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"Kill!" At the same time that Xu Feng shot at the Skinny High Monk, Song Li leaped forward. His movements were quick and strange, and in the blink of an eye, he was within ten meters of Xu Feng, unleashing a wave of sword energy.
Xu Feng had the Wings of the Strange Dragon, making it impossible for Song Li to close in. He deftly dodged the sword energy while Xu Feng raised his Moonchaser Bow.
Song Li continuously changed positions, preventing Xu Feng from aiming accurately, while also trying to get closer to find an opportunity to strike. The two flew around the treetops, maintaining a distance of thirty meters from each other.
After a while of being unable to close the gap, Song Li realized that continuing like this was futile; Xu Feng's speed was far superior, and just that speed alone kept him in an invincible position.
Suddenly, Song Li turned and flew back along his previous path.
Seeing this, Xu Feng thought, "Is this guy trying to run back for help? If he shouts in the square, all my Archery Skills will be exposed."
The Calm Monk was still groaning on the ground. Not wanting any surprises, Xu Feng shot an arrow casually as a "good deed."
Song Li had already escaped over a hundred meters away. Xu Feng flapped his Wings of the Strange Dragon and quickly closed in to optimal shooting distance. He released an arrow; Ethereal Light flickered as he used Water Element this time, specifically targeting Song Li's Fire Element Technique.
Knowing Xu Feng's Five Elements Cultivation, Song Li was not alarmed by the sudden appearance of the Water Element arrow. He made a sharp turn in the sky to evade Xu Feng's Spiritual Arrow.
Thus, Xu Feng pursued from behind while shooting arrows, and Song Li ran ahead while dodging. Song Li had no power to counterattack and was entirely on the defensive. However, aware that he couldn't close in, he moved in curves while running. Xu Feng fired five arrows in succession, all narrowly avoided by him.
As Xu Feng closely followed and calculated in his mind, he realized that this situation couldn't continue; he could shoot at most twenty arrows. If he couldn't deal with Song Li soon, it would bring danger upon himself.
Suddenly, Song Li leaped down from the treetops and dove into a dense forest. When Xu Feng arrived and looked around, he saw that this area was lush with vegetation about thirty meters all around; it would be easy to hide someone there. If Song Li was determined not to come out, it would indeed be difficult to handle.
Just as he was pondering how to draw Song Li out, a ghastly green Light and Shadow suddenly shot out from the forest towards Xu Feng. The speed was so fast that it was hard to grasp; Xu Feng only saw a flash of green before it was right in front of him.
Instinctively, Xu Feng tilted his head aside as a scythe-like object whizzed past under his armpit, leaving a large hole in one of his Wings of the Strange Dragon.
A gigantic green Mantis appeared before Xu Feng, its two lantern-like eyes staring blankly ahead. Its face was indistinct, and its body seemed shrouded in a layer of green mist.
“Spirit Talisman!”
Xu Feng immediately recognized that this semi-real Mantis was a Spirit Talisman. It was a spirit beast talisman made from the demon core of a Sixth-Level Monster Mantis, with an attack power of at least eighty percent of a Golden Core Stage Cultivator.
Song Li stood on a nearby tree, gleefully watching Xu Feng. “You fell for it, didn’t you? Let me use this life-saving talisman; you should be proud enough.”
With no time to deal with Song Li, the Mantis charged forward, and Xu Feng hurriedly flew backward. Seeing Xu Feng take to the air, the Mantis opened its wings and followed suit, its sharp forelimbs slicing down like blades.
“Whoosh!”
Xu Feng blocked the Mantis's attack with an arrow. The Mantis was pushed back slightly but quickly lunged forward again.
Xu Feng was drenched in sweat; this creature was lifeless and had no concept of pain.
The Mantis attacked swiftly and continuously, leaving Xu Feng with little opportunity to spread his wings. Whenever he managed to fly up, the Mantis kept pace with him at the same speed, relentlessly hacking at him with its massive blade-like limbs.
Whoosh! Xu Feng shot an arrow that struck the body of the Mantis. The creature's momentum weakened slightly, but it continued its assault without hesitation.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Cornered, Xu Feng could only rely on his Archery Skills. Under the barrage of his arrows, the Mantis gradually weakened.
Squeak! By the time Xu Feng fired his fifth arrow, the Mantis finally let out a mournful cry before dissipating into the air.
