Shi Feiyang continued onto the third step. At this mont, his entire body was surrounded by a faint dragon-shaped aura, and each step carried a montum as overwhelming as the legendary Dragon God descending to the world.
It seed as if he had traversed ti and space in an instant, appearing amidst a group of evil bandits. His hands moved swiftly like phantoms, executing the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique to perfection. Each claw strike was extraordinarily precise, hitting the vital points of the bandits with unerring accuracy, as if he could foresee every move of his enemies, controlling the rhythm of the fierce battle.
The bandits let out shrill screams under Shi Feiyang’s fierce assault.
They fell one after another, their blood dyeing the surrounding ground red.
And as Shi Feiyang’s hands danced, golden scales flashed with dazzling light. Every claw strike unleashed golden Sword Qi, slicing the surrounding bandits into two.
The scene was bloody and shocking, a living depiction of hell.
With the fourth step, Shi Feiyang’s speed beca as fast as lightning. He moved freely among the bandits like a ghost. His eyes were firm and cold, revealing killing intent devoid of any emotion.
Every swing of the Divine Dragon Claw in his hand precisely took away a life, as if it were the scythe of Death God, rcilessly reaping sin.
The bandits, intimidated by his montum, started to flee in all directions, trying to escape this sudden storm of death.
But Shi Feiyang would not give them any chance to escape.
He was like a ruthless killing machine, where he went, bandits fell, none were spared.
At this mont, a black aura surged around Shi Feiyang’s body. With every move, he left a black afterimage, as if he were Death God descending from the darkness, carrying endless fear and the breath of death.
In the fifth step, Shi Feiyang’s agile figure weaved among the bandits like an elusive phantom.
He skillfully perford the variations of the Divine Dragon Claw, each claw infused with powerful Inner Strength, not only capable of inflicting fatal damage on the enemy but also shattering their ridians, causing opponents to gradually lose the strength of life in intense pain.
The unlucky bandits struck by him spat blood and fell to the ground, groaning in agony.
From Shi Feiyang’s fingertips shot golden rays of light, piercing the bandits’ bodies like sharp arrows, leaving bloody holes from which blood gushed, making the scene appallingly ghastly.
With the sixth step, Shi Feiyang had already reached the edge of the bandits’ encirclent. He shouted, his voice as loud as a resounding bell, and forcefully pushed forward with the Divine Dragon Claw in his hand. A powerful wave of Inner Strength surged forward like an invisible giant wave, instantly blasting away the bandits numbering over a hundred in front of him.
The force was so imnse that the bandits scread in despair midair, crashing heavily into the distance, either dead or injured.
At this mont, Shi Feiyang’s surging Inner Strength wave transford into a massive golden Divine Dragon, baring its claws and teeth at the bandits. Wherever it went, it left devastation, uprooting trees and shattering boulders to pieces.
This golden Divine Dragon seed to be the most powerful existence between heaven and earth, any obstacle in its path unable to escape destruction.
In the final step, Shi Feiyang stood his ground, his gaze as sharp as a torch, sweeping over the hundreds of bandits who were besieging Yang Xue’Er and Leng Shuang. Under his formidable "Dragon Walk Seven Steps" offensive, they had all fallen to the ground, dead.
The power of these seven steps was like the descent of a Celestial God, making all the bandits feel an unprecedented fear.
The mountain forest seed to be cloaked with an invisible shroud of silence, except for Shi Feiyang’s figure, as upright as a pine tree, standing immovable in the stillness. His presence was like an unshakeable mountain, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
Around him emanated an aura that commanded involuntary respect, akin to a War God descending to the mortal realm, carrying supre majesty and power, rescuing Yang Xue’Er and Leng Shuang from the depths of peril. In the chaos of the mountain forest, he was like a beacon of light, illuminating hope and bringing victory.
At this mont, the dark clouds seed to be slowly parted by an invisible hand, gradually dissipating. A faint yet hopeful moonbeam pierced through the gaps in the clouds, gently shining over the forest that had just witnessed a bloody slaughter.
Under the moonlight, Shi Feiyang’s cold and harsh facial contours were clearly visible, his deep eyes seeming to hold endless stories, and his bloodstained hands bearing witness to the cruelty of the fierce battle just past.
In this hazy moonlit scene, his image appeared even more mysterious and powerful, as if he had transcended into a realm beyond mortals. The golden light on Shi Feiyang’s body, with the end of the bloodshed, gradually receded like a tide, restoring the tranquility of the past.
Yet, the formidable aura still stood like a towering mountain, awe-inspiring, preventing those looking on from daring to et his gaze directly. The wicked man Bai Renfeng was so terrified by Shi Feiyang’s display of imnse strength that his heart trembled with fear.
His eyes flickered, and in a panic, he feinted a move, imdiately abandoning his fierce battle with Wang Yan. With a light tap of his toes, his figure darted away like a black lightning bolt. His light-body technique was so fast that it was not at all inferior to that of "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, disappearing into the depths of the forest in an instant.
Yang Xue’Er, seeing this, stomped her foot in anger, letting out sighs of regret one after another: "Alas! Once again, that wicked Bai Renfeng has escaped. Alas!" Her voice was filled with frustration and unwillingness, and on her delicate face, her brows were tightly knit, feeling an imnse regret for not being able to bring Bai Renfeng to justice.
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