Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 165: Bravely Entering the Dragon's Lair: Shi Feiyang's Blood Splashes at the Headquarters to Protect His Brothers

The crowd dispersed, the night deepened, and everything was silent.

Shi Feiyang and Qi Meizhen walked into the tent hand in hand. The tent was filled with a warm atmosphere.

The moonlight was like water, gently pouring in through the window, covering the couple who had experienced many ups and downs with a layer of dreamy and gentle silver light.

Shi Feiyang gently embraced Qi Meizhen in his arms, his movements so gentle as if he was protecting a rare treasure.

He felt Michelle Yim's warm body temperature and even breathing, and an indescribable sense of happiness rose in his heart. All the troubles in the world had disappeared. Michelle Yim snuggled tightly in his arms, her face filled with a satisfied and relieved smile. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, delicate and brilliant. At this moment, she seemed to own the whole world, and all her fatigue and worries had disappeared.

On this quiet night, they embraced each other affectionately, excitedly loving each other. No words were needed, their heartbeats intertwined, telling of their endless love.

Their hearts were closely connected, and in this tranquility, they had become one. The noise and danger of the outside world were thrown away, and they only enjoyed the warmth and deep love given by each other.

As the morning light begins to appear, the first ray of sunlight, like a golden thread, gently sprinkles on the camp.

The camp was already bustling with activity, as the warriors worked methodically according to their plan. Some carefully polished their weapons, ensuring they would unleash their full potential in battle; others disguised themselves, quietly leaving the camp to gather information; and still others cared for their injured comrades, hoping they would recover quickly and return to the battlefield.

Shi Feiyang stood on a high place, looking at the busy scene with a firm gaze, and an inexplicable sense of pride surged in his heart.

That night, the night was as dark as ink, like a huge piece of black silk covering the earth.

Shi Feiyang led his two good brothers, "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen and "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun, on a journey to the dense forest along the middle section of the Chishui River.

Maggie Cheung stood at the entrance of the camp and watched Shi Feiyang go off to battle.

Her eyes were filled with worry and tears welled up in her eyes.

She stared at Shi Feiyang's receding back, silently praying in her heart that her husband would return safely.

After her husband left, Maggie Cheung tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She simply stood up and organized the disciples of Xiongying Society to train the "Liuhe Sword Formation" overnight.

She was agile and moved among the disciples to give them guidance. Her voice was clear and firm as she constantly corrected their movements.

The Chishui River rushed through the darkness, and the water made a low and powerful roar. The sound seemed like the roar of the earth, and it seemed to be telling the vicissitudes of life that this land had experienced.

The dense forest along the river looked eerie and terrifying. The tall trees, lush and leafy, intertwined branches and leaves, almost obscured the entire sky, like a vast green cage. Moonlight filtered through the gaps between the branches, casting mottled shadows like fragments of broken silver mirrors on the ground, adding a touch of mystery and eeriness to the dense forest.

Shi Feiyang and his companions carefully sneaked into this mysterious jungle. Their figures shuttled through the darkness like ghosts, and they took every step extremely cautiously, for fear of alerting the enemy hiding in the dark.

However, as they approached the Blood Demon Gang's headquarters, they were met with a fierce attack. Laying in ambush were Zhong Renwang, Ding Hong, Wu Ce, Tang Zhihan, Xie Zhichuan, He Kezhou, Shan Xue, Shan Bing, Yang Lu, Yang Guan, as well as the gatekeepers Tonggu Weng and Feisuo Jiang.

They had already set up many ambushes and were quietly waiting for Shi Feiyang's arrival like hunting beasts.

All this was not accidental, but a conspiracy carefully planned by Zhong Renwang.

Zhong Renwang, a veteran of thirty years in the martial arts world, possessed rich experience and extensive connections. He knew Shi Feiyang's hatred of evil and was certain he would come to the Blood Demon Gang's headquarters.

So, relying on his prestige and means in the martial arts world, he spared no effort and financial resources to invite two top masters from Bozhou - Tonggu Weng and Feisuo Jiang, which increased the chances of success of this ambush.

He was like a shrewd fox, who had made careful plans and captured several disciples who had been sent by the Xiongying Society to investigate the situation. He had a complete understanding of the situation and was now waiting for Shi Feiyang to fall into his trap.

