The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 880 Midway Ambush, Black Feather Bone Mask (Bonus Chapter for 2000 Monthly Tickets)
Beishan is adjacent to a branch of the Heiming Mountain Range, with its peaks being uniquely majestic and its mountain ranges stretching endlessly.

This phenomenon is even more pronounced near Beishan Pass.

Sensing the fighting in the mountains, Chen Ping'an sensed it with his divine sense and lowered his eyes.

His spiritual foundation was exceptionally strong. Even with spontaneous perception, he could sense situations that most senior celestial beings could not perceive.

However, the detailed perception under a clear purpose and the perception under spontaneous circumstances are ultimately different.

Compared to the latter, the former is more detailed and can detect more complete details.

With his divine sense, Chen Ping'an quickly saw the situation inside the mountain range below.

"How dare you! Who are you, a lowly villain, to lay a hand on my Fang family!"

A dignified, red-faced old man glared ahead and shouted in a loud voice.

Behind the old man stood seven or eight figures, each wielding a different weapon, their bodies radiating spiritual light. Without exception, they were all martial arts grandmasters.

"The Fang family? Hehehe, I'll kill your Fang family!" A tall, arrogant man with a white bone mask on his face and black mist emanating from his body.

Before they could finish speaking, the group had already started fighting.

The sound was powerful and the space trembled. Lights intertwined and waves of air surged up.

With a sharp, high-pitched screech, a giant black-feathered eagle, with wingspans of four or five zhang (approximately 10-12 meters), appeared out of thin air.

In the blink of an eye, the red-faced old man who had been glaring angrily changed his expression drastically.

"Evil Eagle Bone Face!"

"You only recognize me now?! Too late!" The bone-faced man sneered, and with the help of the black-feathered giant eagle, the sonic shockwave, combined with the bone-faced man's own methods, blasted him into the mountainside.

Bang!
The mountains roared and the boulders rolled.

"not good!"

"It's the Bone Mask of the Evil Bandits! And that Black Feathered Eagle!"

"Call for help immediately!"

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Upon seeing this, the expressions of the several martial arts grandmasters who had been working together changed drastically, their eyes filled with shock.

The Evil Bandit Bone Face, also known as the Evil Eagle Bone Face, is a top-tier evil bandit active in Beishan Prefecture. He is famous throughout the prefecture for robbing and killing several merchant caravans.

Besides his formidable combat power, which was close to that of a top-tier pseudo-celestial being, he also possessed a flying demonic beast with astonishing speed, the Black Feather Giant Eagle, which was at the pinnacle of the third tier.

With this advantage, by the time the martial arts master arrived, the opponent had already escaped.

Unexpectedly, they met today.

"I'll hold him off! We must quickly go to Daguan for reinforcements!"

The red-faced old man rose into the air from the crater where the mountain had crashed down, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Hold them off?" The bony-faced man sneered. "Overestimating yourself."

"Wow—"

A loud eagle cry was followed by a sonic shockwave that blasted towards them.

Beneath the shockwave lay a deadly sharpness capable of shaking one's very soul. Such an impact might be harmless to a martial arts master with a flawless soul, but for a pseudo-master like the red-faced old man, whose soul was flawed and whose foundation was not yet perfect, it was an immense test and pressure.

"Not a single one of them will escape!"

"The Evil Eagle Bone Mask, a third-tier demonic beast, from the Fang family of Beishan?"

On the spirit boat, Chen Ping'an seemed to be deep in thought, having a clear understanding of the situation within the mountain range.

Unexpectedly, I encountered something like this on my way to my new post. Since it has happened, then...
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Chen Ping'an's gaze sharpened, and his aura changed.

A layer of misty fog appeared, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed from a refined middle-aged man back into his elegant and handsome appearance.

Chen Ping'an flashed out of the spirit boat. With a wave of his hand, he put the spirit boat away.

Looking at the Thousand Machine Bag, which was almost full after accepting the spirit boat, Chen Ping'an's gaze narrowed slightly, and his desire for the Myriad Spirit Bag grew even stronger.

It was only because he possessed a considerable number of Thousand-Mechanism Bags, most of which were of high quality, that he could achieve this. Normally, even a few more items like spirit boats wouldn't be enough.

Even so, storing various resources separately is really inconvenient during intense battles.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Ping'an was already speeding towards the mountain range below.

Previously, he had concealed his aura within the spirit boat through the fluctuations of a protective barrier. But now, with his deliberate intention, his appearance was naturally sensed and known by everyone below immediately.

"who?"

The tall, bony-faced man was the first to notice Chen Ping'an's presence.

The red-faced old man was delighted, but then he also noticed Chen Ping'an's rapidly approaching aura.

It takes a powerful dragon to cross the river. Having noticed the fluctuations below, it still dares to come alone. I'm afraid...
Their combat strength is extraordinary.

In the current situation, they alone are probably no match for Evil Eagle Bone Face. But if they had outside help, the outcome would be very different.

However, before he could feel any joy and call out for help, the expression on his face completely fell.

"Grandmaster?"

