After the fierce battle, the three of them rested on the spot.
Zhao Yufei and Huang Qi were both exhausted and had some injuries on their bodies.
Only Zhao Feng was unharmed. His face was not red and his heart was not beating fast.
This made Zhao Yufei and Huang Qi realize the difference between them, and they felt even more respect for him.
What was even more shocking was that when Zhao Feng fought with the middle-aged bandit, he had only used the cultivation of the early 6th rank and hadn't even used his full strength.
From this, it could be seen that Zhao Feng was at least a Quasi-Martial Master!
The three cleaned up the battlefield and distributed the battle points.
The bandit leader that Zhao Feng had killed wasn't the real leader, but with his Quasi-Martial Master strength, it was worth at least five battle points.
In this battle, six bandits had died at Zhao Feng's hands. Apart from the bandit leader, there were two of the fourth rank, two of the fifth rank, and one of the sixth rank.
This meant that Zhao Feng's battle points had increased by 14 and adding on the previous bandits, his total points were over 20.
According to the rules, ten battle points could be exchanged for a top-tier martial art.
Half an hour later.
"We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's leave."
Zhao Feng ordered as the leader.
"Yes."
Huang Qi and Zhao Yufei had complete trust in him and immediately agreed.
After the battle, they were filled with respect and trust for Zhao Feng.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Zhao Feng and the other two sped up and left the canyon.
About four hours after the three of them left.
In the darkness of the night, three more black figures leaped over from afar.
The three black figures stopped in front of the wooden house.
"Leader, Shi Badao and the others are all dead. More than half of them were killed by a godly archer."
The voice of one of the black figures was cold and emotionless.
"Who dares to touch the people of the Desolate Destruction Bandits?"
A muscular figure in the middle slowly raised his hand, and a formless aura filled the surrounding several meters, causing his robes to flutter.
The two black figures beside him weren't any weaker than the middle-aged bandit leader, but they felt a suffocating pressure.
Boom!
The massive figure waved his hand, and a powerful aura burst forth, shattering the house in front of him into a pile of rubble.
With a single palm strike, the house collapsed, dust and debris swirled in the air, and an invisible wave of Qi surged for more than ten meters.
At that moment, the imposing aura of the burly figure was almost comparable to that of a high-tier Vicious Beast.
"Lord Barren Cloud!"
The two quasi-Martial Masters were frightened out of their wits.
"Find the real culprit, and I will return it tenfold!"
The cold and rough voice echoed in the night sky and the mountain wind.
…
At the same time …
In the bandit zone, a group of mysterious young geniuses split into groups and fought with the bandits, reaping lives.
The geniuses of the Sky Guards Battalion all had talent and potential, so they were able to improve quickly in such an environment.
Of course, casualties were unavoidable in the battle.
Apart from the youths from the Sky Guards Battalion, there were seven to eight silver figures that blended into the night to tally the battle points.
Although it was late at night, Zhao Feng's left eye was still as bright as a flame.
But considering the battle in the day, Zhao Yufei and Huang Qi were tired, so they didn't take the initiative to attack.
The three of them rested in a secluded area, and if they met a small group of bandits, they would kill them.
But that night, there weren't many bandits nearby, which made Zhao Feng feel dispirited.
The second day.
Zhao Feng's group of three started to move again, entering the bandit zone and searching around.
"Hmm? What's going on? Why are there fewer bandits today? "
Zhao Feng noticed something.
They didn't kill many bandits, but instead met other groups from the Sky Guards Battalion.
Huang Qi fell into deep thought: "It must have been yesterday when the Sky Guards Battalion killed many bandits, alerting the other bandits in this area, causing them to be on their guard and hide in the shadows."
Zhao Feng nodded his head as he felt that it made sense.
If the bandits were hiding in the forest, even his left eye wouldn't be able to find them.
"How about this, we'll go deeper into the bandit zone."
Zhao Feng continued to lead the way.
He would occasionally jump on a tree and use his left eye to observe the situation.
Suddenly.
Dozens of miles away, colorful fireworks rose into the sky. It was very eye-catching.
"It's a signal from the other groups of the Sky Guards Battalion!"
Zhao Yufei exclaimed.
Let's go save them!
Zhao Feng took the lead and rushed towards the location.
While he was in midair, he used his left eye to look at the situation tens of miles away. His face was filled with shock.
Lu Xiaoyu's group was in danger.
Lu Xiaoyu's group had seven to eight people, and they were blocked by a group of fifteen bandits.
The bandits had two black-clothed leaders, whose cultivation had reached the quasi-martial master realm.
Apart from that, there were three at the sixth rank of the Martial Path, while the rest were at the fourth or fifth rank.
At this moment, the two sides had already started fighting. The youths in Lu Xiaoyu's group couldn't break out of the encirclement.
Luckily, there was a group of four to five people nearby that gave them some hope.
Sou Sou Sou — —
But right at this moment, three or four bandit archers appeared in the forest and attacked the youths.
Ah!
Some of the youths had already been injured.
Thunderbolt Fist!
Lu Xiaoyu used his peak ranked fist technique to its peak, but he could only force back a few bandits in front of him. One of the quasi-Martial Master leaders refused to let him go.