At this time, "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen and "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun misunderstood Bai Zhi's intentions.

They secretly cursed Bai Zhi in their hearts, thinking that she was using her beauty to seduce their young leader Shi Feiyang. Little did they know that all this was carefully planned by the cunning old man Zhong Renwang.

The bronze drum master is tall and strong, like a small mountain, holding a simple and elegant bronze drum in his hand.

Once struck, the sound was so resounding it could deafen a deafened person. The Jade-Breaking Xiao Gong he unleashed was incredibly powerful, its sound waves whistling through the air like razor-sharp blades, shattering anything it touched, even creating huge cracks in the solid ground.

His zipline technique is so ingenious that it's impossible to guard against it. He has laid numerous ziplines along the cliffs, like lurking venomous snakes, poised to strike at any moment. With his agility, he weaves between them, making his movements unpredictable.

Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed among the enemy group, like a towering mountain, as steady as Mount Tai.

He quickly drew out his Sky Frost Blade, its light blazing like lightning. After invoking the Bright Jade Technique, his entire body was immediately covered in a layer of frost, gleaming with light and chilling with a chilling chill that made one's teeth tremble.

Afterwards, he used the "Hundred Victories Sword Technique", and each sword strike was like a silver moon cutting through the sky, with the wind whistling and the power was astonishing.

Zhong Renwang stood aside with a sly smile on his face. He suddenly said coldly, "Shi Feiyang, today is the day you die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and unleashed the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." His palms resembled two dragons soaring through the clouds, lunging at Shi Feiyang with bared fangs and claws. Then, with the "Arrogant Dragon's Regrets," he unleashed his left and right attacks with such force that dust flew up like a violent storm.

Seeing this, Ding Hong, the elder of the Beggar Gang, waved his iron stick, shouted, and performed the "Dog Beating Stick Technique". The iron stick seemed to come alive in his hands, hooking left and right, focusing on Shi Feiyang's weaknesses.

The Beggar Gang elder Wu Ce was not willing to be outdone. He used the "Poison Dragon Skill" and the wind from his palm carried a strong fishy smell. The grass and trees withered at the touch of it. The shadow of his palm seemed to want to rip out Shi Feiyang's heart.

He Kezhou and Shan Xue, a couple, one holding a long knife and the other holding a short knife, cooperated perfectly, the knife light was like water, blocking Shi Feiyang's retreat route.

He Kezhou's long sword is extremely powerful, while Shan Xue's short sword is flexible and changeable, which is dazzling.

Yang Lu and Yang Guan of the Golden Spear Society, wielding their spears, charged at Shi Feiyang like two angry dragons. The cold gleam of their spear tips was terrifying. Yang Lu aimed for the throat, Yang Guan for the abdomen, the two men working in perfect harmony, determined to strike Shi Feiyang down.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiang Kun immediately jumped up and blew the iron flute. The strange sound of the flute went straight to the evil bandits of the Blood Evil Gang. Wherever the evil sound went, the bandits showed expressions of pain, as if they were being pulled by an invisible force.

Their weapons dropped involuntarily, their bodies trembled, and some even fell to their knees, groaning in pain. The flute music grew more intense, like a violent storm, sweeping across the battlefield. Under the attack of this sonic wave, the vicious bandits of the Blood Demon Gang almost lost their ability to resist.

Xie Wen used the "Flying Like Light Smoke" skill, and his body was as light as a wisp of light smoke floating in the air.

In his left hand, he held a long whip, its shadow dancing in the air with a crisp "snap" sound; in his right, he held the silk net of the Heavenly Silkworm, his eyes fixed on the ground, waiting for the perfect moment to strike his enemy. His movements were swift and precise, and the silk net seemed to come alive in his hands, opening and closing at his will like an invisible net, ready to capture prey at any moment.

Xie Wen's figure kept changing in the air, like an eagle soaring in the sky, dazzling and elusive.

Although surrounded by numerous enemies, Shi Feiyang showed no fear. He exuded an awe-inspiring aura, like an indestructible mountain. His left hand tightly grasped the Sky Frost Blade, the blade gleaming coldly and as clear as autumn water, gleaming with a breathtaking brilliance against the dim Redwater River.

His movements were as nimble as lightning, and the flashes of his swords crisscrossed like silver lightning dancing wildly in the night sky.

