Blood Rakshasa fixed her gaze and saw that it was indeed Shi Feiyang, feeling both surprised and delighted at heart.
Xie Zhichuan saw that Shi Feiyang's hands were empty, and there was no knife or sword hanging at his waist. Although he was extremely terrified, he still harbored a glimmer of hope, deluding himself into thinking he could escape by wielding his sword.
He gritted his teeth, a trace of menace flashing in his eyes, and his hand made a flourish with his treasure sword, stabbing fiercely toward Shi Feiyang. The momentum of the sword carried a whistling wind, seemingly aiming to pin Shi Feiyang to the spot.
Seeing this, Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed with anger, and he shouted furiously, "Xie Zhichuan, you vile thief, you dare to make a move against me? Truly courting death!"
Before the words even fell, his palms flew, like two agile wings, chopping straight through the flickering sword light.
