Deep into the night, Qingshi Bridge!
The fierce winds howled, the heavens and earth surged, thunder erupted intensively, shaking the mountains and rivers.
However, in the midst of Qingshi Bridge, surrounded tightly by seventy or eighty players, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded!
"Roar!!!!!"
A deep and authoritative Lion Roar burst forth from the mouth of the robust big man standing proudly on Qingshi Bridge, transforming into visible sound waves that forcefully struck the players who couldn’t dodge in ti.
In an instant, a group of players scread, their Qi-Blood crazily plumting. Many fell imdiately, turning into white light and vanishing, leaving behind piles of clothing and weapons.
So players, with a powerful will to survive, quickly consud potions and used their Qinggong to flee, but before they could escape the range of the sonic waves, their blood bars dropped to zero, and they perished.
"Get lost, all of you!..."
Jiang Dali inhaled deeply and bellowed a second ti, the Lion Roar sonic waves even stirring up the ground’s leaves, dust, and even pebbles into the air, and exploding in all directions, shredding so tree branches and leaves as well.
The surviving players, struck by the pebbles and shockwaves of the sonic waves from a distance, burst into clouds of blood mist and their faces turned pale as their blood bars plumted.
So, enraged, simply turned around and fought desperately, only to imdiately dissolve into white light and disappear.
Others exerted all their strength in a frantic escape, barely managing to flee beyond the range of the sonic impulses before their blood bars emptied, feeling dizzy, weak in their limbs—a mix of gratitude for surviving and fear of what had just happened.
"Which expert is causing disturbances here so late at night?"
Just then.
An incredibly powerful voice suddenly exploded in the air from afar, its volu nearly matching the intensity of the Lion Roar Skill.
Imdiately afterward, a figure using Qinggong soared quickly through the air, landing abruptly with eyes sharp as lightning on Jiang Dali, his face turning solemn, "Is it you?"
The person, indeed, was Qiao Feng.
Jiang Dali, having halted his rampant Lion Roar Skill that cleared the area, stared at the arriving Qiao Feng and smirked, "Correct, besides this village chief, I doubt anyone else would be uncouth enough to disturb people’s dreams at night."
Qiao Feng, narrowing his eyes and frowning, raised his hand and asked, "What brings you to Qingshi Bridge now? Could it be that you and Duan Zhengchun, the Prince Zhen Nan of Dali, are also acquainted? Did he ask you to et on his behalf?"
"Hahaha." Jiang Dali scoffed disdainfully, "Duan Zhengchun, command ?
Even if he beca the Emperor of Dali, he wouldn’t be worth ntioning.
I’m here to challenge you. Once you et Duan Zhengchun, you’ll have to fight ."
Qiao Feng’s brow furrowed, his thoughts racing, "This man must be one of those rare Martial Arts fanatics in the Martial World, going through great lengths just to clash with .
With his arrogant and domineering nature, he might disrupt my revenge later if I don’t agree to his challenge. Although I can defeat him, getting tangled with him could lead to Duan Zhengchun escaping, which would be troubleso."
With this thought, Qiao Feng clasped his fists to Jiang Dali, "Since you are not here for Duan Zhengchun, I kindly ask you to step aside for now. After I settle my grudge with Duan Zhengchun, I will willingly engage with you to the end."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Dali grinned, "That’s what I was waiting for."
With that said, Jiang Dali crossed his arms over his chest, turned around, and his Black Cloak swayed with the wind as he stepped aside to stand under the shadow of a tree by Qingshi Bridge.
At that mont looking to the Big Dipper, it was still the second period of the night, not yet the third period when Qiao Feng and Duan Zhengchun were supposed to et.
Looking to the northwest, the sky was covered with dark clouds, with occasional flashes of lightning breaking through, illuminating the wilderness brightly. Phosphorescent lights quivered in the distant cetery, rolling through the grass, creating a chilling and oppressive atmosphere.
Jiang Dali and Qiao Feng thus fell silent for the mont, waiting for ti to pass.
Throughout his life, Qiao Feng had faced countless life-threatening challenges in his appointnts with others.
But tonight, unusually, he felt uneasy, lacking his usual resolute and decisive vigor.
Thinking of this, he inadvertently thought of Azhu, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile, "Indeed, in the past, I was alone and unattached, but now with Azhu, it seems I really am softened by love, less the hero."
He concentrated, calmly breathing rhythmically, his Spirit Platform clear and his mind gradually calming down.
So surviving players from afar, watching the situation on Qingshi Bridge, were all in anxious desperation, feeling both hatred and fear towards Jiang Dali, who was enshrouded in dark aura by the tree.
Originally, so had hoped to inform Qiao Feng upon eting him that the Black Wind Village ChiefAsyncResult had already captured Duan Zhengchun, aiming to complete or trigger so task.
If they could trigger or complete a task from Qiao Feng, that would truly be a good deed.
However, with the Black Wind Village Chief as the formidable barrier, no one dared to approach within 500 ters of Qingshi Bridge to inform him.
On the Jianghu Forum, a group of players killed by the Black Wind Village Chief cursed and condemned the overbearing and brutal actions of the Black Wind Village Chief.
Initially, these posts indeed drew sympathy and shared indignation from many players.
However, soon, different voices erged.
"The Black Wind Village Chief was never a kind person; otherwise, he wouldn’t be a mountain bandit leader. Besides, he had already issued a warning before driving you out. If you didn’t heed the warning and provoked him, it’s your fault, not his for not taking him seriously."
"Exactly, speaking politely and you don’t listen, who can you bla?"
"Be clear about the background of the Black Wind Village Chief; this master isn’t running a Charity Hall; he acts unrestrainedly and from the heart. You didn’t listen to good advice and got a harsh response; isn’t that normal?"
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