Every time he swung his sword, it contained the tremendous force to split mountains and split rocks. It collided violently with the enemy's attack, and sparks flew everywhere. The flying sparks were like fireflies on a summer night, but they also contained deadly danger.

Shi Feiyang's swordsmanship is as smooth as flowing water, and every move and every style is full of power and beauty.

Suddenly, his right hand suddenly raised up, and in an instant it was covered by a layer of dazzling golden light. The light was like the rising sun, dazzling and brilliant, and it seemed to come from the mysterious power of an ancient dragon, flowing endlessly.

In a flash, his right hand transformed into a divine dragon's claw. The scales on the claw sparkled, and the sharp claw tip revealed a cold murderous intent. The powerful aura spread out in all directions like surging waves, causing the surrounding air to tremble and distort.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang unleashed the ultimate move of the Divine Dragon Claw, "Seven Steps of the Dragon".

He took the first step, stomping his left foot heavily on the ground, as if an ancient giant god had descended, causing the earth to tremble. A visible air wave, centered on his feet, quickly spread out like ripples.

Wherever the air wave reached, the sand and rocks on the ground were instantly blown up, and the surrounding enemies lost their footing and staggered back.

Shi Feiyang took advantage of this opportunity and the dragon claw on his right hand, like a golden lightning, grabbed Yang Lu beside him swiftly.

Yang Lu was terrified and tried to raise his gun to resist, but Shi Feiyang's dragon claws were so powerful that they bent his spear in an instant. The powerful force penetrated the gun, causing Yang Lu's knuckles to crack and bleed. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and hit a big tree several feet away.

The tree trunk couldn't bear the weight and broke with a snap.

Yang Lu was also broken in half and died tragically under the tree.

When he took the second step, Shi Feiyang flashed like a ghost and appeared in front of Yang Guan in an instant.

He kicked out with his right foot, which contained a tremendous force. The air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Yang Guan had no time to react before he was kicked in the chest by Shi Feiyang. With a few "crackling" sounds, several of his ribs were instantly broken. His body flew backwards like a cannonball, drawing an arc in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground. He vomited blood, his breath was weak, his whole body twitched a few times, and he died tragically.

In his third move, Shi Feiyang leaped high into the air, his body spinning rapidly in the air. The divine dragon claw in his right hand, like a high-speed meat grinder, swung wildly at the surrounding enemies. Wherever the dragon claw touched, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the enemies screamed in agony.

Seeing this, Shan Xue and He Kezhou, a married couple, hurriedly brandished their long and short swords, attempting to block Shi Feiyang's attack. However, Shi Feiyang's Dragon Claw was too fast and powerful, and their swords were like fragile straws before it, instantly being knocked away. Shan Xue was unable to dodge and was struck by the Dragon Claw, her entire arm instantly ripped open, revealing the bones.

She screamed and fell to the ground, writhing in agony. Seeing this, He Kezhou's eyes flashed red as he desperately rushed towards Shi Feiyang, only to be kicked in the stomach by Shi Feiyang. He flew out and landed among a group of enemies, knocking them all over the place.

In the fourth step, the moment Shi Feiyang landed, he pushed hard with his feet and shot towards Ding Hong, the elder of the Beggar Gang, like an arrow.

The Sky Frost Blade in his left hand flashed with cold light, drew a sharp arc, and slashed towards Ding Hong's neck.

Ding Hong was horrified and quickly waved his iron rod to resist.

With a loud "clang" sound, sparks flew everywhere, and a deep gap was cut into the iron rod in Ding Hong's hand.

His arms were also numb from the shock.

Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity and lashed out his right dragon claw at Ding Hong's chest. Ding Hong tried to dodge, but Shi Feiyang's aura locked him in place, preventing him from moving. The claw instantly pierced Ding Hong's clothes, leaving several deep bloody marks on his chest. Ding Hong groaned and took several steps back, his face as pale as paper.

In the fifth step, Shi Feiyang turned and faced Zhong Renwang. Zhong Renwang was now filled with fear, but he still pretended to be calm and performed the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" from the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms". He leaped into the air and struck from above, his palms carrying powerful force, hitting Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, without dodging or evading, he used his right hand's dragon claw to directly meet Zhong Renwang's palms.

With a "bang", the power of the two collided in the air, forming a powerful shock wave. The surrounding enemies were knocked to the ground by this shock wave. Zhong Renwang only felt a huge force coming.