Exhausted, Xu Feng collapsed onto the ground, his face pale and his chest heaving. Throughout this ordeal, from wounding the Skinny High Monk to killing the Mantis, he had shot a total of eighteen arrows—nearly reaching his limit. Coupled with the energy spent using the Wings of the Strange Dragon, he was on the brink of exhaustion.
Quickly, Xu Feng swallowed a Sixth-Level Concentration Pill, feeling his internal spiritual energy rapidly recover.
However, Song Li, who had been watching the battle, would not miss such an opportunity. He used his only Spirit Talisman to wait for Xu Fengling to exhaust his energy before striking.
Song Li had already lunged forward, and Xu Feng still had the strength to shoot an arrow, but for the prepared Song Li, the chance of hitting with that arrow was minimal.
Song Li grinned wickedly, as if he could already see Xu Feng's corpse, envisioning his storage bag filled with numerous hidden treasures.
Just as Song Li's sword was less than ten meters away from Xu Feng, he noticed a strange cold smile on Xu Feng's pale face. Then he saw Xu Feng lightly raise a finger, and a black talisman flew up.
The talisman flashed in the Sky, instantly transforming into a fierce and powerful raging bull. It glared at the charging Song Li, snorting out a puff of white mist, and stomped heavily on the ground, its sharp horns thrusting forward.
“Furious Bull Talisman!”
“Ah!” Song Li let out a heart-wrenching scream, a sound so deep and resonant that even Domingo would feel inferior upon hearing it.
The sudden appearance of the raging bull caught Song Li off guard. The two sharp horns pierced through Song Li's chest. With a violent shake of its head, the bull flung Song Li's body far away, leaving him hanging from a nearby tree like a piece of jerky in the wind.
With his head down, blood flowed from Song Li's chest over his face and dripped to the ground. “So, so you also have spirit...” Song Li's hand went limp, and he died completely.
“Sorry about that; I didn’t tell you I also have a Spirit Talisman. But you didn’t tell me either, so we’re even—no one is to blame,” Xu Feng muttered as he guided the medicinal energy within him to recover quickly.
This time, escaping death was truly thanks to Lin Fangxin’s Spirit Talisman. If given the chance, he needed to prepare more of them.
Half an hour later, Xu Feng regained his spiritual power. He collected Song Li's storage bag and spirit sword on site. Although Song Li wore a Superior Spirit Armor, it was broken by the Frenzied Bull Talisman. Not needing the money, Xu Feng burned Song Li completely.
Flying back along the way, he also collected items from Calm Monk and Skinny High Monk. After handling these matters, Xu Feng headed towards the It Mountain Temple.
In the square, the mist had cleared, and the stone door of the It Mountain Temple was open, revealing its crystalline inner walls. However, the temple was eerily silent; no one had entered.
In the square, the battle had ended. Hua Du and Cai Shujun stood at their respective sides, attentively watching over the injured cultivators, not daring to leave.
Two cultivators from Nine Dragon Pool had been killed, their bodies lying on the ground. Two Superior Spirit Swords were stabbed into the earth, left untouched.
Hua Du had initially wanted to spare a life, but his strength was insufficient to do so, and in the end, he could only kill them.
Though these two were dead, their cultivation levels truly commanded respect from Hua Du and others. If it weren't for the overwhelming numbers on their side, they would not have been able to inflict any injuries. Even so, in their final moments, the two had managed to kill two cultivators from Black Wind Stronghold and severely injure Duan Shu from Wuhua Island.
After this battle, only thirteen members remained from various sects: three from Wuhua Island, four from New Moon Sect along with two heavily injured, two from Black Wind Stronghold, one each from Wan Jian Sect, Guo Shan Sword Sect, and Xing He Sword Sect, while Guiyi Sect was completely wiped out.
The remaining members were divided into two groups; those who were injured tended to their wounds while the uninjured stood guard. After a life-and-death Great War, the cultivators who had once fought fiercely against each other surprisingly exhibited a sense of unity.
It no longer mattered who won or lost; what was crucial was that this time the Six Sects had been infiltrated by outsiders. If Xu Feng hadn't intervened and taken away three people, they would have all been killed by five mysterious individuals.
Sounds emerged from the forest, causing Hua Du and Cai Shujun to tense up. Only the two of them still retained complete combat strength; everyone else had sustained some injuries. If the other three returned to attack, the consequences would be dire.
The sound grew closer; who would emerge?
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