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The Great Master did not move. His eyes were flickering, but no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Leader, don't think about hiding after escaping!" "It's useless!" The white-faced scholar saw through the Great Master's thoughts with a glance and shouted, "You should have seen his speed before. If I'm not wrong, this is the godly path of the Divine Firmament Buddha Sect. The only thing we can do now is to interrupt him while he is gathering his potential! "

The Great Master coldly looked at him, and passionately said: "Alright, us brothers will join hands and do him!"

His words were firm, but he didn't move an inch.

The white-masked scholar knew that if he did not act, the Great Master would not take the risk with his suspicious personality. Instead, he would suspect that he had ulterior motives! There was no other way. The white-faced scholar had no choice but to conjure up a shield of true essence and brace himself as he charged into the 'barrier'!

Only then did the Great Master let go of the doubt in his heart and charged in, following the example of the white-faced scholar.

The two of them were inevitably hit by several attacks, but because their speed had not yet increased, the attacks they received were simply insignificant and not even a single ripple could be seen on their true essence shields.

If they were to barge into this narrow space, the advantage of being a Qi warrior would be gone! The Great Master and the pale-faced scholar both knew that this was the truth, but they had no other choice. The only hope now was that this young man truly did not have a treasure like what they had shown, and they could use their defensive treasures to exchange wounds!

In a battle to the death, the victor was the hero!

After forcing the two bandit chieftains into a corner, the one with the greatest pressure was actually Chen Ying!

With two lessons from underestimating his opponent, he no longer dared to let his opponent injure him easily. Thus, he was unable to fully utilize his strength.

As for the Great Master and the pale-faced scholar, they both had the mindset of using their defensive treasures to take a few damage and injure Chen Ying. They were unrestrained and fought bravely!

With one drink and one peck, the situation had changed subtly between going in and going out of the dorm!

The Great Master's side, which had originally been forced to fight, had the initiative. However, Chen Ying only had the strength to defend and had no ability to retaliate!

No matter how hard he tried to defend, he would always be careless. Furthermore, the copper greatsword in Chen Ying's hand was just an ordinary weapon. It weighed nothing, and not long after, the sharp crimson sword sliced through it!

"Damn it!" Chen Ying couldn't help but curse. He realized that his mistake was outrageous. He had committed a problem where he had been bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of being bitten by a rope. He no longer had the unstoppable spirit from before. This was also the reason why he didn't have enough experience to fight!

Chen Ying steeled his heart and no longer blocked frequently. Just as the scarlet sword was about to strike again, he swung the other half of the heavy sword in his hand. His body twisted as he faced the pale-faced scholar's strange folding fan! In this narrow space, with his natural advantage as a body practitioner, he risked the possibility of being injured to grab the fan with his left hand at an incredible speed. His blood instantly dyed the fan red and white smoke came out of the wound as it quickly rotted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chen Ying did not dodge nor did he hesitate, he did not hesitate to brandish the heavy sword in his right hand to smash at him. At the same time, his left hand, relying on his superiority in strength, endured the pain and shouted, "Let go!"

Facing Chen Ying's sudden attack, the Great Master's momentum weakened and he instinctively changed his moves. But because Chen Ying's attention was focused on the folding fan, he had no time to pay attention to him and did not continue attacking!

On the other side, how could the white-faced scholar's strength be comparable to Chen Ying's, who possessed the monstrous strength of three hundred thousand Jin? He snatched the folding fan and stored it in his storage ring.

After fighting with his life on the line to force the two back, Chen Ying's crisis was not resolved. His left hand was basically crippled. His flesh was corroded, revealing black bones that were unhealthy from the poison.

"Big Brother, his left hand is crippled!" The white-faced scholar laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha …" The Great Master also laughed and said: "Daring to enter the Lone Peak Village, today, you will never return!"

Chen Ying remained silent as his soul power continued to accelerate towards the arrows and chopsticks. Sounds of wind and thunder could be heard, surrounding the three of them. At this time, the lack of soul power gradually revealed itself. The assistance it could provide in close combat was minuscule!

With his left hand crippled, Chen Ying's close combat capabilities were further weakened. However, he became increasingly calm. His eyes turned blood-red, and like a wounded beast, he took the initiative to attack the Great Master! As for the white-faced scholar who no longer had a treasure weapon or fan to threaten, he was like a tiger without claws or fangs. He was nothing to worry about, so he was directly ignored!

The sound of wind and thunder affected the Great Master and the pale-faced scholar's state of mind. Their faces were ugly as they looked at the rapidly spinning whirlpool.

At this moment, in the face of Chen Ying's close ranged attack, the Great Master decisively gave up on his long sword and used his dark red gloves to face the menacing attack head on. Although the sword was sharp, it was impossible to use it as one wished in such a narrow space.

