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Chapter 73 of 100

Chapter 73

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Boom~

Zhao Feng's figure was engulfed in the whirlwind, and he suddenly used the void to leap several yards, escaping the range of the one-eyed giant's second attack.

"This palm..."

The one-eyed giant's figure wavered slightly in mid-air, feeling his fist strength collide with a whirlwind, being divided and extinguished.

Zhao Feng's "Mystic Wind Palm" had a profound realm and profound essence, far surpassing top-level martial arts.

In the past, Zhao Feng had only grasped a bit of the surface of the Mystic Wind Palm, but after comprehending the holy-grade remnant move "Wind Following Style," he made some progress for some unknown reason.

In terms of power alone, the Mystic Wind Palm was not as strong as the fourth-level Pointing Star Finger, but it had a level of martial arts suppression.

Furthermore, with Zhao Feng's fifth-level Iron Wall Technique, his strength and defense were extremely strong, allowing him to retreat safely.

Zhao Feng's performance also earned applause from some of the young geniuses on the field.

To withstand a blow from a seventh-level martial master and retreat unscathed was a great honor.

"You can't escape, that palm only unleashed sixty percent of my power."

The one-eyed leader's voice, like a muffled thunder, came from behind.

But Zhao Feng was not fighting alone; he had the help of other Ten Heavenly Guards' geniuses, quickly increasing the distance from the one-eyed leader, and the Golden Thread Bow was continuously drawn.

Twang! Whoosh! Whoosh!

This time, Zhao Feng used his unique "Left Divine Arrow Technique," several arrows tracing incredible trajectories, varying in speed, but accurately predicting the one-eyed leader's movements.

What!

The one-eyed leader found that the arrows carried a sharp wind, piercing through the weak points of his external martial energy.

Pfft!

One of the arrows left a blood trail on his shoulder.

This scene greatly boosted the morale of the young Ten Heavenly Guards, making them more spirited.

"This guy is actually a divine archer!"

Lu Xiaoyun and others were slightly stunned, launching a fierce attack on the one-eyed leader together.

Swish! Swish! Swish...

At this moment, another group of young geniuses was rushing over, their scale and strength even greater than Lu Xiaoyun's team.

"It's Lei Zuo's team!"

From a distance, a bald, silver-robed youth could be seen, who was none other than Lei Zuo.

Lei Zuo's strength ranked second among the Ten Heavenly Guards, his cultivation almost reaching the seventh level of martial arts.

"Retreat!"

The one-eyed leader decisively issued the order to retreat.

Without Lei Zuo's team, his bandit group would have struggled to deal with Zhao Feng, Lu Xiaoyun, and the other two teams.

Now, with the appearance of the more powerful Lei Zuo's team, there was no chance of victory.

"Brat! I'll come for your life anytime!"

The one-eyed leader, before leaving, cast a cold, murderous glance at Zhao Feng.

"Anytime, I'll be ready!"

Zhao Feng did not back down, his left eye slightly glowing with a cold, green hue, staring down the one-eyed leader for a moment.

What's going on!

The one-eyed leader's body trembled slightly, feeling as if his mind had been pierced by a cold blade, trembling inexplicably.

However, at the moment of retreat, he had no time to think more.

"What was that?"

Zhao Feng felt a sense of fatigue in his left eye, his spirit suffering a significant loss.

In that moment, he did not know what power his left eye had unleashed, but he felt his spirit rapidly depleting.

However, the effect was astonishing; he clearly saw the one-eyed leader's moment of panic and distraction.

Slowly closing his eyes, Zhao Feng discovered that the pale green spiral halo in his left eye space had extended to six feet and nine inches, infinitely close to seven feet.

"Great!"

Zhao Feng's face showed surprise and joy.

The hard-fought battle with the one-eyed leader had unleashed his potential, advancing his cultivation to the critical point of the sixth level's peak.

Now, his true cultivation was on par with Lei Zuo, the second-ranked among the Ten Heavenly Guards.

"Hehehe... Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

Just as the one-eyed leader retreated about a mile, a silver-haired, handsome youth appeared in the forest ahead, leaping gracefully.

The handsome youth, who looked like a girl at first glance, stood on the treetops, emitting an intangible aura, causing the surrounding leaves to swirl in the wind.

"Feng Yin Yue!"

The young geniuses of the Heavenly Guard Camp were stunned.

This was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth.

This was a seventh-level martial master.

Seventh level...

The one-eyed leader, facing the handsome youth, felt a profound shock and a sense of powerlessness.

Years ago, he had broken through to the seventh level at the age of twenty-eight, a feat that had once amazed many and filled him with pride.

However, after seeing "Feng Yin Yue," all his pride and confidence turned into a dreamlike bubble.

Compared to the youth before him, who was less than sixteen, his achievements were utterly insignificant.

What was the background of these young geniuses?

The one-eyed leader vaguely sensed something was amiss.

If one or two geniuses appeared, it could be considered a coincidence. But with so many geniuses appearing at once, even the most dull-witted person would realize something was wrong.

"Heavenly Illusion Style!"

Feng Yin Yue's body was enveloped in a layer of silver, illusory aura, reflecting the sunlight, his elegant figure like a phantom moon shadow, flashing in front of the one-eyed leader.

The speed of his movement made the one-eyed leader, who had been at the seventh level for many years, feel alarmed.

Because Feng Yin Yue was using a holy-grade move, even if he had only grasped some of its essence.

Mountain Breaking Palm!

He unleashed his top-level fist technique without reservation, his martial energy striking like thunder, colliding with Feng Yin Yue, producing a thunderous boom.

Both let out a闷humph and their figures separated.

"Don't think you can escape!"

