No! It's not directed at Pei Yan! It's directed at the masked villain who suddenly appeared from the shadows, aiming directly at Pei Yan's back with a Silent Palm in the chaos!

"Boom!"

However, it was still a step too late! The masked man had already calculated the timing, targeting the Weakness! His palm struck first, landing squarely on Pei Yan's back!

"Puff!"

At this moment, Pei Yan was fiercely attacking the demon with all his Fighting Spirit unleashed, the Gang Wind shooting fiercely! All his power was channeled into the blade tip, fearing that without enough force he couldn't kill this monster. He had no spare energy to use Vigorous Qi to protect himself against this sneak attack! Thus, hit by this sneak attack, his armor shattered instantly! His bones fractured! A mouthful of crimson blood spat out three feet! His entire body was like a kite with a broken string, sent flying away! He crashed through a tree trunk as thick as a bowl, his life and death uncertain!

"Slap!"

At this moment, Pei Zhong's palm arrived afterward! As an old servant of the Pei Family's Inner Sect Hidden Guard, his power depth and Palm Strength were not to be underestimated! However, this strike was utterly useless! Although the palm clearly hit the masked man's back, it was suddenly blocked by a jade-colored True Qi that erupted between his spine! It felt like striking a porcelain wall! Although the porcelain wall was shattered to pieces, the terrifying Palm Strength was absorbed and dispersed, not harming the person behind the wall at all!

"Demon Sect!"

Pei Zhong shouted angrily, borrowing the Palm Strength, sacrificing himself to fly kick, aiming another strike directly at the masked man's head! However, the opponent, having grievously injured Pei Yan with a palm, had already turned back, flipping his hand, forming a finger formula, pointing towards Pei Zhong's Dan abdomen!

"Boom!"

Just this one point, Pei Zhong was beaten like tattered meat, flying out! Without armor, he flew even farther and higher than Pei Yan! Even the wind and sand swirling, not knowing where he fell to!

"Yao Guang Dragon-slaying Sword!"

No time to care about Pei Zhong's exit! Huangfu Yi had arrived on the battlefield! The young man jumped in with a steel knife, a sword talisman affixed, the blade shining brightly! Dao Breath swirling, talisman imprinted with gilding! The Dragon Slayer Sword's light gleamed in reflection, ready to deliver the final blow to the demon!

"Huh?"

The masked man momentarily sighed, clearly startled by this genuine sword light, dodging left and right, moving in flashes, like a shadow, stepping with the wind, sidestepping three moves in a blink of an eye. He immediately saw that besides one sword light, this kid had nothing else to offer, so he swept his sleeve.

"Bang!"

Huangfu Yi couldn't see anything, the whole person was blown away by a gust of strong wind, spinning and flying out, crashing headlong to the ground. Despite having a hundred years of power protecting him, blocking most of the damage, he was still thrown into a tempest of Qi Blood, chest faintly aching, Qi stagnant with a heart blockage, face cyanotic, ears ringing, eyes blurry, nose and mouth bleeding, hardly able to catch his breath.

Can't fight... what a joke... the gap is too large...

For a moment, Huangfu Yi lay paralyzed on the ground, feeling the world spinning around him, body powerless, within his inner abdomen's Qi Sea, it seemed like two eels were writhing and fighting, clearly the masked man's inner energy strike battling with the True Qi injected by the demoness, each refusing to yield.

In fact, the masked man's power wasn't much different, but the gap was immense.

No, Huangfu Yi wasn't confused, on the contrary, he was clearer than ever.

From the opponent dodging his successive three sword slashes, and successively ambushing Pei Yan, counterattacking Pei Zhong's speed, the opponent's movement technique, in fact, wasn't much faster than the crowd, certainly not reaching the supernatural Immortal-like realm, so he could not possibly be a Nascent Soul True Man, approximately just a Core Formation Stage figure.

However, even among Core Formation Cultivators, this person's power was far superior to the previous Pei Family Tribute Huangfu Yi had killed in the street.

The same palm strength, blasting Huangfu Yi, who had a hundred years of power protecting him, away. Previously, he hadn't felt anything, patting dust off and getting up like nothing, ready to throw Flame Fist. But with just one hit this time, Huangfu Yi's whole body felt disassembled with severe pain, his True Qi ravaged and scattering within his meridians, unable to exert force.

Is this the... Demon Sect...

"Protect the Miss!"

Amidst the rapid exchanges, victory was decided in a moment, the old woman on the carriage hadn't reacted yet, when she looked closely, several men were already lying on the ground like dead dogs, their life and death unknown, the people were stupefied, screaming furiously while pulling out a porcelain bottle from their bosom and downing it, suddenly their faces veined with green, blood-red eyes, Spiritual Qi gushing like a spring from the Heavenly Pond Acupoint, "Wa!" and Ice Qi surged to the top, enveloping the entire carriage in a Qi Shield, shining brightly like a light bulb.

"Protect the Miss!"

"Capture the Demon Path!"

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes approached, the darts master guards of the caravan rushed from all sides, some forming a shield wall in the front of the carriage, others surrounding and assaulting in a frenzy against the masked man.

Unfortunately, the masked man had already crushed the three Pei Family experts in an instant, these riffraff couldn't handle him. Arrows randomly shot only reached a yard before him, stopped by a layer of jade-colored Qi Wall, unable to advance further. Blade-wielding guards charged and hacked frantically, able to break through one layer, but as if facing a strong wind, without enough power, they couldn't get close.

Yet the masked man grew weary of dealing with these mundane matters, as he drew a triangular black flag from his sleeve, pinching the formula and chanting, raising the Magic Flag, waving it over the Bat Demon lying on the ground, screaming and wailing with its head covered in bumps.

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