Outside the Thousand Mile Red Cliff.

On a barren hill, a youth dressed in cotton clothes was retreating step by step.

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In front of him were a few Foundation Establishment Stage freelance martial artists.

At this moment, expressions of greed appeared on the faces of these freelance martial artists.

One of them, a bearded freelance martial artist, laughed loudly and blocked the youth's path of retreat.

"Hahaha! Kid, give it to me!"

The youth in cotton clothes was merely able to protect the medicine bottle in his arms. His gaze was fearless as he looked at the unaffiliated cultivators who were surrounding him.

"You guys, this is mine. Why should I hand it over to you guys?"

The youth's tender voice caused the unaffiliated cultivators to be stunned for a moment. Following that, it caused a burst of even more wild laughter.

"Brothers, this kid actually said that this is his possession. What do you guys think?"

"Boss, this kid is obviously inexperienced. Let me talk some sense into him."

As he spoke, the unaffiliated cultivator actually unsheated his saber.

The youth was only at the early stages of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the weakest among the unaffiliated cultivators was at the middle stage. No matter who made a move, they could easily take him down.

The others urged him to hurry up and make a move so that the later ones would not take the peaches.

"Listen well, kid. This grandpa will give you one last chance."

"The medicinal power of this Clear Wind Pill is too tyrannical. With your cultivation, you won't be able to use it."

"You'd better hand it over obediently!"

The cotton-clothed youth: "..."

It was really the first time he had seen someone make a robbery sound so grand and dignified.

The reputation of these sloppy itinerant cultivators could be considered to be a little infamous in the outskirts of the Thousand-Mile Red Cliff.

However, it was not a good reputation, but a bad one.

These people called themselves the Autumn Wind Squad, and it was something they often did.

They knew that they were not strong enough, so they had been wandering around the outskirts of the Red Cliff. When they met powerful cultivators, they would pretend to be grandsons, and when they met weak cultivators, they would plunder all their belongings.

There were many itinerant cultivators like them who specialized in plundering other people's resources in the outskirts of the Thousand Miles Red Cliff. Unfortunately, today, they were met by a young man in plain clothes.

In fact, he had already been targeted when he was at the Desert Inn. It was just that his cultivation level was low, so he was not noticed.

Facing the itinerant cultivator who was walking toward him, the young man in cloth clothes stared at the long saber in his hand.

He suppressed the impulse to turn around and escape, concentrating all of his spiritual power into his eyes.

A strange thing happened. The young man's pupils were suddenly covered with a layer of faint emerald green. The movement of the itinerant cultivator actually strangely slowed down in his eyes.

Seeing the rogue cultivator slowly dragging his saber, the other rogue cultivators could not help it.

F*ck, at this time, he still had to show off in front of a Foundation Establishment early stage youth.

If they did not hurry up, the other rogue cultivators would be in trouble if they caught up.

"Iron egg, f*ck you, can't you run over there? What are you trying to show off for!"

"If it's too late, we won't even have a mouthful of soup!"

Upon hearing this, the freelance martial artist named Iron Egg sped up his pace.

As if he had been provoked by the few of them, he shouted loudly and swung his blade towards the youth's head.

The long blade whistled as it got closer and closer.

However, in the youth's eyes, his movements were so slow, like a crawling snail.

Not only was it slow, but his moves were also full of loopholes.

At this time, simple moves flashed through his mind. The youth took a step forward, clenched his fist, and raised it.

Kacha!

The unaffiliated cultivator who came menacingly hugged his wrist and cried out in pain the next moment.

He felt that his wrist had been broken.

"F * ck! This kid is pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. Brothers, let's fight shoulder to shoulder!"

Seeing that their teammates had suffered a loss, the remaining loose cultivators shouted and drew their weapons to attack the youth.

...

A white cloud in the sky a hundred meters high trembled slightly.

Su Xing sized up the cotton-clothed youth with great interest.

No, it should be called the cloth-clothed girl.

Ever since he obtained the purple demon eyes, Su Xing's eyesight had reached an unprecedented level.

Outside the Desert Inn, he had discovered a girl dressed as a man dressed in plain clothes.

Now, something that piqued his interest even more appeared. This girl seemed to be in possession of a mysterious ocular technique.

There were two types of ocular techniques. One was innate, and the other was acquired.

Although the two were both ocular techniques, there was naturally a considerable gap between the innate and the acquired one.

And the girl's eye technique, which could slow down her movements, was undoubtedly one of the innate eye techniques.

This made Su Xing recall a powerful eye technique from his previous life!

At this time, the girl in cloth clothes had already exchanged blows with a few other loose cultivators.

The scene was somewhat comical.

With the ability to slow down the opponent's movements, although the girl in cloth clothes could see every move clearly, the difference in cultivation made it difficult for her to dodge the attacks of several people at the same time.

They were all old fogeys who had spent thousands of miles in the periphery of the Red Cliff, and there was a faint tacit understanding between their moves.

Therefore, the girl in cloth clothes narrowly avoided the attacks every time.

Although she was in a bit of a sorry state, her life was not in danger for the time being.

In this way, a few itinerant cultivators also fought with true fire.

One of the itinerant cultivators took advantage of the moment when the girl was exhausted to directly chop down on her head.

Yes!

The young girl barely dodged, but the felt hat on her head was chopped off by the long knife.

Under her terrified gaze, a head of jet-black and beautiful long hair suddenly slid out from the felt hat.

The rogue cultivators who were originally aggressive could not help but be stunned at this moment.

"Holy sh*t!"

"Boss, this is a girl!"

"Aiya! Boss, why did you hit me?"

The leader of the rogue cultivators glared at the rogue cultivator who spoke, as if to say, "You're the only one who has eyes, we don't have eyes, right?"!

The few of them looked at each other and saw a sinister look in each other's eyes.

"Same old rules. Boss will be the dragon head, we'll drink the soup together."

The girl in plain clothes quickly broke a tree branch beside her and tied her long hair up.

She took a few steps back and took out the medicine bottle from her bosom.

"I don't want the Clear Wind Pill anymore. Let me go."

Although she could use her ocular technique to deal with these itinerant cultivators for a short period of time, the disadvantage of her low cultivation would become more obvious as time passed.

If she had not adjusted her angle in time, she might have been seriously injured by that slash.

The few rogue cultivators did not stop because of the young girl's words.

If she had handed over the medicinal pills earlier, perhaps they would have let her go. But now, they did not only want the medicinal pills.

The leader of the rogue cultivators signaled with his eyes, and everyone split up to block the young girl's path of retreat.

"Hehehe! Today, not only will I rob you of your wealth, I will also rob you of your virginity."

"This place is filled with sand. The few of us are going to suffocate. We can finally touch a woman today."

"Third brother, you're third, I'm second."

Hearing such foul language, the young girl's face turned completely white, terrified.

The time for using the eye technique had passed. At this moment, it was impossible to use the same trick again.

Suddenly, the young girl recalled the shocking scene she saw just before the eye technique disappeared. It was as if she had caught hold of the last straw.

Right now, these rogue cultivators were no longer satisfied with pills. It was basically impossible for her to escape unscathed.

She might as well go all out!

The young girl closed her eyes and shouted loudly.

"Master, someone is going to bully your precious disciple. I know you are nearby. Quickly come out and save your disciple!"