A few days later, Shi Feiyang planned to go out to purchase some items needed for Jianghu affairs.

The sky seemed to be covered by a huge and heavy lead plate, gloomy and oppressive, making it hard for people to breathe.

The streets were deserted, with few pedestrians, each hurrying along, driven by the oppressive atmosphere.

Most of the shops along the street had their doors half-closed, with occasional low murmurs adding to the dreariness.

Just as Shi Feiyang stepped out of the inn, his keen intuition made him sense that several pairs of eyes were watching him like hungry wolves from the dark.

He remained calm and composed, without showing any expression, but quickened his pace, blending steadiness with a hint of alertness.

Sure enough, barely had he walked much further before several black-clad figures suddenly emerged from the dark corners of the street like specters.

They wore tight black outfits, blending seamlessly into the dim environment, wielding sharp blades that shimmered coldly in the dim light. Without a word, they moved swiftly and ruthlessly, like a group of well-trained, cold-blooded assassins, viciously lunging at Shi Feiyang, while a murderous aura filled the air.

Shi Feiyang's heart jolted with a sudden realization—it was the plot of that despicable Xie Zhichuan.

But he remained composed, his aura changing dramatically in an instant.

A powerful Inner Strength surged from within him, like a roaring tide.

The surrounding air seemed drawn by this majestic force, undulating violently and emitting a low "buzzing" sound, like distant thunder. Shi Feiyang unleashed the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique, coupled with the Bright Jade Technique infused with Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic Internal Technique. Working synergistically, their power was terrifying to the extreme. Furthermore, with the supreme bloodline bestowed by the Sunflower Saintess, Shi Feiyang possessed an immune constitution against all poisons, fearless of any toxic harm.

Shi Feiyang's figure was as fast as a black lightning bolt, swiftly weaving between the black-clad figures, accompanied by a whipping sound of the wind.

He executed a move from the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique called "Dragon Shadow Capturing Hand," his right hand darting out like a black shadow, as fast as lightning, aiming directly for a black-clad man's shoulder.

The black-clad man felt an overwhelming and irresistible force crashing onto his shoulder, as though clamped by a gigantic iron pincer. Then, with a sharp "crack," like a branch breaking in the winter cold, Shi Feiyang shattered his shoulder, leaving his arm limp and lifeless.

The black-clad man let out a piercing scream that tore through the oppressive sky, tearing a rift in the gloomy atmosphere, his face a mask of agony and terror.

Shi Feiyang did not stop there. He turned, agile as a leopard, executing a move "Dragon Claw Chest Split." His left hand, carrying immense force, struck heavily at another black-clad man's chest.

Under the impact of this extreme force, the black-clad man's chest bones shattered like broken tiles, emitting a series of "crackling" sounds, and his chest caved in deeply. Blood burst from his mouth, creating a striking arc in the air, and his body spun back like a kite with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up dust.

At this moment, two more black-clad figures launched a swift attack from both sides. A cold gleam flashed in Shi Feiyang's eyes, like a meteor streaking across the night sky. He executed a move "Dragon Neck Throttle," his hands like two agile and deadly divine dragons, instantly grasping the necks of the two black-clad figures.

Shi Feiyang's palms twisted sharply.

With two sharp "crack" sounds, the necks of the two black-clad figures were snapped, and their bodies fell straight to the ground, lifeless. For a moment, silence enveloped the surroundings, broken only by Shi Feiyang's steady breathing and the rustle of the wind.

In just a few swift moves, Shi Feiyang had efficiently and cleanly dispatched all these black-clad figures.

His movements were graceful, each action seamless, precise, and ruthless.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang stood firmly in place, breathing steadily. The breathtaking, life-and-death battle just now seemed like a leisurely game. His clothes fluttered lightly in the breeze, accentuating his calm and composed demeanor.

His eyes gleamed with a cold light, like cold stars in the night sky, as he pondered to himself: "This Xie Zhichuan dares to be so brazen, treating me as nothing. Today's events are not simple!" The determination and resolve in his gaze revealed his thoughts: If similar incidents occur again, he would ensure Xie Zhichuan pays a painful price for his squalid and shameless actions.

The intense battle noises alarmed Gong Simeng and Lin Wanqing. Hearing the commotion, they hurried over anxiously.

Lin Wanqing and Gong Simeng saw the black-clad corpses on the ground scattered haphazardly, their faces went pale with shock.

Gong Simeng's eyes widened, her fear evident, her face as white as a sheet.

She quickly moved to Shi Feiyang's side, hands gripping his arm tightly, nails almost digging into his skin, speaking urgently, "Big Brother, this Xie Zhichuan is so insidious and ruthless, this place is too dangerous to stay any longer. Let's leave Jinan Prefecture immediately; there's no need to bother with such a villain. Besides, we have the Vermilion Bird, this Auspicious Beast. Riding it, we'll take the sky route, and in a moment, we'll fly back to Jiangnan." Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of a sob, fully expressing her worry about Shi Feiyang, fearing he might suffer any harm.

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