Watching the bandits leave, the leaves on Fen Bi's arm loosened.
Everyone in the village cheered loudly, all of them having the feeling of being reborn after a disaster.
Only Village Chief was still frowning.
Some villagers were puzzled and asked softly, "Village Chief, it's all thanks to you that we were able to escape from this disaster.
What are you still worried about?
Don't tell me they really dare to come back?" The few virtuous old people in the village all had serious expressions on their faces.
Village Chief was silent for a long time before he finally opened his mouth and said, "It still hasn't come to an end and there is still a crisis.
Everyone has been preparing to move these few days.
The bandits will not let it go so easily.
Hence, everyone has moved." "Village Chief, where can we move to?
The mountain is the territory of the big sects.
It is surrounded by vast wastelands filled with other strong villages, countless Magic Beasts and bandits.
Where can we safely migrate to with so many weak and old people?" "Is Dao Tian going to destroy my Qinghe Village?" A few elders could not help but look up at the sky and let out a long sigh of grief.
"The village is only a small village in the wild.
In the past, the village chief had to pay enough "protection fees" every year to save the village.
But now." Thinking of this, Fensheng couldn't help clenching his fists tightly.
"If I could reach the peak of the Great Martial Mentor Realm, everyone would not have to move anymore.
The village chief would not have to bear with it or be in a dilemma.
Everyone would not have to leave their homes.
Thinking about this, we can only blame ourselves for being useless.
I want to become stronger!" Everyone suddenly became agitated.
"At worst, we'll just fight with them!
I won't be able to leave the home we've been living for so many years.
Moreover, there's the Great Martial Mentor, Village Chief, and the blacksmith, Erniu, and a few other Martial Mentors.
Don't we have the strength to fight against him?" "I'm afraid we won't be able to hold them off this time.
I've heard that there are three leaders amongst the bandits.
The leading Great Master has already reached the middle level of the Great Martial Mentor.
The second and third leaders have also reached the primary level of the Great Martial Mentor.
It hasn't been long since I broke through to become a Great Martial Mentor, but the Blacksmith Erniu has already reached the middle level of the Martial Mentor.
The three of us can't take the attack of the bandits alone, so it's best we move.
In order to prevent the village from facing a calamity, a village cannot have any new batch of seeds of fire.
At that time, Erniu will lead the villagers in the village to migrate to the Big Dipper Academy on the mountain in hopes of obtaining their protection.
I'm going to cut off the rear and stop the bandit leader.
All of you should hurry up and leave!" "Haha, let's go?
Where should we go?
Your village is destined to be destroyed!" The bandit leader led a large group of men and horses and galloped towards the village.
"Big cow, blacksmith, quickly escort the villagers up to the mountain.
I'll handle them." As the village chief spoke, he took out his worn-out long saber, and a beam of golden energy filled the entire body of the knife.
"It's Origin Energy!" Fen Bi thought to himself excitedly.
As he spoke, the village chief rushed into the crowd.
The bandits' heads were flying in the sky as they brandished their sabers and sprinkled their blood.
At this moment, the Eldest Master of the bandits was furious.
He drew out his large knives and charged towards the village chief.
The bandits quickly charged towards the villagers.
The iron bull pulled out its large ax and the blacksmith took out his large hammer.
The men in the Junior Martial Mentor Realm from the other villages also rushed into the battle.
The battle was extremely intense.
Seeing the several hundred strong bandits with horses and horses, the men in the village did not retreat.
No matter how strong the enemy was, they would still rush forward because behind them were their family and children.
A large group of men, who were at the peak of the martial artists, were organizing the villagers to retreat.
Bloody fights were taking place on the wide road.
The village chief, Erniu, and the blacksmith were struggling to resist the attacks of the bandits' leader, and they were at a disadvantage.
At this moment, the sloppy old man beside Fen Li moved.
"Ruochen, take good care of yourself in the future.
Grandpa can't accompany you in the future.
You have to learn to be strong, understand?" "Old fool, what are you trying to do?" The young Fen Sheng was still unaware of the meaning behind his grandfather's words, so he asked anxiously, " Fen Sheng, haven't you always wanted to know your background and background?
You are an orphan, so we came to the Great Desolate from a very, very far place.
As for me, I was a Martial Saint, and because my enemy was chasing after me, my vitality was greatly sapped.
That Shuo Feng Knife Technique was actually created by me, and I am the Saber Saint Changfeng!
Xiao Sheng, take good care of yourself in the future.
I'm afraid that I won't be able to take care of you in the future." With that, he handed a manual of blades to Fen Sheng and then dashed towards the mountain bandit leader.
"No, grandpa!
Don't!" It was the first time that Fen Bi had addressed him as grandpa.
He used to address him as an old man.
"No, Old Feng.
Your body won't be able to take it.
You're risking your life!" "When Village Chief was younger, he already knew that the robust old man's muscles and veins were severely injured and he couldn't use martial arts.
The only way to use martial arts is to consume one's life force!" "Haha, I'm already half buried and can't live much longer.
I've used my life to exchange for the lives of the village.
I'm Saber Saint Shuo Feng." He then waved his hand at the bandit leader and said, "Lil Sheng, watch carefully.
This is the real Shuo Feng Saber Technique." Suddenly, a black shadow charged towards the Thief chief.
