Frontier Army Warrior

His goal was to lure the two of them down the mountain.

Both of these guys are high-level cultivators, even among the top high-level cultivators. Without the help of the Broken Sword, each of them would face a tough and protracted battle.

Therefore, when choosing a battlefield, it is best to be as far away from the Sword-Shaped Gate's base as possible.

He couldn't let Gao Zhengqing and Mu Qianyang, who had rushed back, discover his whereabouts.

Lin Feng's consciousness could scan Ji Fengxing and the other person, so naturally they could also track Lin Feng's whereabouts.

Upon noticing Lin Feng turn and run, the two immediately sped up.

One pursued directly along the way, while the other drew a large circle, following Lin Feng's escape route, preparing to intercept him ahead.

The two sides began to race.

Lin Feng didn't run back, but instead made a sharp turn and moved closer to Duan Li.

He intends to deal with the weak first, then confront the strong, defeating them one by one.

Although Lin Feng's skill had improved considerably, he was still not confident that he could fight two high-level cultivators without the broken sword.

Three figures swept across the treetops like lightning, moving several times faster than eagles.

Lin Feng continuously improved his driving technique, pushing the speed of his Mercedes to its limit. From the sky, his speed appeared to be slightly faster than the other two.

This is also the source of Lin Feng's confidence in directly attracting two high-level cultivators to come down the mountain.

The previous plan was not to meet the two of them so easily.

Ji Fengxing, the leader of the Sword Formation Sect, is most proud of his speed, not only his Finger Wind Sword Technique, but also his lightning-fast movements, which are famous throughout the cultivation world.

Once his consciousness locks onto someone, almost no one can escape his pursuit.

But during this chase, doubts began to creep into his mind.

How could Lin Feng possibly have such speed?

At most, he's a mid-level cultivator, a rogue cultivator in the cultivation world. For him to run at such a speed, he must be a prodigy.

In Ji Fengxing's mind, Lin Feng's figure was like a swordfish in the water, piercing through the rippling surface and moving swiftly forward, as if there were no obstacles in front of him.

In less than an hour, Lin Feng's image gradually became blurred in Ji Fengxing's consciousness.

Ji Fengxing understood that this was because the other person was faster than him and was about to break out of his mental lock-on range.

As Ji Fengxing raced forward at top speed, his brow furrowed. He pushed his speed to the limit, charging forward frantically, trying to break through his own limits.

However, Lin Feng's figure swayed east and west in front of him, not looking like he was on the right track, and he kept widening the distance between them.

Another half hour passed, and Ji Fengxing completely lost sight of the other party.

He stopped charging forward in despair.

If you don't have a goal, don't chase after it blindly; otherwise, you'll only get further and further away from your goal.

He was trying to figure out which direction Lin Feng was going to run in.

why?

Why did Lin Feng appear behind Hidden Pillar Peak and then desperately flee?

Is this a diversionary tactic?

Ji Fengxing wasn't stupid; he understood Lin Feng's intention: to lure him down the mountain so he could avoid Hidden Pillar Peak.

Did Lin Feng know that the other two major sects would return soon?

Or perhaps he has already evaded the pursuit of Master Gao and Master Mu?

No one knows the Taihang Mountains better than Ji Fengxing, but the problem is that Lin Feng is unfamiliar with the area.

If one analyzes based on experience and knows where they should go, but Lin Feng is just blindly stumbling around, wouldn't that be going in the opposite direction?

Ji Fengxing stood atop a tall tree, his mind in turmoil.

He dared not stray too far from the mountain gate, fearing that Lin Feng would turn back and storm the gate, leaving him no time to rescue him.

I wonder how things are going with Duan Li.

Lin Feng was very pleased with himself; he had finally gotten rid of Ji Fengxing through his own strength.

The next step should be to go around in circles and deal with Duan Li.

He had originally been heading in Duan Li's direction, but after going in a big circle, he believed that if he continued running forward, he would encounter Duan Li, who was preparing to intercept him.

In such a remote mountain forest, even with conscious scanning, finding a person would be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Lin Feng's success was purely based on luck; he only knew Duan Li's general direction.

He searched for a long time in the mountains and forests but couldn't find Duan Li. He had no choice but to land by a stream.

They can stall for time, but we can't afford to.

We still need to find a way to separate the two high-level cultivators from the Sword Formation Sect and then eliminate them one by one.

Lin Feng's judgment was wrong. He did not expect that Ji Fengxing, the leader of the Sword Formation Sect, and Elder Duan Li were both very anxious.

The broken sword, a treasure of Lin Feng, is now in the hands of one of the three major sects. Lin Feng has become the only key to activate the treasure, and he is just as important as the treasure.

Therefore, whoever controls Lin Feng first will be qualified to exchange him with the sect that possesses the most valuable treasure, thus gaining the initiative and preventing them from falling behind other sects.

Rankings in the cultivation world are not useless; on the contrary, they are very important.

Cultivation also requires a lot of resources: first, the allocation of rare and precious materials; second, the competition for talent; and third, the right to speak.

The sect ranked first always occupies the largest share.

Therefore, Ji Fengxing was eager to find Lin Feng, and ideally capture him and put him under his control.

If all else fails, destroy it; if you can't have it, no one else should be able to use it.

As an elder of the Sword Form Sect, Duan Li was naturally of one mind with the sect leader. In addition, he had been crippled by Lin Feng, and his hatred ran deep. His desire to find Lin Feng was even more urgent.

The three people flew around aimlessly in the vast forest like headless flies.

Lin Feng ran to the back of Hidden Pillar Peak, but he wouldn't go up the mountain because he couldn't take the girl away without dealing with the two high-level cultivators.

He was just testing the other party's limits.

Sure enough, despite Ji Fengxing and Duan Li's aimless search at the foot of the mountain, they dared not stray too far from Yinzhu Peak; they needed to maintain a distance that would allow them to return in time.

Lin Feng had just approached the mountain peak less than three miles away when Duan Li's blurry figure appeared in his mind.

Without the Broken Sword's long-range detection capabilities, Duan Li became aware of Lin Feng's presence as soon as Lin Feng sensed him.

Lin Feng turned and ran, while Duan Li quickly sprinted in this direction.

Duan Li chased after him frantically, while Lin Feng's escape speed was much slower than before. He seemed to be running for his life, but he never escaped Duan Li's mental lock-on range.

The two pursued and fled, getting further and further away from Hidden Pillar Peak.

Moreover, the distance between the two sides is gradually closing.

After running for over a hundred miles, Duan Li finally caught up with Lin Feng.

The two were about five zhang apart. Duan Li flew forward, leaping from Lin Feng's side to the front, and turned to stare coldly at Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, you can't escape. Since you dared to come, you should be prepared to die."

Lin Feng sighed: "Elder Duan, why is a disabled person running around so busily? Does the Sword Form Sect have no one left?"

Duan Li's face turned red; he hated it most when people talked about his disability.

He always hid his severed arm in the wide sleeves of his robe, never showing it to anyone.

This was his shame, and even more so, a wound to his soul.

A high-level cultivator, at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, had his arm severed by a low-level rogue cultivator.

The key point is that this low-level rogue cultivator is still alive and kicking, and every night, he makes it difficult for Duan Li to calm down; it's a deep-seated hatred.