His hands seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang exerted force with his dragon claws, and the bones in Zhong Renwang's hands made a "cracking" sound. He screamed, his hands were broken, and he flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and vomited blood.

In the sixth step, Shi Feiyang locked his gaze on Tang Zhihan, the leader of the Huashan Sect.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang Zhihan wanted to escape, but how could Shi Feiyang give him the chance?

He flashed and instantly came behind Tang Zhihan, raised the dragon claw in his right hand high, and then grabbed it down suddenly.

Tang Zhihan turned around in horror, only to see a golden dragon claw reaching for him. He closed his eyes in despair. The dragon claw slammed into Tang Zhihan's back, tearing his flesh apart. Blood stained his clothes. He let out a shrill scream and fell forward to the ground.

Shi Feiyang took the seventh step and crushed Tang Zhihan's head with one foot.

Then, Shi Feiyang slowly turned around and glanced at the remaining enemies around him.

At this time, the banks of the Chishui River were in ruins. Most of the enemy bandits were killed or wounded. The remaining bandits looked at Shi Feiyang with fear in their eyes.

Shi Feiyang's body was covered in the blood of the enemy bandits. He was like a demon from hell, exuding a terrifying aura.

He walked towards the enemy step by step, and with every step he took, the enemy involuntarily took a step back.

In the end, the remaining enemy bandits could no longer bear the fear in their hearts and turned around and fled.

However, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

The bronze drum master, like a ferocious demon, stood at one side of the battlefield, striking his bronze drum with all his might, emitting a deafening roar resembling thunder. The sound waves, like an invisible yet violent force, raged through the air. Xiang Kun, who was playing his iron flute with all his might, attempting to distract the enemy, was severely injured by the impact of the bronze drum's sound waves.

His face instantly turned as pale as paper, bloodless, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staining his clothes red. He was shaking and finally fell to the ground powerlessly, seriously injured.

When Shi Feiyang saw this scene, his heart suddenly tightened, as if he was being grabbed by an invisible big hand.

Because he had to take care of Xiang Kun who was seriously injured, Shi Feiyang was instantly in a desperate situation.

At this moment, the surrounding enemy bandits saw this situation and all showed smug smiles, which were full of malice and ridicule.

Zhong Renwang staggered and struggled to get up from the ground. A streak of blood hung from the corner of his mouth. He glared at Shi Feiyang fiercely, his eyes wide open, and shouted at him fiercely, "Shi Feiyang, you've come to this day! You're so arrogant and domineering on weekdays, but now let's see where you can escape!"

Xie Zhichuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at Shi Feiyang, and said sarcastically with disdain: "Humph, you always think you are invincible and go against us. Now, let's see how long you can keep your arrogance. Can you even fly into the sky?"

Tu Zhongtian, the "Blood Demon" and the leader of the "Blood Evil Gang," crossed his arms, a smug smile on his face as he sneered, "Shi Feiyang, don't you always think you're omnipotent? In front of so many of us, you're still vulnerable. You're nothing but a paper tiger with nothing but a show!"

Deputy gang leader "Ghost-faced Rakshasa" Liu Sanniang and Qinglong Hall leader "Death Judge" Zhao Dun both chuckled sinisterly. They coordinated with the flying rope generals and formed a fan-shaped circle around Shi Feiyang and the wounded Xiang Kun, intending to capture them in one fell swoop.

Xie Wen, who was in mid-air, was extremely anxious when he saw this, but he knew that his martial arts skills were far inferior to those of these masters. If he flew down rashly, he would not only be unable to provide effective help, but might increase Shi Feiyang's troubles and become a burden to him. He could only worry in mid-air.

Bai Zhi was concerned for Shi Feiyang's safety. Ever since Shi Feiyang and his men arrived at the Chishui River, she had been lurking in the nearby forests, watching the battle. Hiding among the dense branches and leaves, she nervously observed every move on the battlefield.

When she saw Shi Feiyang perform the magical skill of "Seven Steps of the Dragon", she couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Shi Feiyang was seen with a nimble figure, and every step he took seemed to carry the power to destroy the world. Wherever he went, the enemies fell down one after another.

However, Bai Zhi's heart was hanging at this time.

