Leading the group was a man in a black robe, exuding a chilling aura; he was none other than Mo Feng from the Shadow Sect.
His face was stern, and his eyes carried a sharp and ruthless glint, akin to a wolf prowling in the dark night.
With a light tap of his toe on the ground, he moved like a black phantom, swiftly closing in on Shi Feiyang.
The strangely shaped black dagger in his hand glimred ominously in the dim light, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness.
Mo Feng let out a low shout, unleashing a move, "Shadow Strike"; his dagger traced a near-twisted black arc in the air with a sharp whistle, aiming directly at Shi Feiyang’s throat.
The whistling sound was like the hoot of a night owl, sending shivers down the spine.
To the right, an elegant and tall woman ca into view; she was Flower Shadow from the Hundred Flowers Valley.
Flower Shadow’s face was veiled with a thin silk, revealing only a pair of bright and cunning eyes.
At this mont, she raised her jade-like hand, waving a colorful ribbon that seed to co to life, winding and whirling in the air like a vibrantly colored but venomous spiritual snake.
"Hundred Flowers Entanglent!" Flower Shadow shouted gracefully, the ribbon shot off like an arrow from the bow, aiming to coil around Shi Feiyang’s wrist. The ribbon sliced through the air with a "hissing" sound, heralding impending danger.
On the left, a towering and muscular man stood like a mountain.
He was Lei ng from the Thunder God Hall, his physique was like a majestic mountain, exuding an overwhelming pressure.
Lei ng was full of bristling beard, his eyes as large as copper bells glared round, radiating blazing battle spirit.
He clenched his fists tightly, with lightning flickering and dancing over them, as if imbued with the thunderous power of heaven and earth. "Thunder God’s Fury Fist!" Lei ng roared, his voice like a great bell, making the surrounding air tremble.
Following that, he violently swung a punch, the fist wind howling with an overwhelming montum like a towering wave, aiming straight for Shi Feiyang’s chest. Where the fist wind passed, the air was compressed into a "buzzing" sound, resembling thunder booming at the ear.
These three were highly skilled in martial arts and their coordination was impeccable as if tailor-made.
Mo Feng’s eerie assassination, Flower Shadow’s resounding control, Lei ng’s fierce assault, three entirely different forces interwoven.
In no ti, Shi Feiyang was forced into a corner. Shi Feiyang blocked and dodged, the Myanmar Saber in his hand swung impenetrably, the "ding ding dang dang" sound resounded continuously, blocking Mo Feng’s dagger assassination ti and again, neutralizing Lei ng’s heavy punches, and skillfully avoiding Flower Shadow’s ribbon entanglent.
After more than ten moves, Shi Feiyang knew the situation was critical; he couldn’t afford to delay any longer.
He took a deep breath and activated the eighth level of Bright Jade Technique—"Transcendental Emotionlessness."
Instantly, a bone-chilling aura surged out from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, rapidly spreading outwards centered on Shi Feiyang. The surrounding air instantly froze as if cast with a Body Stasis Spell, turning water vapor into ice crystals that fell like snow.
The ground, in the blink of an eye, froze over with a thick layer of frost. The frost spread at a rapid pace, like rushing tides, sweeping towards Mo Feng, Flower Shadow, and Lei ng, with the frost making a "crackling" sound as it moved.
Shi Feiyang seized the mont as the cold energy slightly slowed their movents, his left hand flashed and drew out a Myanmar Saber.
The saber erged, glinting coldly. He executed "Autumn Wind Sweeps Leaves" from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique.
The saber light sparkled, like the autumn wind sweeping past, carrying a killing aura, slashing toward the three from an unexpected angle.
The saber wind howled with a "whoosh," slicing through the air wherever the saber light reached. Mo Feng, Flower Shadow, and Lei ng turned pale at the sight, hurriedly retreating to evade the fierce strike, the ice below crackled under their hasty steps.
Seizing the opportunity, Shi Feiyang used his right hand to perform the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique; his right arm’s muscles swelled, his arm elongated by a mysterious force, and his fingernails sharpened extrely, gleaming coldly, resembling sharp dragon claws.
"Roar!" Shi Feiyang let out a fierce shout, moving with swift speed and fierce montum, directly clawing at Mo Feng.
Mo Feng couldn’t dodge in ti and only managed to sidestep slightly; the Divine Dragon Claw still grazed his shoulder, with a "tear" sound, his clothes ripped, a bloody gash imdiately appeared. Mo Feng cried out in pain and stumbled to the ground, blood gushing from the wound, dripping onto the frost and instantly coagulating into dark red ice beads.
With one successful hit, Shi Feiyang imdiately turned, holding the Myanmar Saber horizontally with a "clang" and accurately blocking Flower Shadow’s silk-like ribbon. anwhile, he fiercely kicked with a "bang" hitting Lei ng’s chest. Lei ng’s massive body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, retreated a few steps, then spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow," staining the frost on the ground red.
Shi Feiyang pressed his advantage, coordinating the Myanmar Saber and the Divine Dragon Claw with an increasingly fierce attack.
The saber swung, flashing like a blaze, each slash carrying imnse power; the Divine Dragon Claw moved freely with a "whooshing" sound as if the wind blew, each grab causing a heart-pounding fear.
Within a few moves, Flower Shadow and Lei ng were both slain by Shi Feiyang. After dispatching these three, Shi Feiyang’s eyes were resolute as he continued in the direction of the cave without hesitation, driven by only one belief: to rescue the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger as soon as possible.
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