In that instant, Chen Ying was slightly stunned, but he did not panic. His right hand wielded the broken heavy sword as a powerful force cleaved down like a hot knife through butter. Although Chen Ying had trained in the sword technique for a long time, it was after all completely figured out by himself. His goal was only to improve his accuracy, so even though his sword technique looked exquisite, it was still vulgar in the eyes of those experts who were proficient in sword techniques!

"Humph!" "With his cultivation, his fighting skills are extremely boorish!" The Great Master's left hand was just about to hit the side of the heavy sword with a four or four times thousand jin technique. His right fist was like a dragon emerging from the seas as it smashed onto Chen Ying's chest with a dragon roar.

"Bam!" A powerful force surged out. Chen Ying's body was like a cannonball as it struck the white-faced scholar behind him. The white-faced scholar's body uncontrollably flew out of the narrow vortex.

"Ah …"

With a miserable scream, the pale-faced scholar was torn apart by all sorts of 'weapons' that were bestowed with soul power. A bloody mist filled the air, and not even his corpse could be seen!

"This …" This scene shocked the Great Master, but his two fists did not fall down in the slightest. They were like a shadow following his body, and he only saw the dark red shadow of the fists.

With just one attack, he had heavily injured Chen Ying. Blood gushed out from the four finger-sized holes in his chest like spring water, but at this moment, he could not care about his injuries, as he tightly danced the broken sword.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

He couldn't see what was happening inside the whirlpool, he could only hear the sounds of a series of collisions.

Every time they collided, the loss of blood would increase. Although the Chaotic Pearl had a special healing ability, it seemed very weak in the face of an intense battle. Not only did the wound not heal, it seemed to become even worse.

Chen Ying felt dizzy. The various types of weapons that flew in the sky seemed to be somewhat powerless to catch up. His speed rapidly dropped and the two's confrontation slowed down.

At this moment, Chen Ying seemed to have no idea of the pain. She said coldly, "He's dead. Now, it's your turn!"

"Bullsh * t!" Even the closest person to me doesn't know about this. Just to satisfy my vanity before you die, I'm actually the best at close quarters combat! " The Great Master laughed out loud and said, "Although my body refining cultivation can't compare to yours, being only at the early Yuan Metamorphosis stage, the strength of my pair of gloves is sufficient to make up for the difference in cultivation!"

"Is that so?" Chen Ying said with an enigmatic expression.

"Don't think that I don't know what you're planning, and don't think that you can stall for time. I won't give you the chance!" The Great Master saw through Chen Ying's little scheme with a glance. He had been the overlord of the Lone Peak Village for so many years, how could he be so easily deceived? Compared to an old martial artist like him, Chen Ying seemed too young and tender.

"You will undoubtedly die today. With my Lone Peak Village accompanying you, you should be satisfied!" As the Great Master spoke, he intensified his offensive!

"Humph!" He looked at the heavy sword in his hand, and thought of the scene where the Great Master had abandoned his sword before. Suddenly, he had an epiphany, "In such a small space, to engage in close-combat, it's not an inch longer and it's stronger, but there's an additional burden."

Having thought of this, Chen Ying decisively threw away his sword and faced the Great Master's fist with his bare fist.

At the moment of impact, his right hand was like an eagle's claw as it accurately grabbed the left wrist of the Great Master, forcefully receiving a heavy punch from the opponent's right hand.

This time, Chen Ying was able to clearly see how the bloody hole in his chest had appeared. It turned out that the bandit boss's gloves had four one-inch long trident spikes that could be freely retracted. However, this did not make Chen Ying cower in the slightest. He leaned forward and raised his left hand that was like a claw of bone. His elbow smashed heavily into the bandit boss's shoulder!

The Great Master never expected that the other party would abandon his sword so decisively and thought of a countermeasure in a split-second. His shoulder was hit so hard that he could not help but lean forward.

"This is bad!" The Great Master secretly said as he tried his best to avoid the attack. However, how could Chen Ying let him do as he wished? Moreover, it was too late for him to break free now!

The Great Master carelessly lost. His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief and unwillingness!

"You want me to die? Then don't even think about living! " The Great Master clearly understood the end result of being bound by the other party's terrifying strength. The Great Master, who knew that he would not be able to escape this calamity, went crazy. He no longer thought of resisting and punched Chen Ying's chest with his unrestrained right hand again and again.

"Bang!" Bang! "Bang …" Consecutive muffled sounds rang out as Chen Ying's knee hit the bandit boss's abdomen at an unbelievable speed.

"Crack!" The Great Master's spine was broken from the kick!

And then the sternum, hand bone, foot bone, skull... Only when all the bones in his body were broken did he stop.

This was a close combat – simple, direct and crazy, cruel, barbaric and bloody. If he didn't die, then he would die!

Now that the great enemy had been eliminated, Chen Ying's tensed nerves loosened up, and like a wave of exhaustion, he lost all of his strength. He collapsed limply to the ground, no longer having the energy to control the various' weapons' floating in the air, and without the support of his soul power, they all fell to the ground.