On the other hand, in the courtyard outside the abbot's room...

At this moment, a fierce battle had already begun. And the two sides participating in the battle were naturally the "Heavenly Dao" fierce spirit—Miao Xuzi, and the last two members of Corpse Blades First Squad—Xian Ye Wei Wang and Zui Zhong Qiang Xi.

Miao Xuzi's strength was beyond doubt. First of all, his physical skills were excellent, and his strength and speed were no less than Xian Ye Wei Wang; secondly, he could release his own demonic energy, launching various mid-to-long-range energy attacks; thirdly, he was skilled in various crowd-control spells, making them difficult to defend against; in addition... he also possessed the three basic qualities that most powerful Bosses had—high defense, thick health, and the ability to regenerate health during battle.

In normal times, Xian Ye Wei Wang and Zui Zhong Qiang Xi might not have been afraid of this guy. After all, they were professional players, and for them, a Boss of this strength was only of medium-to-high difficulty in a two-on-one situation. But in this script... the players' skills were greatly weakened due to the existence of the "Blood煞 Barrier," and under such circumstances... Miao Xuzi was not so easy to deal with.

Before long, the two members of Corpse Blades First Squad were both wounded in the battle... Fortunately, they were not injured in vital areas, and their survival value loss was not serious; but unfortunately, no matter the outcome of this battle, the blood on their bodies would inevitably make them the target of the ghosts.

Not to mention the far future, just looking at the present... as they fought fiercely with Miao Xuzi, the group of ghosts slowly floating over from behind had approached within ten meters. In this way, the two players' space for movement also became more cramped...

"Captain, at this rate... we will all die here..." After being grazed by demonic energy once again, Zui Zhong Qiang Xi finally couldn't help but offer this suggestion.

"I know..." Xian Ye Wei Wang blocked Miao Xuzi's Zen staff with his broadsword, turned his head and replied, "...I'm also thinking of a way."

"Captain... Fei Kou Ye just died, if we both die here, our team will be eliminated." Zui Zhong Qiang Xi rushed forward to cover his captain, and continued, "In my opinion... given the current situation, we should abandon the key and retreat for now..."

Upon hearing this, Xian Ye Wei Wang was silent for several seconds.

During these few seconds, while dealing with Miao Xuzi's attacks, he was calculating in his mind: "What he said makes sense... this purple-faced monk is extremely powerful, let alone deciding the outcome in a short time, whether we can win is still a question... I originally planned to enter the pagoda before the Hell Frontline team and reverse the disadvantage by unlocking the script's secrets, but I didn't expect this script to be so difficult..." Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the game menu, "Sigh... I don't even know where that kid Fei Kou Wei Wang died, leaving us with no way out..."

After thinking about it, there was really no better way, and Xian Ye Wei Wang had no choice but to make a helpless choice before the disadvantage further expanded...

"Okay, let's retreat first." He turned to his teammate and said, "Now we have to change our strategy, since we can't be fast, we'll take it slow... Let's just leave the temple, find a place to hide, and get rid of the blood on our bodies first."

As he spoke, he swung the broadsword in his hand horizontally, using a move called [Clearing Thorns].

Although this skill was weakened, it still had some effect. As the blade aura came out, it successfully forced Miao Xuzi back a few steps.

"Go!" Immediately afterward, he shouted at his teammate, stepped forward, and leaped into the air.

Zui Zhong Qiang Xi's speed and agility were also not bad. He followed closely behind his captain, leaping up and over the ghosts who were already within reach, and began to flee.

In the blink of an eye, the two had rushed more than ten meters away and were running towards the gate of the temple.

"Hmph... want to run?" Miao Xuzi sneered, "With the smell of blood on your bodies, where can you run to?"

With that said, he patted the dust off his body, propped the Zen staff on the ground, and unhurriedly began to chase after them.

"Can you do me a favor..." Just then, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the darkness in the corner of the courtyard, "...don't chase them for now."

"Oh?" Miao Xuzi's gaze shifted, his expression slightly changing, "So... there's still one hiding in the dark..."

As he turned his head to look, Ruo Yu had already walked out of the darkness.

"This benefactor." Miao Xuzi glanced at Ruo Yu, his gaze immediately settling on the sword at the other's waist, "It seems you want to save those two just now?"

"I don't mean that." Ruo Yu replied, "If I wanted to help them, I could have shown myself when you were fighting, why wait until now?"

"Hmm... makes sense." Miao Xuzi replied thoughtfully, "Then why do you want to stop me?"

"Someone hopes that the two of them 'don't die immediately'." Ruo Yu said, "And I... am just trying to help him realize his plan as much as possible."

"Heh... don't die 'immediately'?" Miao Xuzi smiled, "That is to say... they will still die in the end."

