Inside the South Heavenly Gate, the fierce wind roared like a ferocious beast, emitting a mournful howl, with the sound of the wind echoing like the wails of ghosts and wolves.
Thick dark clouds like ink completely obscured the sunlight, and the dim light struggled to squeeze through the gaps, casting mottled shadows on the ground, adding a touch of eerie horror to this "slaughterhouse." In an instant, the sounds of killing, screams, and clashing weapons intertwined, forming a chaotic and terrifying symphony that hurt people’s ears. The dust on the ground was swept up by the fierce wind, dancing wildly, blurring everyone’s vision, plunging the world into chaos.
Shi Feiyang stood amidst it all, his aura like a surging tide, instantly sweeping in all directions.
His eyes were sharp as an eagle, locking onto the enemy in an instant, his body shot out like lightning, his clothes flapping fiercely, as if black wings had spread. His palm wind was like a fierce storm, unstoppable, his movents agile like a nimble leopard, weaving freely among the strong n.
Every strike from Shi Feiyang carried the heavy force of Mountain-Splitting Rock-Breaking, and wherever his palm force reached, the strong n were like fragile straw, knocked askew without any power to resist.
At this mont, Shi Feiyang had only one unwavering thought in his mind: These villains dared to be so presumptuous, today they must pay a painful price to seek justice for Gong Sing and Liu Tingting.
Wu Chi quietly left, soon gathering a group of helpers.
They had grim expressions, remained silent, quickly bent their bows and set arrows, shooting a dense rain of arrows towards Shi Feiyang and Xie Wen. "Swish, swish, swish!" The arrows, like frenzied locusts, broke through the air with sharp sounds, particularly piercing in the oppressive atmosphere. Looking at the incoming rain of arrows, Shi Feiyang felt no fear but instead a burning fighting spirit surged in his heart, snorting coldly: Hmph, do you think these arrows can harm at all?
Facing the rain of arrows, Xie Wen remained calm, performing the "Feixu Qingyan Technique," soaring gracefully into the air.
In an instant, his figure beca as ethereal as light willow catkins, leisurely drifting in the air.
The arrows swiftly flew past him, but couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes.
He moved through the rain of arrows as if in an uncharted territory, shuttling freely and unhard.
Shi Feiyang’s eyes were like torches, and with an angry roar, his voice was like a booming bell, shaking the surrounding air.
He did not draw his sword, instead performing the Divine Dragon Claw divine skill and the profound Lightweight Technique of Deep Concealnt of Body and Na, his figure as fast as lightning, instantly disappearing from the spot.
In the sky, a flash of lightning streaked across, illuminating his figure like a Demon God descending to the world. Imdiately after, a thunderous boom echoed, a powerful response to Shi Feiyang’s roar. Shi Feiyang’s hands instantly transford into extrely sharp dragon claws, striking with terrifying speed, too fast to be seen with the naked eye.
Each ti he reached out, a precise grip on an enemy’s throat, before the enemy could even scream, they would instantly et their end.
His movents were incredibly swift, so fast that people couldn’t see clearly, only feeling a gust of violent wind howling, bringing a wave of bloody rain.
Shi Feiyang’s hands shot out like lightning, instantly crushing several throats, blood splattered like a fountain, looking especially ghastly in the dim light.
At this mont, only the thought of slaughter was frantically surging in Shi Feiyang’s mind: Not a single one of these villains can be spared!
Next, Shi Feiyang soared into the air, like a fierce eagle swiftly flipping in mid-air, his legs sweeping out like vicious whips, successfully knocking down the flying arrows. At the sa ti, his hands swiftly grasped two enemies’ heads like a phantom, forcefully colliding them with a loud "bang," and in an instant, the heads exploded, brain matter splattering everywhere.
At this mont, Shi Feiyang appeared like an invincible Demon God descending upon the world, wherever he went, the enemies fell like leaves.
His speed was so fast, the enemies couldn’t react at all, only able to watch helplessly as their companions died tragically one after another at his hands. Shi Feiyang felt an exhilarating satisfaction: Let this be a lesson for opposing !
In an instant, around Shi Feiyang was already a sea of blood, enemy corpses piling up like mountains.
Yet, he still stood imposing and awe-inspiring amidst the bloodbath, his killing intent spreading, like a War God, exuding an aura of reverence.
Wu Chi witnessed Shi Feiyang’s heroic and invincible presence, his face instantly turned as pale as paper in terror, he turned to flee.
However, before he could take a few steps, Xie Wen snorted coldly, lightly flicked his wrist, and a Celestial Silkworm Silk Net flew from his hand like a Spiritual Snake. That net glead with a strange light in the dimness, rapidly spreading out towards Wu Chi.
Wu Chi couldn’t dodge in ti, getting tightly entangled by the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net, the more he struggled, the tighter it constricted, binding him motionless.
Shi Feiyang and Xie Wen exchanged a glance, then each grabbed one of Wu Chi’s arms, lifting him like a chicken, and flew off towards the canyon at the foot of Mount Tai. Back in the canyon, the White Tiger, upon seeing Wu Chi being brought back, shot fierce light from his eyes, letting out a low and terrifying growl. Shi Feiyang looked at Wu Chi with disdain and said, "Such scum is of no use, White Tiger, he’s yours!"
With that, he tossed Wu Chi in front of the White Tiger. The White Tiger opened its massive mouth, biting Wu Chi, tearing him apart with its four claws, and then feasting on him.
At this ti, the canyon was filled with a thick bloody scent, making people nauseous.
Liu Tingting and Gong Sing, recovering from their shock, hurriedly apologized to Shi Feiyang.
Liu Tingting, full of sha, with tears welling up, said in a choked voice, "Brother Shi, it’s all because of our mistakes—we were blinded by profit. We plead for your forgiveness." Gong Sing also tearfully said, "Brother Shi, we are willing to redeem ourselves with rit, we’ll tell you the exact location of the Black Wind Stronghold now." After speaking, Gong Sing quickly detailed the location and internal structure of the Black Wind Stronghold.
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