He glanced at the leather bag at the waist of the corpse out of the corner of his eye. With a flick of his long sword, the leather bag fell into his hand. It was a whole bag of jerky. He pulled out a piece and eagerly stuffed it into his mouth, wolfing it down.

The jerky was very tough. An ordinary person would probably only leave a mark on it even if they broke their teeth.

But to Chen Shouyi, it only felt slightly hard.

The hard jerky was continuously bitten and ground down by his teeth, swallowed into his mouth, piece after piece disappearing rapidly.

Feeling the hunger in his stomach gradually fade away, he let out a long breath.

His previously depleted strength also began to slowly recover.

Chen Shouyi tossed aside the now-empty leather bag, shook his neck, producing a "creak" of crisp sound, and grinned fiercely, revealing a set of gleaming white, dense teeth:

"Since you don't dare to come, then I will!"

He took down his bow. In an instant, an arrow pierced through the air and flew towards a burly Barbarian. Barbarians of such build were often strong but reacted relatively slowly.

This Barbarian was already prepared in his heart, hurriedly sidestepping with a large stride. Just as his foot touched the ground, his whole body shuddered.

"When did this happen?"

With a face full of disbelief, he looked down at his chest, where a massive bloody hole had appeared...

"Kill!" After one of his team members was taken down, the leading Barbarian could no longer restrain himself, let out a low roar, and charged at him. His powerful burst of speed almost seemed to explode the air around his body.

Chen Shouyi also discarded his war bow and rushed towards him.

Three consecutive streaks of sword light came slashing at him. Chen Shouyi's body dodged like duckweed, avoiding each one. Just as he was about to strike back, another Barbarian arrived with a gusting wind.

Chen Shouyi instantly felt an overwhelming pressure facing him.

Barbarians were naturally formidable, and even an ordinary Barbarian's physical condition was stronger than that of a Martial Artist.

A Martial Artist's abilities were considered the limit of human capabilities, but for Barbarians, it was just barely the threshold of strength. The Barbarians here today had combat abilities comparable to Lei Ruiyang and Xiao Changming, and their physical qualities were even more superior.

Especially the leading Barbarian, even Chen Shouyi had to be fully focused and dared not be careless. Together, the two of them posed an intense threat.

In an instant, the three engaged in a rapid exchange of over a dozen moves.

Chen Shouyi was already injured. A streak of sword light slashed across his chest and abdomen diagonally. If he hadn't dodged swiftly, his body might have been cut open.

In this level of combat, his barely adequate defense had completely lost its effectiveness.

Chen Shouyi felt his chest and abdomen burn with pain, and he was getting anxious. He continuously changed his position, dodging the sword lights, desperately seeking an opportunity to take one of them down. Unfortunately, the two Barbarians coordinated seamlessly, giving him no chance.

"Shhh!"

Another streak of sword light slashed open his back.

"I can't go on like this. I won't last much longer."

Chen Shouyi steeled his heart, facing a sword coming from the leading Barbarian. After slightly dodging a fatal point, he stepped forward instead of backward, his long sword piercing straight into the Barbarian's right chest. The leading Barbarian quickly retreated.

Yet having paid such a huge cost, how could he allow him to escape,

"Ah!"

Chen Shouyi let out a fierce roar, the muscles around his wound pinching tightly.

The Barbarian's figure inevitably paused slightly. In the next instant, a streak of sword light swept across his forehead, slicing away half of his head in an instant.

Chen Shouyi, with the corpse leaning against him, advanced a few more steps. Noticing no movement behind him, he finally stopped in confusion, turning to see the other Barbarian swiftly fleeing into the distance.

He didn't give chase; with his current injuries, he couldn't catch up even if he tried.

Once he relaxed, his throat itched, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his breath becoming labored. Clearly, this cut had injured his lung and was causing significant bleeding.

Luckily, as long as it wasn't fatal, it was just a minor injury for him.

He gripped the sword's hilt, yanking it out forcefully, shivering in pain, and broke into a cold sweat. His body staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

"Damn it!"

After a few seconds, Chen Shouyi finally regained his strength, exhaling a breath.

He swiftly controlled his muscles to close his wounds, staggering towards the road.

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