Shi Feiyang not only has to protect the seriously injured Xiang Kun, but also has to face invincible masters like Tonggu Weng and Feisuo Jiang, and his situation is becoming increasingly dangerous.

Bai Zhi could no longer bear the worry in her heart. Although she was conflicted and painful because Shi Feiyang already had Qi Meizhen, her deep love for Shi Feiyang still drove her to stand up regardless of everything.

She quickly covered her face, muttered something, quickly formed seals with her hands, and performed witchcraft.

In an instant, a strong, pungent, disgusting and weird smell spread out, like the stench from hell.

Countless poisonous insects of various shapes suddenly crawled out from the ground. Some were covered with sharp poisonous stingers that flashed with a faint green light; some spitted green venom from their mouths. Wherever they passed, the land was corroded with black marks.

These poisonous insects swarmed towards the enemy bandits. At the same time, thick green smoke appeared in the air, and ferocious and terrifying ghost faces emerged from the smoke, emitting creepy, spine-chilling growls.

The enemy bandits were caught off guard by this sudden and bizarre attack, and their tight formation was thrown into disarray. They stared in horror at the venomous insects and ghostly faces around them, some collapsing in fear, others fleeing in all directions. The scene was a scene of utter chaos.

Shi Feiyang took the opportunity to pick up the seriously injured Xiang Kun, and broke out of the encirclement with Xie Wen.

The leader of the "Blood Evil Gang" "Blood Demon" Tu Zhongtian, the deputy leader "Ghost-faced Rakshasa" Liu Sanniang, the leader of the Qinglong Hall "Death Judge" Zhao Dun, the Tonggu Weng, the Feisuo General and other evil bandits will not give up, they chase after them relentlessly, trying to force Shi Feiyang and others into a desperate situation again.

During the breakout process, Bai Zhi always stayed close to Shi Feiyang. Regardless of her own safety, she resisted the enemy's attacks again and again, and fought for a chance to escape for Shi Feiyang, Xiang Kun and Xie Wen.

After running for several miles, Shi Feiyang stopped when he looked back and saw that the enemy bandits were no longer chasing him.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi quickly pulled off her mask, her eyes full of guilt, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I've implicated you." Her voice was filled with deep self-blame and regret.

Shi Feiyang looked at her, his eyes showing no trace of blame, but instead a hint of gratitude: "Miss Bai, thanks to your help, we were able to successfully break through. How is Xiang Kun's injury?"

Bai Zhi hurriedly examined Xiang Kun's wound. Her brow furrowed as she spoke solemnly, "The injury is severe. It's from the Broken Jade Xiao Gong. It can't be healed with ordinary exercises. Special medicine is needed. My master is the Master of Bozhou's Xinglin Temple. He lives in seclusion in Qingfeng Cave on Cuiping Mountain. We must bring him to see my master as soon as possible."

Shi Feiyang looked at Bai Zhi, a touch of emotion flashing in his eyes. In this life-or-death moment, he truly saw Bai Zhi's kindness and courage for the first time. The relationship between the two also quietly took a step forward in this thrilling life-or-death moment.

Afterwards, Bai Zhi, along with Shi Feiyang and Xie Wen, carefully escorted Xiang Kun to Qingfeng Cave in Cuiping Mountain, hoping to save Xiang Kun as soon as possible.

In late autumn, Cuiping Mountain unfolds like a gorgeous painting, presenting a unique landscape. The rolling hills resemble the earth's ridges, standing steadily in the autumn breeze.

Most of the trees on the mountain have shed their vibrant green for a vibrant autumn attire. Maple leaves, like flames, burn on their branches, adorning the entire mountain with a vibrant sunset glow. Ginkgo leaves, like golden butterflies, sway gently in the breeze, occasionally dropping a few leaves to blanket the mountain forest in a soft golden blanket.

The pines and cypresses are still green, standing tall and straight amidst the splendor, adding a touch of resilience and vitality to Cuiping Mountain.

The path in the mountains is winding and covered with thick fallen leaves. With every step you take, you can hear a "crunching" sound under your feet, as if the earth is whispering the music of autumn.

Though no longer as vibrant as they were in summer, the wildflowers along the roadside still stubbornly bloomed, dotted among the grass, adding a touch of life to the cool, late autumn air. The waterfall in the distance no longer surged like it did in summer, but flowed more leisurely. The water, falling from a height, created layers of splashing water that, refracted by the sunlight, formed brilliant rainbows.

