Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

The campfire roared, its orange flames licking the night, the burning firewood crackling, and Chen Feng's shadow stretched long.

"I've made a fool of myself."

Chen Feng murmured something, then took a step and moved gracefully around the campfire, his long sword dancing in the air.

Based on his memory of the Blood Refining Realm's strength, Chen Feng used some basic sword techniques.

He also deliberately slowed down, his sword movements becoming relaxed and unhurried.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, creating a soft whistling sound. The blade spun, like clouds swirling around the moon, like water flowing around the waist.

Chen Feng's clothes fluttered up and down, graceful as a crane dancing, swift as the wind.

Everyone stared intently, secretly admiring the performance.

Ye Jian was even more incredulous, never expecting that Chen Lang, the unremarkable nobody who had always been by his side, would have such exquisite swordsmanship.

Exquisite is another matter.

And he dances so well.

That humble "I've made a fool of myself" stung Ye Jian's heart even more—can this be considered making a fool of himself?

It's clear they're trying to keep a low profile from the start.

Then show off in a high-profile way.

Ye Jian beat his chest and stamped his feet in regret, lamenting that he hadn't drawn the winning number and had his limelight stolen.

Just as he was performing the sword dance, Chen Feng suddenly felt a malicious gaze sweep over him.

Malice does not come from nearby.

Chen Feng immediately became alert. While using his swordsmanship to move nimbly, his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding woods.

After checking each location, nothing was found.

Could it be just my imagination?

No, absolutely not. The perception of someone in the Qi Condensation Realm is incredibly sharp; there must be something wrong.

Just at that moment.

Chen Feng caught a glimpse of Sun Xian out of the corner of his eye. At that moment, Sun Xian was silently approaching the group of bodyguards, holding a steel knife in his hand.

At this moment, his face was stiff, his eyes were empty, and something was wrong with his whole body.

Chen Feng's heart tightened.

Because he saw that Sun Xian had locked onto the unsuspecting Ye Jian and slowly raised the steel knife in his hand, intending to launch a sneak attack from behind!

Sun Xian is at the Bone Forging Realm, while Ye Jian is only at the Blood Refining Realm. If this strike lands, Ye Jian will surely die.

The steel blade is about to fall!

In the blink of an eye, there was no time to shout or warn.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. He abruptly changed the direction of his longsword, his wrist clenched with force, veins bulging, and he thrust the sword toward Sun Xian.

He acted extremely quickly.

The force was controlled with extreme precision.

"call out!"

The longsword shot through the air, carrying a sharp wind, and drew a dazzling, cold light in the reflection of the campfire.

No one present reacted at all.

With a sharp clang, a tremendous force came from Sun Xian's wrist, and Chen Feng's sword struck Sun Xian's hilt with precision.

The immense impact made Sun Xian's hands go numb, and his fingers could no longer grip the knife.

The steel knife was instantly knocked away.

With a loud thud, it crashed to the ground, its sound particularly jarring against the silent night sky.

The unexpected turn of events startled everyone, who stared in astonishment at the scene before them.

Ye Jian was so frightened that he stood frozen in place. At that moment, Chen Feng's sword was only half a foot away from his head. Any closer and he would be dead.

"Boss!"

"Chen Lang! What are you doing?!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

Some of the bodyguards were confused, but those sitting opposite Ye Jian had seen everything clearly and immediately shouted:

"Stay away from the boss!"

The shouts of the other bodyguards woke Ye Jian. He quickly turned around and saw Sun Xian with a strange expression behind him.

Sun Xian missed his first strike and was about to swing his fist at Ye Jian.

Chen Feng dodged Sun Xian's punch by grabbing Ye Jian by the back of his collar.

Sun Xuan, who was at the Bone Forging Realm, was nothing to Chen Feng, but for Ye Jian, every move he made was deadly.

At this moment, Ye Jian saw the whole picture—Sun Xian who had attacked, Chen Feng who had saved people, and the steel knife lying to the side... Ye Jian's eyes widened in horror as he realized that he had almost been killed!

"Boss! What are you doing! Boss! Sun Xian!!" the bodyguards shouted.

But Sun Xian seemed not to hear at all, and kept throwing punches, hitting anyone who got close.

