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Previously, he mentioned that it took Jiang Feng seven days to memorize and master the cultivation method of Mo Yang's inner force and learn some cultivation method of inner force. The Sand Monster was very satisfied with Jiang Feng. At the same time, it warned Jiang Feng not to forget what it had promised him. After that, it designed to knock him out and send him out into the endless desert.

A man dressed in black and wearing a ghost-mask was standing at the side on the path that led to "Abyss Valley". The wind blew past him, and he touched the twenty-three throwing knives in his arms, his eyes exuding a strange killing intent. He muttered to himself, "It doesn't matter if you come or not, I'll wait one more day for you. If you still haven't arrived, tomorrow I will go to the place where you disappeared — the boundless desert to find you. "Jiang Feng, you better not die in that damned place. That will make me regret it for the rest of my life."

When Jiang Feng slowly opened his eyes, the time limit was right. The setting sun's twilight had dyed the horizon a deep blood-red. Jiang Feng felt a bit hot and his whole body felt uncomfortable. He sat up and brushed away the dense weeds nearby. He reached out his hand to touch it and found that the Frost Iron Spear was thrown to the side just like that. Jiang Feng picked it up and sighed helplessly, "Master drunkard, you are a complete weirdo!" Shaking his head, he stood up and touched his waist. When he found that Yue Xingchen's medallion was still there, he walked forward with ease.

After approximately the time it took for an incense stick to burn had passed, Jiang Feng saw an old and worn out wooden tablet in the distance with some words faintly engraved on it. Jiang Feng couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. He subconsciously looked back and thought to himself: Could it be that this drunkard's master set this up again? When he walked closer, he discovered that the words "Vault of Abyss" were still faintly visible on it. Jiang Feng looked around and found that this place was deserted. There was no village in front of him, no shops behind him, and not a single person on the road. He didn't have a bad premonition in his heart. Jiang Feng took out the map on the other side of the pass that Li Mofan had given him and carefully examined it. He discovered that as long as he passed through this passage, he would reach a place called "Vale of Abyss". Jiang Feng smiled slightly and said to himself, "The name 'Abyssal Valley' is pretty good. I believe that there must be someone living there. It's already late. It seems like we can only go there to spend the night." After making up his mind, he quickly advanced along the Abyssal Path. However, how could he know that at the end of this path, there was someone who had been waiting for him for a long time?

When the man in black saw Jiang Feng's figure, he revealed an evil smile and then hid into the grass. Jiang Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead and finally walked to the end of Lin Yuan Dao. It was still empty. There were no houses in the village. The setting sun was already halfway down, and Jiang Feng couldn't help but take a deep stretch. He slowly walked forward, and this look surprised Jiang Feng because in front of him was a bottomless abyss, an abyss between two mountains. He could not believe that he was walking on a mountain path, and the flat road was at least a few hundred meters away. Unless he turned into a bird, it would be impossible to pass through. There is no suspension bridge between the twin peaks, so in the face of such a scene, Jiang Feng could only bitterly smile and say, "There is no way out? He hadn't thought that it would turn out like this. It seemed that he could only turn back along the way and look for another way out. However, it was already late in the night. Jiang Feng also felt a bit tired, so he decided to spend the night out in the grass.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng heard some movement and immediately shouted, "Who is hiding? Come out!" Jiang Feng turned around and saw a man in black with a terrifying ghost mask walking out of the grass. Jiang Feng felt a chill in his heart. He had been too relaxed just now and had only discovered the abnormality so late. He cautiously asked, "Who are you?" When the man in black saw Jiang Feng's haggard appearance, he couldn't help but sneer and say, "You don't need to know who I am. I am fine with knowing that you are Jiang Feng." Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng knew that the other party did not come with good intentions. He gripped his Frost Iron Spear tightly and said, "Oh?" You actually know me? I presume you are not someone from outside this city? Who the hell are you? "Speak!" The black clothed man was wearing a ghost mask, which made Jiang Feng unable to see his expression. He extended his right hand, pointed at the ground, and said, "Jiang Feng, I'm afraid even in your dreams you wouldn't think that such a desolate place would be your grave, right?" Jiang Feng squinted at him and said, "You want to take my life? I'm afraid it won't be that easy, right?" When the man in black heard these words, his sneer became even more savage, causing Jiang Feng's hair to stand on end. The man in black said, "Jiang Feng, this should be the third time we've fought. How come you don't even remember this old friend of yours?" After hearing this, Jiang Feng's body couldn't help but tremble. He carefully sized up the man in black in front of him and recalled his identity.