Follow the winding mountain road and you will reach Qingfeng Cave.

The entrance to the cave was hidden by a dense vine, on which hung strings of crystal-clear dewdrops, shimmering with multicolored light in the sunlight. Pushing aside the vines and entering the cave, a refreshing breeze greeted me.

The cave is spacious and deep, with dots of fluorescent light flickering on the stone walls, like stars in the night sky. From the ceiling hang countless stalactites in various shapes, some like sharp swords piercing the ground, some like upside-down lotus flowers, and still others like lively fairies, all vivid and lifelike.

There are trickles of clear spring water flowing along the wall of the cave. The spring water slowly slides down the stone wall and drips into the puddles on the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

In the center of the cave stands a huge stone, its surface as smooth as a mirror, emitting a mysterious luster under the fluorescent light. The entire Qingfeng Cave is quiet and mysterious, like an isolated fairyland, or a treasure house hiding countless secrets.

Bai Zhi's master, Hanlu Zhenren, is about fifty years old. Time has left light marks on her face, but it has not damaged her unique temperament.

She was short and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her down, yet within her slightly stooped frame, she exuded an unyielding strength. Her face was thin, with slightly prominent cheekbones, and her complexion, from years of mountain retreat, had a healthy, sun-kissed tan. Deep wrinkles etched across her forehead, like mysterious symbols written by time, recorded her vicissitudes and wisdom.

His eyebrows were like two slender willow leaves, slightly raised, revealing a sense of agility and sharpness. His eyes were small but extremely bright, like a bottomless pool, flashing with a light of insight into the world, as if he could see through the secrets deep within people's hearts.

Her nose is small and straight, her lips are thin and firm, and the corners of her mouth are slightly drooping, giving her a serious and calm feeling. Her silver hair is neatly tied back with an ancient wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair fall on both sides of her cheeks, adding a touch of softness to her.

Hanlu Zhenren wore a moon-white Taoist robe, its texture soft and flowing with her movements, like flowing moonlight. Embroidered with dark golden cloud patterns, the winding clouds seemed to reveal the mysteries of heaven and earth. As she moved, the clouds appeared and disappeared, adding to the sense of mystery.

The collar and cuffs were trimmed with a light blue border, adding a touch of freshness to the Taoist robe. She wore a black silk ribbon around her waist, from which hung a small brocade bag. It was unknown what precious items were inside.

Behind her, there was a whisk tied with a white ribbon. The white ponytail of the whisk was as clean as snow, swaying gently in the breeze. Every swing seemed to sweep away the dust and troubles of the world, showing her extraordinary and otherworldly nature as a practitioner.

The character of Master Hanlu is like a mountain spring, clear and deep, making it difficult to see through at a glance.

She is usually taciturn, but her words are like precious pearls, and each word carries a heavy weight.

When facing her disciple Bai Zhi, her severity is like the frost and snow in winter, merciless. If Bai Zhi slacks off even a little, she will observe with a cold gaze and teach with sharp words, urging Bai Zhi to forge ahead on the path of cultivation.

But behind this harshness lies a deep love, like the warm spring sun, which, though not blazing and ostentatious, quietly nourishes Bai Zhi's growth. In the face of external turmoil, Master Hanlu always maintains a detached and indifferent attitude.

The world's prosperity, hustle and bustle, fame, wealth and honor are nothing but passing clouds in her eyes.

She was completely immersed in spiritual practice and studying medicine and pharmacology, and scoffed at those who pursued fame and fortune.

When Shi Feiyang and others brought the injured Xiang Kun to her for help, she didn't treat him any differently because of his status, focusing solely on treating him. Her eyes were firm and calm, her hands were methodical, and she showed the compassion of a doctor.

Under the careful treatment of Master Hanlu, Xiang Kun's severely damaged internal organs gradually healed, but his body was still weak and urgently needed a long period of rest.

After Shi Feiyang knew that Xiang Kun's injury was not serious, he decided to keep Xie Wen to accompany Xiang Kun for a few days.

While Bai Zhi and Hanlu Zhenren went to rest, Shi Feiyang, with a solemn expression and determination in his eyes, quietly left Qingfeng Cave, and then left Cuiping Mountain without stopping, running alone towards the headquarters of the "Blood Evil Gang" on the banks of the Chishui River.