Every move was aimed at killing.

Chen Feng has already retreated.

He had just smelled a familiar, strange fragrance—the scent of a fox demon.

[Being seduced]

[Experience +50]

"He's been bewitched by a fox demon! Find the fox demon and kill it so he can return to normal!" Chen Feng roared.

Chen Feng reminded everyone.

He quickly looked around.

However......

Among the bodyguards, some, like Sun Xian, began to be bewitched, drawing their weapons and pointing them at their own men.

The scene became incredibly chaotic.

The few remaining bodyguards who hadn't been seduced were unable to retaliate against their friends who had lost their minds, fearing they might harm them; they could only keep parrying.

Under the control of the fox demon, the bewitched镖师 (bodyguard/escort) attacked other镖师 without any scruples, each move aimed at vital points, each move a life-or-death exchange.

"Hehe, humans are so stupid. What good will it do them even if they find us? They'll be bewitched just by looking at us. Kill them, kill them all."

Two fox spirits emerged from the shadows; they were two beautiful young girls with wicked smiles.

They were named Fox Three and Fox Four, and were both grandsons of Grandma Fox.

"Go to hell!"

A bodyguard seized the opportunity, drew his sword, and slashed down at the fox demon's head!

But it was just a glance.

The bodyguard's mind was controlled, and he stood frozen in place, unable to move.

Then, the fox demon's tail swayed gently, and a faint fragrance wafted through the air. The bodyguard then turned around and slashed at his companion.

Seeing this, the other bodyguards fell into despair.

This fox demon is neither easy to fight nor easy to ignore; there's absolutely no hope of victory.

"Step back! Let me do it!"

Hearing the sound, Chen Feng turned his head and saw Ye Jian pick up a long stick from the ground, leap high into the air, and violently strike the fox demon's head.

He roared, "I've made a fool of myself!"

next second.

Ye Jian was instantly captivated.

Chen Feng: "..."

We must keep our word.

The fox spirit's exotic fragrance gradually spread, affecting everyone except Chen Feng, including the merchant who was hiding in the carriage in fear.

Under Chen Feng's control, no one has died so far.

The allure is not fatal; one can slowly recover after killing the fox demon.

Seeing that everyone was charmed, Chen Feng grinned, now he didn't have to worry about being exposed.

As he watched the [Experience +50] constantly flashing on the panel, Chen Feng silently recited the Pure Heart Sutra.

The alluring fragrance had no effect on him.

Although as a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, he could use his true qi to block the fox demon's strange fragrance, he would lose experience points in the process; even a small mosquito bite is still meat.

At this moment, the two fox demons were unaware that they were about to face a great calamity. Instead, they looked at Chen Feng with some surprise, seemingly wondering why Chen Feng could resist the charm for so long.

But they didn't think much of it, assuming that Chen Feng had a strong will. So they commanded the bewitched bodyguards: "Go, kill that swordsman, oh no, tie him up, and take him back to Grandma for her to deal with after the bewitching incense takes effect."

grandmother?

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat; it seemed there was an even bigger one, but...

Only one of the two fox demons is needed!

A glint flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, his aura suddenly subsided, his right hand gripped the sword sheath at his waist, and he took light steps.

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Feng unleashed the Ink Splash Sword Technique—his lips parted slightly: "Flying White..."

"...Sky Sky."

Before he could finish speaking...

next moment.

In the pupils of the girl who was the fox spirit in disguise, Chen Feng's figure was already reflected—

Draw the sword, strike, and slash.

It was completed in one go, like a painting or calligraphy.

"Pfft!"

After a soft sound, the sword's edge dissipated.

A column of blood shot into the sky, and Fox Four's head suddenly flew off.

Its eyes, slightly narrowed from its laughter, showed that it never realized what was happening until its death.

The corpse collapsed to the ground with a thud, revealing its true form.

Chen Feng stood beside the corpse, his posture as upright as a pine tree. He held a sword in his right hand, the blade spotless except for a single drop of scarlet demon blood dripping from its tip.

It crashed to the ground, leaving a small patch of blood.

[Slay the Fox Demon - Fan]

[Experience +1000]