Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1261 Repeatedly Beaten

Gui Ju was initially on guard against Lin Feng's counterattack, but to his surprise, Lin Feng remained unmoved, allowing Gui Ju to grab the broken sword in his hand.

Gui Ju was overjoyed. It was so easy! He had wasted several days waiting outside.

Now that they had the treasure in hand, Lin Feng's life or death was no longer important. Before leaving, Gui Ju kicked Lin Feng in the chest.

With a bang, Lin Feng was kicked out of the thatched hut like a ball and flew into the air.

Gui Ju was even more pleased with himself, realizing that everything had come to him effortlessly.

He turned around, pushed off with his legs, and was about to leap away.

Unexpectedly, just as his inner energy was about to be released, a sharp gust of wind swept in from behind.

Gui Ju knew it was either Yan Su or Duan Li, so he didn't bother to leap over and dodged the attack from behind.

Duan Li missed his first strike, but his body had already darted into the thatched hut. His feet landed on the ground, and he turned around again to throw a punch at Gui Ju.

Gui Ju sneered. The two of them were evenly matched to begin with, and now that he had the broken sword in his hand, why should he be afraid of him?

With his remaining hand, he gripped the broken sword, and with a casual flick, a flash of cold light appeared.

Startled, Duan Li quickly withdrew his hand and kicked out instantly.

Gui Ju swung his sword down again, but the thatched hut behind him suddenly shattered, and Yan Su pounced from behind, his palm whistling as it struck his back.

With one arm severed, Gui Ju's body could no longer move as nimbly as before. He had no choice but to abandon his plan to cut Duan Li and instead lunged forward to dodge Yan Su's deadly palm strike.

He dodged Yan Su's palm strike, but not Duan Li's kick, which grazed his hip and brushed against him.

As an elder of the Sword Formation Sect, Duan Li's every attack was like a sharp sword, incredibly ruthless.

With just that one movement, Guiju felt as if his hip bone was about to break, and in fright, he rolled over and scurried out of the thatched hut.

The other two wouldn't let him leave, attacking from two directions simultaneously.

Gui Ju was already unable to withstand the attacks of two cultivators of the same level, and with one arm missing, he was even more stretched thin.

Although he held the broken sword, he could not defend against the attacks of two people at the same time.

Seeing that he was about to be injured by the two men, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and throw the broken sword away, rolling on the ground to avoid the deadly attack.

Yan Su and Duan Li's goal was to break the sword, not to hurt anyone. Seeing that the broken sword had left Gui Ju, they quickly turned around and rushed towards it.

Their fists and palms collided in mid-air, sending them flying backward, crashing through the thatched hut and tumbling outside.

The already dilapidated thatched hut collapsed after being disturbed like this, turning into a messy pile of thatch.

The broken sword was buried under the thatch, and the three people began to attack each other, none of them letting the other get close to the broken sword.

Lin Feng was kicked away by Gui Ju, but instead of being injured, he felt a sense of exhilaration.

He knew that his body was full of the newly absorbed true energy, which needed to be slowly refined and integrated.

This exhilarating feeling after being thoroughly beaten is not a first for me; it's also a shortcut to honing the internal energy.

After landing, he flipped over and rushed back towards the battlefield where the three were fighting.

The three old guys were very skilled, while Lin Feng was just a junior. He had just rushed into the battle when he was knocked out by someone.

Then Lin Feng continued to charge into the battle, only to be driven out again.

Charge in again, then fight your way out.

Ignoring Lin Feng's unusual behavior, the three old men continued their fierce battle.

Lin Feng enjoyed it immensely, charging in and striking out, feeling a sense of pleasure and relief after each blow.

In the dead of night, at the foot of Yufu Mountain, four dark figures were writhing about. Only the sound of striking could be heard, but not a human voice.

From a distance, it looks like four birds flapping their wings and colliding violently with each other in a struggle for a fat worm.

Countless trees in the mountains have been broken by the impact.

Originally, the three old guys were all about the same level, and none of them could defeat the others.

Lin Feng was like a ball at the feet of three people, being kicked around, yet he felt no pain or fatigue.

The four fought from nightfall to dawn, but still could not determine a winner, and had no time to retrieve the broken sword.

The three old men finally got really angry and started fighting each other fiercely.

Lin Feng had been sent flying for who knows how many times. Now he lay on the weeds, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, listening to the crackling sounds in his ears, feeling sore all over.

The internal energy that had been expanding within his body had now become much calmer, and much of the restless and chaotic emotion in his mind had been cleared away.

After a while, he propped himself up and looked at the three figures in the distance, still as agile as ever, fighting fiercely against each other.

Lin Feng shook his head: "All those years of training have been for nothing, and three disabled people have beaten him up like this."

He couldn't understand how the three old men felt.

If one's body is crippled, one's skill will inevitably decline, and one might even be ostracized from the center of one's own sect.

However, if one holds the broken sword, not only will the sect pay more attention to them, but they will also gain a dominant position among all the hidden sects.

Therefore, the broken sword became a lifeline for the three of them. Only by risking their lives and obtaining the broken sword could they secure their positions.

Although the three are of similar skill level, there are still differences in their abilities.

After a long and intense struggle, a winner and loser were determined.

Yan Su was clearly a cut above the other two. At this point, Gui Ju had been beaten so badly that he had lost the ability to fight back and could only defend passively.

Duan Li was also panting heavily, with more defense than offense.

Only Yan Su, still possessing the remaining strength, defeated both of them.

Seeing the two lying on the ground, Yan Su didn't kill them all. He just breathed a sigh of relief and looked somewhat excited. He limped over to the pile of weeds and began rummaging through it, looking for the broken sword.

Strangely, the broken sword had disappeared.

Even consciousness couldn't be detected. The thatched hut had collapsed into a pile, and the area wasn't large, but he just couldn't find the broken sword that haunted his dreams.

Yan Su frowned and looked around.

Suddenly, I saw Lin Feng sitting halfway on the ground.

Could it be that this kid took it secretly?

That's impossible. Although they were fighting fiercely, their attention never left the haystack for even a moment.

Moreover, Lin Feng was constantly being attacked by them, and he had no chance to retrieve the broken sword.

It must have been stolen by two of them.

Yan Su's gaze shifted from Lin Feng to Gui Ju and Duan Li, who were lying on the ground.

He hopped over to the two of them.

You can defeat your opponent, but if he searches your body, the damage may not be great, but the humiliation is too strong. Two people would rather die than let him search their bodies.

However, Yan Su wouldn't let them leave in order to obtain the broken sword.

As a result, the three of them started fighting again.

However, Gui Ju and Duan Li knew that if they continued fighting, they would be killed by Yan Su sooner or later, so they simply abandoned the broken sword, mustered their last bit of strength, and turned to run away.

Yan Su saw the two people run off in two different directions and didn't know which one to chase. In the short time he was stunned, the two figures disappeared into the lush forest.

Yan Su sighed, knowing that the broken sword was destined not to follow him; perhaps this situation was fate.

In a flash, she saw Lin Feng sitting there dumbfounded.

Is this kid just sitting there waiting to die instead of running away?

Upon seeing Lin Feng, Yan Su felt the pain of his broken leg and felt a surge of hatred and anger.

He turned around and pounced on Lin Fengfei.