Frontier Army Warrior

After a period of exhausting activity, the two sect leaders finally opened up to each other and reached an agreement.

"Senior Brother Gao, what should we do next?"

Mu Qianyang felt a surge of power instantly and asked urgently.

Gao Zhengqing pondered for a moment: "If Lin Feng arrives at Taihang Mountain before us, he still wouldn't dare to make a move easily, since Ji Fengxing and Duan Li are still guarding the mountain. If you were Lin Feng, how would you act?"

Mu Qianyang frowned and said, "Given Lin Feng's style of doing things, he will probably use this as a ploy to lure Ji Fengxing and Duan Li away from Yinzhu Peak, and then take action to rescue them."

Gao Zhengqing shook his head: "Judging from Lin Feng's series of actions, his sister is not that important to him. He dared to disregard his sister's life and death and come to our sect to kill her. Obviously, he has given up on saving her and his main purpose is to show off."

Mu Qianyang, however, did not see it that way. He sighed.

“Senior Brother Gao, if we look at it from Lin Feng’s perspective, with so many high-level cultivators from the three major sects around, even if he wanted to save people, it would be impossible. He could only show us that he has the ability to cause even greater damage to the hidden sects by killing our two sects.”

Gao Zhengqing blinked.

"He did that."

"Therefore, from this point of view, Lin Feng is not only brave, but also a cut above the rest in terms of planning."

"you mean..."

"He has the ability to rescue his sister."

Their eyes met.

"We don't need to rush. Perhaps we can catch him off guard on his way back..."

Before the words were even finished, the two old foxes from the cultivation world exchanged a knowing smile, their understanding unspoken.

Throughout the night, Lin Feng came to harass him three times, each time making Ji Fengxing extremely nervous, because he discovered that Lin Feng's running speed was getting faster and faster, and the speed seemed to increase with each chase.

Although the increase was not much, it was enough for Ji Fengxing to sense the changes in Lin Feng, which made him feel even more sad.

This kid is too incredible. With such a speed of progress, how can Ji Fengxing, a high-level cultivator known for his speed, possibly survive?

There was another problem that gave him an even bigger headache: overnight, in tension and anxiety, Ji Fengxing's physical strength and energy were greatly depleted.

As the sky brightened, Ji Fengxing relaxed his vigilance slightly. After his true energy returned to his dantian, he felt sore all over and his legs were weak.

My lower back also feels numb and swollen, as if it can't support my body.

If this continues, and Lin Feng does it a couple more times, he'll be bedridden and unable to get up without even having to fight.

Ji Fengxing was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew that Lin Feng was testing his endurance, relying on his youthful body and powerful internal energy to wear down Ji Fengxing's old arms and legs.

While he was feeling lost and confused.

Two second-generation disciples of the Sword Form Sect ran out of the cave and approached the sect leader's cave dwelling.

"Sect Leader, I suggest that the two of us join forces to entangle Lin Feng, and then the Sect Leader can rush over and kill him with his sword."

Ji Fengxing narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the two disciples before him.

Both of them wore expressions of determination.

Two of the second-generation disciples of the Sword Form Sect are still traveling in the mountains and have not yet returned.

There were five people in total. These second-generation disciples stood out from the many third-generation disciples and were considered to be exceptionally talented.

Each of them is a cornerstone of the sect, and it remains to be seen whether a high-level cultivator will emerge from among the five second-generation disciples.

Ji Fengxing pondered to himself that the two people's proposed solution wasn't entirely unacceptable. Even if it meant sacrificing a second-generation disciple, if they could capture or kill Lin Feng, it would put an end to this troublesome matter.

There are more third-generation disciples in the sect, but they are not qualified to be used as bait.

With Lin Feng's current speed and methods, even a third-generation disciple couldn't hold him off for a moment.

He had considered this method, but doing so would discourage his disciples and cause him, as the sect leader, to lose prestige.

Now that two second-generation disciples have volunteered, the outcome will be very different.

No matter how powerful Lin Feng is, he can't kill two second-generation disciples instantly. As long as he is held back for half a breath, Ji Fengxing is confident that he can keep him here.

Thinking of this, Ji Fengxing reached out and patted his disciple on the shoulder, his eyes filled with encouragement.

"Good, it is rare that you two are willing to think of my sect. I am very pleased. However, this matter is too dangerous. We should think it over carefully before proceeding."

Pretending to decline is the proper course of action.

"Sect Leader, please don't put us in such a difficult position. We are disciples of the Sword Form Sect, and it is our duty to take responsibility for the sect. The Sword Form Sect is the sect on which we all depend for survival and development, and the crisis should not be borne entirely by you, Sect Leader."

Another second-generation disciple also spoke firmly.

"Sect Leader, please allow us to do our part for the sect."

"Well... alright, if you can get rid of this scoundrel, I will give you two the greatest credit."

The two disciples, having received the sect leader's approval and encouragement, were visibly moved, displaying a tragic resolve to sacrifice themselves for the sect.

Ji Fengxing sighed, never expecting that a prestigious sect with a thousand-year history would one day be forced to this extent by an unknown boy.

How tragic.

He felt ashamed to face his disciples and ancestors.

However, the problem still exists, so we need to find a solution.

"Alright, you two go patrol outside the cave, but don't stray more than five miles away. If we encounter the enemy, I can arrive in no time."

The two bowed in agreement, exchanged glances and nodded, then resolutely turned and left the cave.

These two second-generation disciples of the Sword Form Sect were quite arrogant and did not think that a young rogue cultivator could do anything to them in a short time.

There may be some physical damage, but as for life, there is no need to worry too much.

The two walked out of the cave hand in hand, looked up at the rising sun, and then looked around. The morning mist had dissipated, revealing a vast, lush forest. In the silence, only the rustling of the wind through the trees could be heard.

The two men bowed to each other, then separated to the left and right, about fifty feet apart, and began to pretend to patrol around Hidden Pillar Peak.

Fifty zhang is also the limit of how quickly the two can help each other. If one is attacked, the other can arrive in an instant.

These two second-generation disciples of the Sword Formation Sect are nearly sixty years old and are the backbone of the sect. They have a good chance of becoming high-ranking disciples.

Ji Fengxing had no choice but to send the two men out as bait, as he had no other options. Although he felt sorry for them, he also felt that Lin Feng couldn't possibly be that powerful.

Even if he could kill his own second-generation disciple in an instant, he wouldn't be able to leave unscathed afterward.

It will inevitably be stopped by oneself.

As long as Ji Fengxing gets within thirty feet, that's the range where our sect's sword energy is at its most potent.

No matter how fast Lin Feng is, he can't compare to the sword energy that I've cultivated for decades.

Anything that could injure his body would affect his escape speed.

Upon realizing this, Ji Fengxing chuckled coldly.

Then, just wait and see how this old man prepares this fiend.

Ji Fengxing hardened his heart, disregarding the need to rest and recover his energy, and focused his mind on the two second-generation disciples who were patrolling outside, waiting for Lin Feng to take the bait.

Time passed slowly, and there was no sound from the mountains and forests.

Based on how often Lin Feng has appeared, he should be coming over soon.

In order to prevent Ji Fengxing from having any rest time, Lin Feng will not give up on coming over to harass him again.