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Yi Feng led his subordinates on his warhorse and rushed out of the forest at the fastest speed possible. It would take them two hours to get out of the forest, but Yi Feng, who was riding on his snow-white warhorse, suddenly stopped his horse. His face changed and immediately sent a message: "Spread out and charge out of the forest at full speed."

Those subordinates were all baffled. Weren't they blocked just now? Could it be that those people didn't keep their promise?

"Rock cutter, bring the corpses of our brothers back." Yi Feng shot something out with a single hand. It was the ring that stored the dead body.

"Commander, why is that?" Zhan Shi was stunned as he received the ring.

"Don't ask, pick ten brothers to come with me. Other brothers remember, on the next small path, all of you charge forward with all your might. Don't turn back, just exit the forest and quickly return for half a month." Yi Feng's face remained unchanged. He looked relaxed, but his speed had slowed down as the black spear in his hand flashed.

How could the warriors of the outside world not know that there was an ambush ahead? Their hearts were burning with anger. These people had broken their promise and still wanted to kill them.

Yi Feng's heart turned gloomy. Just now, he did not intend to use his eyes to scan the opening of the small path, only to discover that dozens of black shadows were hiding there. He was still unable to discern their strength, but to dare to block a group of a hundred people with just a few dozen people, their strength must be extremely terrifying.

When he was still a hundred meters away from the trail, Yi Feng swallowed a Energy Recovery Pill and the long spear suddenly disappeared from his hand. The warhorse soared into the air and shouted, "Charge!"

Following Yi Feng's words, ten Martial Masters immediately followed him and attacked the two sides of the small path. The other Martial Masters abandoned their horses and increased their speed to the maximum, charging towards the small road.

"Slash!" Yi Feng let out a loud shout and countless black spears appeared on both sides of the path. He struck them down without any hesitation. The other ten Martial Masters unleashed their strongest attacks and spread out on the path, not allowing anyone to pass.

"Eh?" With a wave of his hand, he had easily shattered Yi Feng's giant spear. A black shadow appeared in the path and another fifty black robed men appeared. They were all hidden in the black fog, and their faces could not be seen.

"Interesting, to actually be able to discover our existence." The leader of the black-robed men let out a strange chuckle.

"Upper Sky warrior?" Yi Feng was shocked, this man was actually a Xiantian expert, but his aura was much weaker than Zhan Tian's. He should be a beginner Xiantian expert, but the black robed men behind him were at least ten grandmaster experts, and the rest were all martial masters.

The leader of the black-cloaked men sneered as he looked at the outside alliance warriors who had already rushed out of the trail. He then looked at Yi Feng with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Who are you people?" Yi Feng's expression changed. A scream came from the front, there was an ambush ahead, but he was powerless now, there was a Xiantian cultivator in front to stop him.

"Tsk tsk, hand over your battle achievements and leave your corpse intact." The leader let out a strange laugh and ignored Yi Feng's words.

"If you have the ability, come and get it yourself." Yi Feng's mood changed drastically as he tried to find a way to escape. If he was alone, using the Purple Cloud Boots would not be a problem, but more than a hundred subordinates were still battling, so he would definitely not leave alone.

"Hmph." The leading black robed man snorted lightly and casually threw a palm towards Yi Feng. It looked like he didn't have the slightest bit of strength.

Yi Feng's expression changed. Unleashing the Wind Walk under his feet, he did not try to resist this chapter. Instead, he moved to the side and rushed towards the black-robed man. At the same time, he shouted, "Hurry and go!"

The ten Martial Masters blocking the path unhesitatingly opened their bodies and prepared to run away. Suddenly, a few "puchi" sounds rang out, and the ten Martial Masters on the path slowly fell down. Blood gushed out from their throats, and with a flash, the corpses of the ten were collected, leaving only the blood on the ground.

Yi Feng's eyes narrowed. He had seen the killing of his ten subordinates very clearly. Just the two of them were able to kill ten people in an instant. Their speed was even slower than Yi Feng's Wind Walk. Killing intent shot out of their eyes. Not only did these people kill their subordinates, they even took away their corpses. The killing intent in Yi Feng's heart surged crazily, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

As if expecting that Yi Feng would choose to run away, the leading black-robed man's figure flashed, following closely behind Yi Feng, laughing incessantly as he prepared to play cat and mouse.

Yi Feng's body moved as fast as lightning, but the black robed man behind him followed behind him with ease. It was obvious that he did not use his full strength.

After a short while, Yi Feng saw dozens of corpses lying on the road in front of him. The beheading stone was not there, it should have brought some of his underlings and ran away.