The man in black took off his jacket, revealing it to the public. There were about twenty shiny throwing knives with blood-red cross marks engraved on their handles. A thought flashed through Jiang Feng's mind as he said in surprise, "Could it be that you're the Phantom Shadow's Spreader Group?" The black clothed man laughed crazily, and took out two throwing knives from his clothes with his left and right hands, and said coldly: "You finally remembered, Head Jiang Feng". Seeing that he had already made his stance, Jiang Feng immediately became alert to prevent any sneak attacks. He asked, "I don't have any grudges with you. Why are you following me from the other side? What is your intention?" Zhan Qun stretched his wrist before saying, "There is no need to know the reason why someone is about to die." As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the two throwing knives that he had grabbed up into the air. Then he took out another two throwing knives from his shirt with an extremely fast speed and threw them forward. Jiang Feng was already exhausted, and seeing his opponent suddenly launch an attack, he couldn't help but be shocked. However, he was not someone to be trifled with. With a twist of his left foot and a single silver spear in his right hand, he blocked one spear before quickly crouching down to avoid another. Zhan Qun held four throwing knives in each of his hands and threw them out at once. Jiang Feng's hands and feet were nimble and quick. His movement technique was also coordinated to the point where he could revolve his silver spear to block the eight throwing knives. Zhan Qun coldly laughed as he suddenly let out a long whistle. Taking advantage of Jiang Feng being unable to stand steadily, he immediately took out ten throwing knives from his waist and simultaneously threw them towards Jiang Feng's upper, middle, and lower left path. Jiang Feng leaped up and used the "three spear strikes". He dodged left and right in the air, barely blocking the ten throwing knives. The group then threw out three more swords. Jiang Feng only had the ability to defend and had no time to fight back against this kind of crazy and storm-like attack.

Suddenly, Zhan Qun took out two Fog Bullets from his leggings and threw them towards the ground. Immediately, a cloud of purple smoke rose. Jiang Feng's vision was completely blocked. He couldn't help but feel panic in his heart. One must know that his opponent was an expert in martial arts and a master of assassinations. Beads of sweat dripped down from Jiang Feng's forehead. At this time, the sun had already set below the western mountains, shrouding him in a deathly silent darkness. Jiang Feng tried his best to calm himself down. When he heard the sound of the throwing knife, he hurriedly took two steps back and stabbed the tip of the knife into the grass. Just as Jiang Feng was about to relax, another three throwing knives came at him. His right hand quickly fished out a copper coin and threw it at the flying knife. His right and left hands instantly grabbed the thin blade. He didn't dare to stop for even a second. He grabbed onto the flying knife and quickly threw it behind him, so as not to injure his finger. Then, he kicked his right leg forward and retrieved the Frost Iron Spear that was about to hit the ground.

In this short span of time, Jiang Feng felt an unprecedented pain in his right chest. He screamed out loud and lowered his head to look, only to realize that a throwing knife with three blades had pierced into his chest. Jiang Feng's left hand endured the pain. Just as he was about to pull out the throwing knife in front of his chest, a black shadow rushed out from the purple smoke in front of him. Zhan Qun used his left hand to block the shot, while his right hand used his full force to strike Jiang Feng's left chest. Jiang Feng's body was sent flying backwards by the impact.

Jiang Feng felt endless pain all over his body. It was so light that it felt like his body was floating. He had been falling the entire time, and there seemed to be no end to it. At this moment, many fragmented images flashed through his mind. The warmth of childhood in the Jiang manor, his playfulness with Xiao Yue on the Cloud Flower Mountain, his struggle in the Martial Forest Convention, his reunion with Liu Bingyu, and the faces of Wan Xingyun and Liu Shichen. Gradually, his consciousness became blurred, his eyelids drooped, and the right hand holding the silver spear began to loosen.

The group walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down at the bottomless "Valley of Abyss", and slowly took off the ferocious ghost mask on their faces, throwing it down. Their lips revealed a sinister smile, and they muttered to themselves: "Master Jiang, even if you are as lucky as I was back then, and managed to keep your life, you didn't fall to the ground. However, the triple-edged flying knife that stabbed into your chest earlier was coated with my unique lethal poison and will be activated within an hour. What other methods do you have for detoxifying the poison? "Who told you to offend Lord Liu? You deserve it." With that, he took out a small bottle and slowly poured it behind him. He sprinkled it on the grass. The liquid was quickly absorbed by the dust and began to seep into the grass. The exhibition group looked at the rising full moon, enjoying the excitement after killing, bathing in the estranged shadow of the moon …

What about later?

And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.