A raging fire of justice burned in his heart, and his hatred of evil made him unable to tolerate the "Blood Evil Gang" continuing to do evil. His natural domineering nature made him fearlessly go deep into this dangerous place.

The headquarters of the "Blood Evil Gang" is hidden in a deep and dense forest on the banks of the Chishui River. The ancient trees around it block out the sun, and the thick trunks stand like giants. The branches and leaves are layered, blocking out the sky.

The fallen leaves piled on the ground were about a foot thick, emitting a rotten smell mixed with the smell of damp earth, which filled the entire space.

Occasionally, the shrill cries of birds could be heard drifting faintly from the depths of the woods, adding a touch of eeriness and horror to the dead silence.

Shi Feiyang strode with his head held high and strode into the headquarters of the "Blood Evil Gang" with a dignified manner.

He stood straight, like a towering, unshakable mountain, emitting an intimidating and frightening aura. He had a powerful aura that made the air around him stagnate.

In an instant, countless evil bandits from the "Blood Evil Gang" shouted from all directions, and rushed over with knives raised like a surging tide. The momentum seemed to drown Shi Feiyang in an instant.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang just snorted coldly, his voice was low and cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and with a "swish", he pulled out the Sky Frost Blade.

The blade flashed with cold light, just like a cold crescent moon, emitting a chilling chill.

At the same time, he used the Mingyu Gong, and the true energy in his body surged like a raging torrent.

Instantly, a thick icy fog rapidly spread outward, centered around him, like a sea of ​​white clouds, quickly enveloping the entire mountain forest. The previously shimmering surface of the Chishui River, under the influence of this extreme cold, quickly froze into a thin layer of ice, like a giant mirror, reflecting a cold light.

Facing the bandits charging at him like wolves and tigers and the dense barrage of hidden weapons they fired at him, Shi Feiyang's expression remained stern as he unleashed his Hundred Victory Sword Technique without hesitation. His movements were agile, his steps light yet steady, as if treading on air. Each step seemed slow but actually swift, leaving the reader unpredictable.

The Sky Frost Blade in his hand flashed coldly in the icy mist, and the blade light crisscrossed like silver lightning slashing across the night sky.

He repeatedly used the ultimate move "Heaven and Earth Live Together", and every time he swung his sword, it brought with it the tremendous power to split mountains and crack rocks.

Under the flash of his sword, the hidden weapons shot at him were like fragile straws, shattered one after another, turning into countless metal fragments that flew everywhere. Then, Shi Feiyang cleverly avoided the sharp weapons buried in the ground.

His eyes were like cold stars in the night sky, keenly capturing the subtle signs of every trap. Whenever he approached a trap, he would lightly jump, his body as light as a swallow, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and landing steadily in a safe area.

The traps set up in the forest, whether they were spikes suddenly popping out from the trees or sharp blades burrowing from the ground, were useless against him. He could always accurately judge the attack direction the moment the trap was activated, and then destroy it with the Sky Frost Blade at lightning speed.

As Shi Feiyang continued to perform "Heaven and Earth Live Together", the evil bandits around him fell one after another.

His swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every swing of his sword could take a life.

Under his knife, the bodies of those evil bandits were like fragile rag dolls and were easily chopped into several pieces.

Headless corpses and broken arms and legs flew everywhere, and blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding land red.

The forest instantly became a mess, with broken limbs scattered all over the ground.

The bloody smell filled the air, making people feel sick, like hell on earth.

While killing the bandits, Shi Feiyang never lost sight of his goal. He fought bloody battles while keeping an eye on his surroundings. Finally, in a hidden cave, he discovered several imprisoned members of the Xiongying Society.

These disciples were covered in wounds, whip marks and blood, their clothes were tattered, and they collapsed weakly on the ground.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang became even angrier. He quickened the speed of his knife and eliminated the remaining bandits even faster, then quickly came to the front of the cave.

He used the Sky Frost Blade to cut the iron chain locking the cave entrance, walked into the cave, and helped the disciples of the Xiongying Society up one by one.

Looking at these injured brothers, Shi Feiyang's eyes were full of concern and anger.

He gently comforted his disciples, telling them not to be afraid and that he would lead them away safely.

(End of this chapter)