"Head! Here come three more brats. "
An archer in the forest said to the two black-clothed leaders.
The three were Zhao Feng's group.
Zhao Feng used his left eye to analyse the best route and he closed in on the forest.
When he was within a hundred yards, Zhao Feng's speed suddenly increased and he took out his Golden Stairs Bow.
Sou Sou Sou Sou — —
Zhao Feng continuously shot the archers in the forest, relieving some of the pressure on Lu Xiaoyu's group and the other group.
Kill!
The youths and the bandits clashed.
With the addition of Zhao Feng's group and the other group, the Sky Guards Battalion gradually turned the tables and their morale rose.
The youths' talent and potential surpassed ordinary people, and they became more courageous as they fought.
"A bunch of brats, stay here!"
A rough and cold voice reverberated through the forest.
Whoosh!
A strong gust of wind came from the other side of the forest, and an invisible pressure caused the hearts of the geniuses to tremble.
The owner of the voice was a tall and robust one-eyed man. He wore a black cloak and had a ferocious and ferocious expression that caused one's heart to go cold.
"Not good, it's a Martial Master!"
Lu Xiaoyu's face was pale and his heart skipped a beat.
The newcomer was a one-eyed man. He was obviously the true leader of the nearby bandit group.
"Brat! Die! "
The one-eyed man flew over and his aura made it hard for everyone to breathe.
Mountain Shattering Palm!
The palm pierced through the air, and the brown aura of the fist shrouded Lu Xiaoyu's head.
"Everyone, block it!"
Lu Xiaoyu cried out in alarm. Together with the tattooed youth, Li Ziwen, they activated their top-notch martial arts to fight head-on.
Boom!
The explosion shocked everyone and a gust of wind swept tens of meters.
Including Lu Xiaoyu and Li Ziwen, four youths were sent flying seven to eight meters.
Wah!
Lu Xiaoyu and Li Ziwen, who bore the brunt of the attack, vomited blood.
The two of them were members of the Ten Sky Guards, ranked fifth and seventh respectively. Their strength was around the quasi-Martial Master level.
But even so, two quasi-Martial Masters and several other youths couldn't even block one attack.
"Zhao Feng, Lu Cheng! Come and help! "
Lu Xiaoyu exclaimed and asked for help from Zhao Feng and the other group leader.
The Sky Guards Battalion was split into several groups and the leader of each group was one of the Ten Sky Guards.
With the addition of Zhao Feng and Lu Cheng, the number of Ten Sky Guards had increased to five.
Whoosh —
Zhao Feng pulled his Golden Stairs Bow from afar and infused his Inner Strength into the sixth rank of the Martial Path. The power of that arrow could threaten the life of a quasi-Martial Master.
Illusion Wind Blade!
The other leader, Lu Cheng, used a high rank blade art and slashed from behind.
Thunderbolt Fist!
Lu Xiaoyu counterattacked, and Li Ziwen, who was beside him, also launched a fierce sword attack.
The five of them worked together to fight against the one-eyed man.
"Where did this bunch of geniuses come from?"
The one-eyed man was surprised for a moment, then he roared and punched out with his palms and fists. The inner strength of the Martial Path broke out of his body like thunder!
Boom!
Zhao Feng's arrow was smashed into pieces.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Xiaoyu and the rest's attacks were also blocked and the youths were sent flying once again.
"Seventh rank of the Martial Path, what power!"
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat.
As a martial dao master, the opponent's martial dao inner strength could be released to attack people from a distance, and it could even form a range impact.
If one of them blocked it alone, they would die in one or two moves.
At this moment, Lu Xiaoyu and Li Ziwen both suffered some internal injuries.
The Inner Strength of a Martial Master of the seventh rank of the Martial Path was incomparably condensed.
If it was a few normal martial artists, they would be killed with just one punch.
Only Zhao Feng didn't need to get close. He pulled his Golden Stairs Bow from afar and every attack was aimed at the one-eyed man's weak points.
Zhao Feng used his Golden Stairs Bow to restrict the one-eyed man.
"Bastard! It looks like you're the one who destroyed our stronghold … "
The one-eyed man suddenly turned around and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
"So what if it's me?"
Zhao Feng sneered.
"Kill!"
The one-eyed man ignored the attacks of Lu Xiaoyu and the rest and charged at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng jumped in fright and immediately used Lightly Floating Ferry to the high level. His speed was faster than all the other geniuses on the field.
"Where do you think you're going!"
The one-eyed man's figure was still closing in. He was a Martial Master after all and his speed was faster than Zhao Feng.
"Mountain Breaking Palm — —"
The palm of the seventh rank of the Martial Path, Mountain Breaking Cloud, burst out with Inner Strength and enveloped Zhao Feng.
If it was a martial artist of the same rank, just this Inner Strength alone could kill him.
But Zhao Feng wasn't an ordinary sixth rank martial artist.
Mysterious Wind Palm!
Zhao Feng's figure leapt into the air, and the young girl's mysterious palm suddenly appeared in his mind. He took a deep breath, and a faint green aura revolved around his palm. It rotated and became extremely sharp, following a strange and natural trajectory, and clashed with the one-eyed man's palm energy.
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