Sensing the black robed man behind him, Yi Feng's eyes were filled with killing intent. This man would never let him go. Also, these black robed men were not from the local alliance. He seemed to have seen his aura somewhere before.

Increasing his speed by another level was already Yi Feng's maximum speed. There was the sound of fighting coming from in front of him. Yi Feng formed a palm with one hand and a white zhen qi attack instantly shot backwards.

The black robed man's body swayed slightly as he dodged Yi Feng's attack. His speed did not change as he continued to follow behind Yi Feng.

There were more than fifty black robed martial artists fighting with dozens of black robed martial artists, and dozens of black robed martial artists had already fallen to the ground, and were all fatal in one blow. Those dozens of black robed martial artists actually had four grandmasters, and the rest of them were advanced martial artists, what kind of power was this?

Yi Feng let out a loud shout and directly pushed back a black robed man. After that, he arrived in front of Zhan Shi and the rest, and as he looked at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, his gaze turned ice-cold. A wave of mad killing intent that had never been there before was emitted from his body.

After the air whirl, Yi Feng's dao space was no longer multicolored. Instead, it was a silver-white screen that was even colder. The hearts of the people in black could not help but skip a beat. They could feel their killing intent suddenly increase tenfold.

The warriors of the local alliance didn't feel any killing intent. Instead, a warm current of zhenqi slowly entered their bodies, replenishing their consumed zhenqi.

"All of you, leave." Yi Feng turned around to face the black-robed men. Within the space of the battle, he could feel every single change.

"We vow to follow the commander to our death." Zhan Shi and the rest of the warriors had no intention of leaving. They all had high morale and were ready to fight to their deaths with Yi Feng.

"If I don't listen to him and bring my brothers back, I will return." Yi Feng shouted loudly without even turning his head.

A look of struggle flashed across Zhan Shi's eyes, but he still listened to what Yi Feng said in the end. Perhaps once they left, the commander would lose his bag, and the greater the chance of survival, the more he would be able to collect the corpses on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Currently, the leader of the black cloaked men in the Windy Battlefield was filled with shock. As a Xiantian master, he naturally knew what the white screen of light was. Even he didn't know what the space of dao was, so he didn't expect the youth to be able to use it.

However, how could Yi Feng possibly avoid Yi Feng's attack as he wished? At the moment when the black robed man wanted to pursue, Yi Feng's figure strangely appeared in front of him, and with a palm print, he forced him to retreat. Immediately, his figure disappeared and appeared in front of the other black cloaked man, who wanted to chase after him. The long spear in his hand instantly disappeared, and under Yi Feng's control, countless spear shadows appeared, blocking these people for the time being.

Zhan Shi and the rest rushed out of the forest, not even turning their heads back. Despite hearing the sounds of fighting behind them, their speed was increasing. This was because their commander had risked his life to save them.

Yi Feng's face turned extremely pale, the true energy within his body was almost all used up. First, he had fought against Nian Dong twice, and after using his giant spear, he ran even faster. Even with the five elements, he still could not take it.

Yi Feng's perception had become extremely sharp in the Battle Space. Even a normal grandmaster might not be able to match up to him. Temporarily blocking the black robed men, Yi Feng's chest heaved up and down. He swallowed a few Energy Recovery Pills and looked at the dozens of black robed men with an indifferent expression.

The black robed man saw Yi Feng eating the pill like a bean, and thought to himself, "What a freak."

The leader of the black robed men arrived in front of Yi Feng. Without warning, he threw a palm attack towards Yi Feng's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Yi Feng acted as if he had expected this. He slightly moved back and thrust his spear towards the throat of his opponent. His speed was twice as fast as usual, and his spear technique was exceptionally tricky.

Without even looking at the spear that was thrusting towards him, the black cloaked man slapped his hand and his body strangely disappeared. The next moment, he appeared behind Yi Feng and reached out his hand towards Yi Feng's shoulder. It seemed like he did not want to kill Yi Feng.

Yi Feng's face turned extremely ugly. The difference between his and a Xiantian realm expert was too big, and he was simply unable to keep up with the opponent's speed. If not for the fact that his perception was twice stronger than before in the battling space, he would not have been able to see how his opponent attacked.

Without even thinking about it, the long spear turned around and blocked the man's attack. The instant the spear and palm collided, Yi Feng's face paled and he fell back, blood flowing out of his mouth. The strength of a Xiantian master was far beyond Yi Feng's imagination. However, if Yi Feng was at his peak condition, he would not be injured.

As Yi Feng retreated to the front of a black-robed figure, he was just about to dodge when he suddenly stopped. Looking at the black-robed figure in front of him, his eyes were filled with shock.

Brothers, let's throw in more flowers and update ourselves. Give us some motivation, we're about to drop the list of flowers!