"Yes." Ruo Yu replied, "When the 'he' I'm talking about thinks they can die, even if you don't do it, we will."

During their conversation, the ghosts in the courtyard had already chased after the two Corpse Blades players and left. In the large courtyard, only the two of them remained.

"Hehe... this is interesting." Miao Xuzi chuckled twice, stepped forward, "Although I don't know who that 'he' you're talking about is... but for him to let you interfere with my actions, he's really courting death..." He approached Ruo Yu step by step, "Who do you think you are? Within this Blood煞 Barrier, they, you... all have to die, as for how they die, when they die... that's not up to you!"

The tone of his voice gradually increased, finally turning into a loud roar, and his figure moved with the roar.

In the next second, the Zen staff wrapped in demonic energy slammed down towards Ruo Yu's face.

Ruo Yu's hand had also gripped her sword, ready to meet the attack head-on.

However!

At that moment, a red shadow flashed over, killing its way between the two.

In an instant, Ruo Yu recognized who it was, so she stopped in time and left her sword in its scabbard.

And Miao Xuzi's Zen staff... also stopped. But this wasn't because he wanted to stop it himself, but because part of the staff was being held tightly by two fingers, making it impossible to advance even an inch.

"Not up to us..." After blocking the other's attack, Feng Bujue grinned evilly, staring at Miao Xuzi's face with a malicious look, "...is it up to you, then?"

At this moment, Miao Xuzi's expression suddenly changed. He immediately wanted to pull the staff back, but the Zen staff was being held firmly by Feng Bujue's [Lingxi Finger], and no matter how hard he pulled, it wouldn't budge.

"What? You want it back?" The evil aura in Feng Bujue's smile quickly turned into cheapness. Two seconds later, he continued, "If you want it, just say so, if you don't say it, how will I know you want it? Although you're looking at me very sincerely, you still have to tell me what you want. Do you really want it? Then take it..." At this point, he suddenly separated his fingers. Miao Xuzi was caught off guard and staggered backward, almost falling. Meanwhile, Brother Jue was still saying, "You don't really want it, do you? Could it be that you really want it?"

"You... you..." After steadying himself, Miao Xuzi looked at Feng Bujue in shock and anger, so angry that he couldn't speak clearly, "...impudent!" After adjusting his breathing, he roared, "Who are you? How dare you mock this one!"

When he said the words "Who are you," Wang Tanzhi and Gu Xiaoling also walked in from outside the courtyard. In that second, Ruo Yu, Xiao Tan, and Xiao Ling almost said half a sentence in unison: "Don't..."

Unfortunately... it was too late.

Miao Xuzi had already asked the question, and so...

"Ha! Hahahaha..." Feng Bujue laughed loudly five times, put his hands behind his back, and stood proudly, "Don't recognize this great lord, do you? Good! Then I'll let you know today! Listen up..."

"God..."

"Allah..."

"Sigh..."

The other three members of Hell Frontline all lowered their heads in shame, supporting their foreheads with one hand.

"It is said that~" Then, Feng Bujue struck a storyteller's pose, and said loudly, "Tongue drums up wind and thunder, chest replaces stars. Generosity becomes plain rainbow, whistling creates clear breeze..."

The following is omitted, two hundred and fifty words of... a string of words composed of poetry, folk sayings, and Feng Bujue's own creations...

"...Laughing to see the vast sea crush a thousand troops, planning the universe to calculate cause and effect, without awareness, without fear, taking life and death lightly, neither ghost nor god, like a mad demon." Finally, Feng Bujue ended this lengthy, extremely narcissistic, self-introduction filled with shamelessness and great malice with a poem, "The above... speaks of me, Feng Bujue."

After hearing this, Miao Xuzi... was shocked, dumbfounded, and stunned... He really didn't know what kind of expression and language to use to respond to this guy in front of him.

The audience watching the game also fell into a state of mental short-circuit... No matter what, Brother Jue's vocabulary, language expression ability, and shamelessness had made most normal people marvel.

"Hehehe..." Feng Bujue said after completing the entire passage, without even panting, then laughed and pointed at Miao Xuzi's face, "What? Scared so much that your face has turned purple, has it?"

Miao Xuzi really wanted to reply with "My face was originally purple," but he felt that saying this would be falling for it... So, he adjusted his expression and replied sternly, "Hmph... a madman, spouting wild words..."

"Ha!" Feng Bujue scoffed at Miao Xuzi's response, "Whether it's wild words or not..." Saying that, he moved closer to Miao Xuzi a few steps, "...depends on whether the person saying them has the ability to realize them."

Seeing this, Miao Xuzi immediately shifted his steps to the side, and began to maneuver around Brother Jue without a sound.

"From this point of view..." Feng Bujue continued, "...you are the one spouting wild words, overestimating your abilities..."