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Suddenly, there were shouts and the clash of swords in the crowd, and an unexpected conflict erupted. Di Fei, Zi Yan, and Zhang Tianfeng quickly moved towards the source of the sound, only to see a group of black-clothed people spreading into the market, wielding weapons and launching attacks on innocent citizens.
A cold light flashed in Zi Yan's eyes as she lightly waved her hand, summoning a pair of daggers. Without hesitation, she joined the battle, her figure dancing with the daggers like flowing light, a series of blade flashes cutting through the night sky and driving back the black-clothed assailants.
Zhang Tianfeng stood to the side, his windbreaker fluttering, his hand already gripping the handle of the Wind Thunder Halberd. His gaze was fixed on the figure in black, emitting an aura that seemed to oppress those around him. His presence was like a solid barrier, keeping the enemy at bay.
However, at this moment, Di Fei felt helpless. Although he had some martial arts training, his combat abilities paled in comparison to those in black. He was filled with a sense of powerlessness, longing to fight with the same confidence as Zi Yan and Zhang Tianfeng.
At this moment, a figure in black suddenly approached Di Fei. Di Fei quickly used his swordsmanship to try to stop the opponent's attack. However, his swordsmanship was clearly not as skilled as the opponent's, and the situation gradually became unfavorable.
Just as the figure in black was about to get close, a figure suddenly appeared, the sword light flashing, repelling the attack of the black-clothed person. It was Zhang Tianfeng, his Wind and Thunder War Halberd was like a fierce storm, shattering the black-clothed person's attacks one by one.
"Young hero, it seems you need some help." Zhang Tianfeng's voice was cold and decisive, and his appearance brought a chance for Di Fei to break through the predicament.
Di Fei nodded gratefully, then plunged back into the battle. His swordsmanship was indeed not as good as Zi Yan and Zhang Tianfeng, but his determination and will were firm. He continued to use what he had learned, trying to resist the men in black.
During the battle, Di Fei noticed some details. The aura and style of these black-clothed individuals did not seem like ordinary martial artists. Their attacking techniques resembled the characteristics of a certain sect, which reminded him of the evil sect mentioned by Zi Yan before.
As the battle reached its climax, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "Disciples of the Darkmoon Sect, take advantage of the chaos and infiltrate the market. Let them taste our power!" A woman in a black robe appeared at the entrance of the market, her eyes fierce and holding a black dagger in her hand.
Her appearance made the atmosphere on the battlefield even more tense, with a dark mood lingering in the air, as if foreshadowing a more intense conflict about to erupt.
" Darkmoon Sect people, we will not let you succeed!" Zi Yan's voice was firm and calm, her dagger shimmering with a cold light as she prepared to confront the enemy.
The woman in the black robe sneered, a hint of contempt in her eyes. "The people of Purple Cloud sect are indeed good with words, but unfortunately their strength is not enough. Today, you will witness the might of Darkmoon Sect!"
As her words fell, the disciples of Darkmoon Sect launched their attacks, the black daggers shimmering with light, instantly driving back the guards in the market. Although the group resisted with all their might, they gradually fell into a passive position against the powerful enemy.
The crowd in the market panicked and fled in all directions, hoping to avoid the outbreak of the battle. Their goal was clear: not only to protect the residents of the market, but also to stop the destructive behavior of the Darkmoon Sect.
The battle spread within the market, with Zhang Tianfeng's Wind and Thunder War Halberd constantly swinging, creating a storm-like offensive. However, the disciples of the Darkmoon Sect seemed to possess even greater power. Their attacks quickly gained the upper hand, gradually forcing everyone into a difficult situation.
Zi Yan's brows furrowed, and her attacks became more fierce. However, the woman in black effortlessly dodged each of her attacks. A hint of vigilance flashed in her eyes, seemingly surprised by the strength of the woman in black.
Di Fei refused to show weakness as well. He continuously utilized his swordsmanship, attempting to find the enemy's weakness. However, the woman in black's speed was astonishing, and her instantaneous movements made her elusive.
At this critical moment, a powerful energy wave suddenly came from a distance. Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a white robe flying rapidly towards them, wielding a shimmering long sword. His presence made the entire market tremble.
" Hei Yue Master, your plan ends here!" The middle-aged man's voice was cold, and his appearance seemed to bring a glimmer of hope.
It is Headmaster Bei Hong's successor, Liu Yuanshan.
His arrival finally turned the tide of the entire battle. The light of his long sword flashed, and the sword energy instantly repelled the disciples of the Darkmoon Sect. Under his leadership, the defense forces of the market also arrived, forming a joint force and gradually suppressing the offensive of the Darkmoon Sect.
However, the people of Darkmoon Sect did not stop there. The woman in black robes looked coldly at the group, a hint of conspiracy flashing in her eyes. "We'll let you go this time, people of Purple Cloud sect, but Darkmoon Sect will never let you off easy!" Her voice was full of threat, and then she and the other members of Darkmoon Sect quickly disappeared into the shadows of the market.
The battle in the market gradually subsided, but it left behind a mess, and people's panic and worry continued. Zi Yan, Di Fei, and Zhang Tianfeng exchanged a glance, knowing that this was only the first challenge from Darkmoon Sect, and a greater crisis might be waiting for them.
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