The red-faced old man looked astonished; the hope that had risen in his heart was instantly shattered.

The one who sensed it first, even before the red-faced old man, was the bony-faced man, who looked disdainful and sneered repeatedly.

"Someone's courting death." The slight fear he felt vanished the moment he realized the newcomer was just a Grandmaster.

However, he always acted cautiously, and he was never careless when it came to dangerous situations.

Black energy surged around him as he controlled a black-gold scimitar, which, combined with the black-feathered eagle, displayed a fierce and imposing presence.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Fang Xiaozhi, an elder of the Fang family. I have encountered bandits on the road and I humbly request your assistance!"

The red-faced old man's robes were tattered, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth. In the midst of the fierce battle, he cried out for help.

"The bandits are powerful. Please go to Daguan to seek help as soon as possible. My family will repay your kindness in a great way."

Although he no longer had any expectations for the other party's cultivation level, the red-faced old man still held out hope for their help.

They were all trapped here, while the enemy was not involved in the battle and was even further away. If they wanted to, they could probably rush to Beishan Pass to deliver the message.

If they can hold out long enough, they will have a chance to survive this ordeal.

However, before he could even finish speaking and before the other party could react, the bone-faced man's cold laughter rang out.

"A plea for help? Do you think I don't exist?"

Whoosh!
The skeletal man pointed a finger, and a black light pierced the air, attacking the figure in the distance.

"Since you're here, don't leave!"

"Fellow Daoist, be careful!" the red-faced old man exclaimed, and tried to intercept him.

However, before he could do anything, a fierce attack struck, leaving him no time to protect himself.

Damn it!

The old man was furious, but could only watch helplessly as his last glimmer of hope vanished.

The Evil Eagle Bone Face is extremely famous, and its combat power is second only to the top pseudo-celestial beings. Even without using divine weapons, the power of a casual finger strike is something that ordinary grandmasters cannot withstand.

But the reality was beyond the red-faced old man's expectations. The newcomer reached out and blocked the ray of black light with a single palm strike.

"Fellow Daoist, hurry and report the news!" The red-faced old man's expression instantly lit up with joy.

Several people around also showed surprise and joy.

"It's been blocked!"

"There's a chance!"

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"what?"

The bone-faced man let out a soft exclamation, somewhat surprised by the other party's reaction.

His finger strike, though delivered while he was distracted and didn't use any secret techniques, contained a soul-piercing attack that even a highly experienced martial arts grandmaster would likely find difficult to withstand. Unexpectedly, the newcomer was a grandmaster of immense power.

just
What good is superior combat power?
They'll still die!

hum~
The skeletal man's brow lit up, and black energy surged forth. At the same moment, the giant black-feathered eagle spread its wings, creating a brief respite, and let out a sharp cry.

Although its power was not as great as the move that sent the red-faced old man flying, it was still an absolute catastrophe for a Grandmaster.

"Not good!" The red-faced old man's expression changed drastically.

He never expected that, despite being entangled by so many of them, the Evil Eagle Bone Mask would still be able to spare so much energy to target the person coming from afar.

That person is likely in grave danger after that attack.

Upon realizing this, the old man couldn't help but curse inwardly. Why did he still come when he had been warned?!
Wouldn't it be a better choice to simply flee far away and seek help from Beishan Pass?

The Evil Eagle Bone Face is powerful, and the battle is beyond the reach of a mere martial arts grandmaster like him!
The eagle cried out, and black light surged. The bone-faced man was confident that with this strike, the newcomer would merely be reduced to dust. Once he severely injured the old man before him, the current situation would be perfectly settled.

The remaining grandmasters couldn't cause any trouble at all.

Just as the man with the skeletal face was so certain, he suddenly felt a raging storm and thunder.

The next moment, a sharp blade of light arrived, dazzling and brilliant, like a whirlwind sweeping across the land.

"This is."

The skeletal man was greatly shocked, feeling a power that made him tremble.

boom!
The endless sound waves were all swallowed up by the surging tremors.

Rumble~
The violent impact caused mountains to topple, large cliffs to collapse, and boulders to melt away in the aftershocks as they rolled down.

The giant ginseng tree, its roots intertwined with the earth's veins, appeared so insignificant under the force of this immense fluctuation. It collapsed along with the mountain, turning into countless fragments of wood, dissolving in the tremor.

The violent aftershocks reverberated, affecting the surrounding mountains as well.

Further away, giant trees rustled and trembled, their branches and leaves falling.

Under the terrifying aftershocks of a powerful strike that brought one close to the pinnacle of martial arts, even a mountain-like formation becomes as fragile as rotten wood.

The mountain's grandeur is enough to make ordinary people marvel at its magnificence and ordinary practitioners struggle to climb it, but in such a scene, one can only tremble and prostrate oneself.

This scene, like the mighty force of nature, trembled those who experienced it and terrified those who heard about it.

Bang!
A grandmaster was thrown back by the aftershock and crashed heavily onto the shattered rocks.

Even the grandmasters trembled with fear.

The immense sonic boom left them unable to open their eyes, rendering their probing spiritual abilities utterly useless amidst the chaotic turmoil of spiritual energy.