Feng Yin Yue used the holy-grade remnant move, pursuing the one-eyed leader.

The two figures, one chasing and one fleeing, continued to fight in the forest.

Among the young geniuses of the Heavenly Guard Camp, only Lei Zuo and Zhao Feng could勉强keep up.

"If we can kill this bandit leader, we can earn at least twenty battle points."

Zhao Feng pushed the "Drifting Lingdu" technique to its limit, his peak sixth-level cultivation also radiating...

Lei Zuo, the second-ranked among the Ten Heavenly Guards, also pursued from another direction.

Soon, several figures disappeared into the depths of the forest, leaving behind a group of young geniuses who could only sigh in admiration.

"Who is Zhao Feng? His strength doesn't seem weaker than Lei Zuo's."

Some young geniuses discussed.

Lu Xiaoyun and Li Ziwen exchanged glances, both showing shock in their eyes.

Before setting out, they had mocked Zhao Feng's team, but they never expected his strength to be so formidable.

On the other side.

Zhao Feng and Lei Zuo, from two directions, surrounded and pursued the one-eyed leader.

The one-eyed leader, entangled by Feng Yin Yue, found it difficult to escape.

Feng Yin Yue had comprehended a holy-grade remnant move, a movement technique, making his speed even slightly faster than the one-eyed leader's.

"Youngster, don't push me too far!"

The one-eyed leader roared, using some secret technique to drastically increase his martial energy, which was astonishingly fierce.

Mountain Breaking Infinite!

The one-eyed leader unleashed an unprecedented powerful move, the fierce martial energy like a mountain's rumble, creating a strong energy ripple that collided with Feng Yin Yue.

Boom!

Feng Yin Yue's figure trembled, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, flying dozens of meters away, rolling to the ground.

Die!

The one-eyed leader, suppressing the blood in his throat, attacked Feng Yin Yue.

"Bad!"

A dark silver figure, hidden in the forest, let out a low cry, which was none other than the hidden Guangjun Guard.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, an arrow with a green trace traced an incredible trajectory, piercing through the one-eyed leader's protective martial energy, hitting his leg.

"Ah!"

The one-eyed leader grunted, his leg tingling, almost falling from the air.

That arrow hit a vital point on his leg; if not for his deep cultivation and martial energy, it would have paralyzed his lower body.

"Damn brat!"

The one-eyed leader rolled in the air several times, again channeling his fierce martial energy, and fled into the distance.

Zhao Feng's divine arrow, naturally using the "Left Divine Arrow Technique," not only resolved Feng Yin Yue's crisis but also forced the one-eyed leader to flee in panic.

"Be careful!"

Feng Yin Yue glanced at Zhao Feng and Lei Zuo, sitting cross-legged to recover from his injuries.

Soon.

Only Zhao Feng and Lei Zuo remained in the forest, surrounding the one-eyed leader from two sides.

However, the one-eyed leader's speed was too fast, his fierce martial energy making his already astonishing speed even greater.

But Zhao Feng clearly saw that the one-eyed leader was at the end of his strength.

His left eye captured the one-eyed leader's internal condition, revealing that the fierce martial energy, enhanced through secret techniques, had damaged several meridians and organs.

"Damn, this kid is like a persistent ghost!"

The one-eyed leader gritted his teeth.

His speed was fast, and he used the complex and familiar terrain, but he could not shake off Zhao Feng in a short time.

Instead, Zhao Feng gradually closed the distance.

"Since that's the case..."

The one-eyed leader's eyes flashed with a fierce light, took a deep breath, and sat cross-legged, calming his fierce martial energy and quickly taking a pill.

After a dozen breaths, Zhao Feng appeared about two to three hundred meters away.

Twang! Whoosh!

Zhao Feng drew the Golden Thread Bow, using the "Left Divine Arrow Technique."

In today's battles, the "Left Divine Arrow Technique" had shone in actual combat, threatening a seventh-level master with his sixth-level cultivation.

"Brat, die—"

The one-eyed leader suppressed his injuries, breaking the arrow with a palm, and pounced on Zhao Feng.

Twang! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhao Feng quickly drew the Golden Thread Bow, firing three arrows, which seemed to cut through the air like lightning.

Not only that, each of the three arrows followed different trajectories, directions, and times, breaking through the one-eyed leader's protective martial energy.

Die!

The one-eyed leader broke one arrow with a palm, barely dodged the second arrow by tilting his body, and was very close to Zhao Feng.

Whoosh!

Another arrow grazed his shoulder, causing his body to tingle slightly.

The one-eyed leader's eyes showed a fierce, victorious smile.

As long as he could get close to Zhao Feng, he was confident he could kill him instantly, even at a cost.

Pointing Star Finger!

The youth in his field of vision, instead of retreating, advanced, emitting a highly condensed martial energy aura.

In that moment, Zhao Feng's peak sixth-level cultivation, far surpassing his peers in condensed martial energy, unleashed its full power.

Whoosh!

A green aura, like a needle, swirled at Zhao Feng's fingertip, like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

This was clearly a strike beyond the sixth level, the "Pointing Star Finger" reaching the fourth level, even approaching the peak of the fourth level.

Wind Following Style!

Zhao Feng integrated the finger technique and movement into the wind, tracing an unpredictable trajectory, approaching the one-eyed leader at an incredible speed.

The one-eyed leader, just recovering from the tingling sensation, with a fierce smile, saw this and his pupils instantly constricted.

Pfft—

A star-like green finger energy, traveling a meter or two through the air, struck the one-eyed leader's forehead.

Puff!

The one-eyed leader's body stiffened, a blood hole appearing on his forehead, his eyes showing a look of shock and panic, before his spirit faded...

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