He transformed his palm into a sword and swung it towards the chief.
"Hehe, you old thing, you must be scared silly to dare to receive my blade with your bare hands?" As he spoke, he slashed his saber towards the Northern Wind with a sinister expression.
With a crisp sound, that indestructible broadsword was broken!
This broadsword was forged from refined iron, and with the help of my Great Martial Mentor's Source Energy, how high of a realm could he cut it off bare-handedly?

Just blame my disappointing son.
What kind of terrifying existence did he provoke?
It's not impossible for such a top expert to destroy our stronghold.
Suddenly, an idea of retreat arose in his heart.
"Senior, I failed to recognize that Mount Tai struck you, so I'll take the younger ones out of the village and never come back to harass them again in the future.
What do you think?" Shouting to the bandits, he knew that he couldn't hold out any longer.
Therefore, he had to kill them as soon as possible without saying a word.
However, he continued to attack the bandit leader.
The bandit leader scolded in his heart, "Old thing, you don't need my respect.
No matter how powerful you are, I don't believe you can resist the joint effort of us three brothers.
"Brothers, brothers, come and help me!" As he spoke, two dark and strong men moved closer to the Great Master.
The three joined forces and blocked the attack of Sifeng, but their attacks became fiercer and fiercer.
Soon, they couldn't hold on any longer.
The three brothers shouted loudly and came over to help.
Hundreds of bandits at the Martial Immortal Realm charged towards Sifeng with ferocious expressions on their faces.
They knew that if the Great Boss died, none of their underlings would be able to escape.
Thus, they decided to give it a shot.
Facing the siege of hundreds of people, Shuo Feng remained calm.
He waved his arms calmly and killed a man in ten steps!
His ragged robe was stained with blood.
His hands and legs seemed to be alive.
His hands and feet kept passing by the crowd, harvesting life after life, as if the Saber Saint had come back again.
But he was crying on Fen Li's side.
He tried several times to rush up, but was stopped by Erniu.
He knew very well that his grandfather's cultivation had been exchanged for his life source this instant.
No one knew when he would suddenly fall to the ground.
"Uncle Niu, let me go.
I'm going to save my grandfather.
It's very dangerous for me now, let me go!" "Nonsense!
Ah Sheng, Elder Feng did this for us.
If you go back now, didn't you let him down?
You'll only die in vain." "Argh!" Fen Sheng hissed loudly, his heart full of worry, sadness, and reluctance, but there was nothing he could do.
As Shuo Feng fought against him again and again, his life gradually appeared to be on the verge of collapse.
He seemed to see the god of death waving at him, and his movements gradually slowed down.
The bandits seemed to have noticed something amiss.
The Big Master said with a sinister expression, "I understand!
This old geezer can't stay like this for too long.
We just need to waste time with him, and we can slowly exhaust him to death.
Hahaha, brothers, put in more effort.
This old geezer won't be arrogant for long.
Anyone who can take his head will be rewarded with 500,Black Iron Coins.
The bandits heard that reward wouldn't care how dangerous the people in front are at all, because 500,Black Iron Coins is undoubtedly a great temptation in the eyes of ordinary bandits, so they rushed even harder!
"Haha, he's finally going to die?
He managed to survive after a near-death situation after escaping for so long, but he's finally going to die today.
Sigh, I'm just worried about Xiao Sheng.
He's still so young, and he wants me to do the last thing for the village.
The final profound mystery of the Shuo Feng Saber Technique, I'll kill him in an instant and leave him no one behind!" Suddenly, Shuo Feng became an experienced middle-aged man who seemed to be dozens of years younger.
A dark blue long saber condensed by Gang Qi appeared in his bloody right hand.
The original Gang Qi of his whole body once again shone to the highest level.
He took strange steps and the blue saber shadow in his hand transformed into myriads of changes and scattered to the mountain bandits.
It looked like a dazzling blue flower blooming with the naked eye.
In fact, Shuo Feng had hacked several thousand knives in a few seconds.
During this breath, he exploded the strongest movement in his life—Slash!
The bandits were silently annihilated by the dazzling blue saber light, and even the Big Master couldn't resist the peak attack of the Saber Master and turned into a cold corpse.
Just then, the Big Dipper Academy, Tianshan Sword Sect, and the most powerful people in the wild swamps on the mountain looked dignified.
Only they could feel this terrible blow from tens of thousands of miles away!
"It's a Saint!
It's definitely an existence that has become a Saint.
However, there have been very few Saints in the Great Desolate over the past few years.
Who could it be?" A middle-aged man muttered in the Desolate Hall of the Great Desolate Swamp.
At the same time, there were a few old fogeys discussing in the other mountain gates.
After all, it had been a long time since a Saint had appeared in the Eastern Wilderness.
At this moment, Shuo Feng had exhausted all his origin power to restore his old body.
His body was even more gaunt than before, as if he would die at any moment.
"I wish I could look at Xiao Sheng again before I die.
I can't rest assured of him.
Hmm?
Xiao Sheng?
I must have been blind and blind.
Hehe, I didn't think that I, Machete Saint Shuo Feng, would die.
I laughed bitterly in my heart, "Grandpa!
You can't die!
I'm Xiao Sheng.
He heard his grandson's cry the moment I was about to close my eyes."