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His consciousness gently caressed the bell, feeling the wails of its inherent nature.

A moment later.

Liang Hui, who was leaning against a pile of herbs, opened his eyes.

The Flowing Light Bell was somewhat damaged, but the martial arts classics he had gained from entering the dream.

It was finally a piece of good news amid a sea of bad.

The martial arts classic practiced by the Chen Family was called “Fire Monkey Fist,” a bone refining martial art created by imitating the Exotic Beast Fire Monkey.

Such martial arts were very suitable for him, and it wouldn’t take long for his fist technique to advance further.

He walked towards the carriage and started practicing the newly grasped Fire Monkey Fist by the fire, quickly transitioning from clumsy to proficient.

About an hour passed.

Only then did Liang Hui return to the carriage, place the spear and bow beside him and began to rest.

Jiao Yue slowly fell.

Suddenly, the earth trembled slightly, and the sound of horse hooves could faintly be heard.

Liang Hui, who was resting, opened his eyes, grabbed the spear, shouldered the bow and arrows, and quickly stepped out of the carriage.

He stabbed the spear into the ground and stood with the bow at the ready.

A figure in a green robe and wearing a ghost-face mask rode hard towards him.

However, the woman now compared to how she appeared at sunset was much more disheveled.

The long-handled hammer she had been carrying was gone, and her green clothes and the white horse she rode were stained with a lot of blood—I couldn’t tell if it was her enemies’ or her own.

At the moment, the woman’s eyes also showed surprise; she hadn’t expected that by deliberately changing directions, she would still run into the stranger before her.

Those people would not let any living soul on the road escape.

With a low sigh in her heart, she shouted,

“Run!”

“Run? Where can you run to?”

Wild laughter accompanied by the sound of numerous hooves approached.

Figures on horseback emerged from the shadows; some wore tattered beast robes, others dressed in commoner’s clothing, and still others in black iron armor covered with rust.

Such attire was familiar to Liang Hui—they were bandits who gathered together in the wilderness.

Bonded by might and driven by the desperation of the destitute, they ruthlessly burned, killed, and plundered, fearless in the face of death.

He knew the situation today could not end well.

“I’ll hold them off for a moment; you run first. Forget the carriage and just take the horse,” the woman said quickly.

Without waiting for Liang Hui to respond, she drew two small hammers from the horse and charged head-on into the fray.

But in such an ambush, there was no chance for Liang Hui to escape alone.

He drew an arrow, nocked it.

The bow was drawn full circle.

Shoot!

As the woman in green began her attack, an arrow sliced through the night sky and shot out from a bandit’s chest.

Bang!

The bandit fell from his horse, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A light flashed in the woman’s eyes as if she saw a chance to survive.

“Archers!”

“Kill them!”

“Kill!”

In the ferocious roars, one warhorse after another accelerated under their masters’ urging, charging forward.

Under such momentum, neither Liang Hui nor the woman in green showed much change beneath their masks.

The hammer-wielding palm, the bow-holding hand, as steady as ever.

Thwish!

Another arrow sliced through the night sky, killing a horse bandit.

At this time, several horse bandits, led by two iron-clad Great Han warriors, engaged the woman in green.

With a swing of his hammer, the iron-clad warrior wielding an anti-cavalry sword was forced back, along with his horse.

The other hammer merely grazed a nearby bandit and both man and horse spat blood and fell, motionless.

At this moment, a few more horse bandits charged from the other side.

Whiz! Whiz!

Two arrows pierced through chests, killing horse bandits.

The woman in green, who was about to face a sword head-on, glanced at the figure standing with a bow behind her.

She charged forward even more recklessly.

The brutal melee continued, with the horse bandits’ numbers rapidly dwindling.

Each time an arrow cut through the night, it sent chills down their spines, freezing their actions.

The more the woman in green fought, the more exhilarating she found it.

The two burly men contending with the woman in green exchanged glances. Then one of them, leading several others, desperately charged at the woman.

The other spurred his horse towards Liang Hui.

The youth, with a calm gaze, watched the formidable black-armored warrior pull out a black armor-piercing arrow soaked in ink from his quiver.

He nocked the bow, drew the string.

Shoot!

This arrow was silent, nearly blending into the night itself.

One moment the arrow was on the bow, the next it was at the warrior’s head.

Ah!

Flaming inner Qi coated his head, desperately trying to dodge.

His forehead and ears burned, but the black-armored warrior almost wanted to laugh out loud—he had survived.

Thwish!

Another pitch-black arrow directly split the warrior’s neck in half.

“Is this a burst of potential?”

Liang Hui, recalling the arrow that was dodged moments earlier, laughed carelessly.

He walked closer to the battlefield while drawing the bowstring, shooting deadly arrows.

At this distance, with such speed and the woman in green’s entanglement, those horse bandits didn’t even have a chance to flee.

In a short time, the ground was covered with corpses.

Liang Hui and the woman in green, one in front and one behind, trapped the sole surviving black-armored warrior between them.

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They locked gazes.

The next moment, a green glow enveloped the youth’s palm, rushing towards the black-armored warrior.

On the other side, dark inner Qi surged in the woman’s hammer-wielding hand, advancing with speed not inferior to Liang Hui’s.

Crack! Bam!

In just an instant, the enemy’s head flew off, his torso collapsed, and he lay resting there.

“Divine Soldiers Valley, Tang Tang, thank you for your life-saving grace,” Tang Tang said, bowing with fist in hand in thanks.

“Loose Cultivator, Tai Yi.”

He paused, then continued, “I was merely saving myself.”

As he spoke, he walked back to the cart, pulling out a long spear stuck in the ground.

Turning around, he looked back at Tang Tang, who stood still.

“Are there any horse bandits still alive?” Since they had begun killing, they might as well finish it cleanly.

Hearing this, Tang Tang thought for a moment and then, pointing at the remains of the black-armored warrior, responded:

“There might be some underlings left, but the three leaders are dead.”

“Where?”

“I’ll take you there; there are indeed some ends that need to be tied up,” the woman in green said, clearly hearing the intent to kill in the youth’s words.

It wasn’t that she thought differently about the masked man’s intense killing aura; after all, she too was someone who believed in thoroughly eradicating evil.

After cleaning up the battlefield,

Liang Hui drove the carriage, and Tang Tang rode her snow-white horse, heading towards the village they had come from.