"This is..." The red-faced old man stared blankly at the scene before him, muttering to himself.

"Screech—" A hawk's cry rang out, its shriek filled with high-pitched anger.

Amidst the chaotic chaos and endless dust, a black-feathered eagle spread its wings and took flight, with a tall man sitting atop its back.

Evil Eagle Bone Face!

The man was no longer the spirited man he once was. He was disheveled, his clothes were torn, revealing his dark armor underneath, his bones were shattered, and most of his face was pale.

The man with the skeletal face was shaken by the "cut," his eyes filled with horror and trembling.

Beneath the blade's gleam, the blade's momentum surged, its intent swirling, enough to sever his soul and will.

这 是
It is powerful enough to suppress even the strongest pseudo-celestial beings!

Even compared to the legendary pseudo-celestial being, it is probably not inferior.

At this moment, he had no desire to continue the fight.

He sat atop the black-feathered eagle, wanting nothing more than to leave this place as quickly as possible.

His ability to thrive within the territory of Beishan Prefecture and rise to prominence among the many cultivators is not solely due to his rank and combat strength, but also to his courage to leave at will and be willing to bear the sunk costs.

If things are hopeless, flee ten thousand miles away!
With the Black Feathered Eagle and its top-tier third-order speed, it could easily dominate the heavens and earth.

If one were to activate a secret technique to unleash one's bloodline endowment, even a celestial being would likely find it extremely troublesome.

As a flying demon beast, his spirit pet, the Black Feathered Eagle, possesses sufficient mobility and agility, and in terms of endurance, it is unmatched by ordinary secret techniques.

Whoosh!
The black-feathered eagle, with its large wings spread, stirred up gusts of wind and transformed into a black whirlwind, shooting off into the distance.

"Want to go?"

Chen Ping'an smiled, his body shimmering with azure light, and holding the Heavenly Meteor Frost Star Blade, he chased after it into the distance.

The red-faced old man stared blankly at the scene before him, almost dumbfounded.

Whoosh!
Black feathers flapped their wings with astonishing speed, like a black gust of wind rushing past.

As the wind pressure drops, it presses down on the mountain peaks, making them appear lush and green.

"They've caught up?" The skeletal man glanced at the light behind him.

Under his spiritual senses, the man in the green robe, as if taking a leisurely stroll, approached him with the Star Cold Longsword in hand.

"How could this be?" Upon seeing this, the bony-faced man's eyes widened in horror, and his mind trembled violently.

A pseudo-celestial being, his path to enlightenment is hopeless. Apart from seeking that rare and unpredictable opportunity, he has invested nearly half of his wealth in the black-feathered eagle beneath him over the years.

With careful nurturing, his spirit pet's inner core imprint was fully engraved, and it was only one step away from condensing its spirit and taking human form.

Given his innate bloodline, his speed of escape, if not unparalleled by any celestial being, is probably unmatched by most.

At the very least, he is not someone a martial arts grandmaster could catch up to.

But now.
The bony-faced man's aura surged, and his mind trembled.

"Who will it be?"

Whether it was the fatal blow or the incredible speed at which the opponent fled, both indicated that the opponent was extremely unusual.

Such combat power is undoubtedly among the most formidable!
Who could have imagined that a premeditated move, which was supposed to be a major event, would encounter such a formidable opponent?

"No!" The bony-faced man trembled, his pale face revealing an unwavering determination in his eyes.

"No matter who it is, they can't take my life!"

"My fate is my own to decide!"

hum~
With a flash of black light, a white jade bone bottle appeared in front of the bone-faced man. The bottle cap was lifted, and a red pill was poured out.

He took the red pill and shoved it into the mouth of the black-feathered eagle.

A loud cry was heard, and the black-feathered eagle underwent a strange change.

On the thick, black feathers covering his body, streaks of blood appeared, his aura became violent, and his speed increased by more than 30%.

The situation, which had been gradually converging between the two sides, was instantly reversed.

The speed difference between the Black Feathered Eagle and the others began to widen little by little.

Under such circumstances, it wouldn't be long before he was able to completely shake off the pursuers.

He was seriously injured and will need to recuperate properly once he recovers.

另外
The losses of this time will be made up for next time!

The skeletal man felt reassured, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

But before the joy in his eyes could fully spread, a streak of light shot out from behind, and a calm, indifferent voice rang in his ears.

What are you expecting?

next moment!
A flash of light, and the skeletal man's head was severed, his expression frozen in an indescribable terror.
That belated gasp of shock.

"What!?"

"Wow—"

The eagle's cry was mournful, filled with despair and bloodshed across the sky.

Under the ultimate blade light, the black-feathered eagle, whose true mark was perfectly engraved and which was at the peak of the third tier, had its originally sharp, cold star-like and fiery eyes dim instantly, receding like the surging sea until it returned to silence.

A battle, in a way that no one could have predicted, came to an end so easily.

The bandits of Beishan, who robbed and robbed cultivators, and the evil eagle with a bone-like face, have been executed!
(End of this chapter)