Suddenly, his aura changed dramatically, and a powerful presence surged towards them, scattering the dust in the air with its force.

Under the influence of Shi Feiyang's formidable Inner Strength, the soft sword in Fu Anxing's hand encountered an invisible and immense resistance in an instant.

The blade of that soft sword quickly accumulated a thick layer of frost, transforming in the blink of an eye from a sharp killing weapon into an ice stick wrapped in cold ice. Then, with a crisp "crack" sound, under the stunned gazes of everyone, the soft sword shattered into countless pieces under the shock of Shi Feiyang's "Shock Eye Tribulation" Divine Skill, scattering like broken ice chips all over the ground.

Witnessing this scene, Fu Anxing was instantly taken aback, her eyes widened in disbelief.

She never imagined that Shi Feiyang's Power would be so profound, strong enough to freeze and destroy her soft sword in an instant.

At this moment, her heart was filled with fear and regret, knowing full well that she was no match for Shi Feiyang. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

She dared not linger even for a moment, hurriedly employing the exclusive Lingkong Body Technique from the frontier, her whole body moving like a black lightning, drawing an arc in the air as she escaped in an instant.

In the direction she fled, only a scene of sand and dust was left swirling in the wild wind, narrating her embarrassment and unwillingness.

The wild wind still raged madly within the pass, roaring deafeningly, cheering and applauding this thrilling battle.

The sound of the wind, the impact of stones and sand, and the pervasive scent of blood on the battlefield intertwined, filling the entire world with an aura of slaughter.

Scattered on the ground were the icy remnants of the Sword Puppet and the fragments of the soft sword, glinting coldly under the moonlight, silently narrating the breathtaking and fierce battle just now. However, for Shi Feiyang and the others, although perilous, the battle ultimately passed without danger.

The heroic group hurried back to the inn, their expressions still tinged with the fear of having narrowly escaped death.

They all gathered in the small attic of Shi Feiyang and Yang Xue'Er, and this soul-stirring battle had left them all sleepless.

Shi Xiong, full of anxiety, ran to boil water, and shortly afterward, returned with steaming tea, his hands trembling slightly, clearly still recovering from the earlier peril.

Miao Menlong frowned, glancing over everyone's faces, and spoke, "Everyone, have you ever thought about why those Jianghu scoundrels are so aware of our movements? This really is quite strange."

His voice was deep, tinged with a hint of worry, echoing softly in the quiet attic.

Shan Zhi snorted coldly, his face full of indignation, and replied, "We are wholeheartedly for the Imperial Court, for the people, and for all beings under heaven, yet the Imperial Court always sees us as a thorn in their side. The Jinyi Guard is always well-informed, and the Beggar Gang has also aligned itself with the Imperial Court, so those Jianghu scoundrels obtaining our whereabouts from them is no difficult task."

As he spoke, he pounded the table forcefully, causing the teacups on it to shake.

Shi Feiyang picked up the teacup, sipped the tea gently, his expression calm, as if the life-and-death battle just now was a mere trivial episode.

He said slowly, "No matter, let those scoundrels come if they wish, it's not a big deal. As people of the Jianghu, we are already licking blood off the blade, this kind of thing is nothing unusual." His voice was steady and powerful, imbued with a reassuring firmness.

Yang Xue'Er sat by his side, her beautiful eyes full of worry, softly biting her lower lip, gazing at Shi Feiyang, and tenderly said, "Feiyang, this journey is full of dangers. I would rather not return to the Liaodong Qingfeng Pavilion, as long as ensuring your safety."

Her gaze was full of affection, the playful and mischievous her before marriage was now entirely gone, replaced by meticulous care and concern for her husband. Shi Feiyang lightly held Yang Xue'Er's hand, saying gently, "Xue'Er, returning home before marriage is a tradition of a thousand years, how could we ignore it? We mustn't break the custom."

There was full care in his words, and his eyes showed determination.

At this moment, "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen stood up, his expression serious, cupped his fist and said, "Grand Squad Leader, shall I go scout the road first? It's also good to know in advance if there's any danger ahead." Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, showing trust in his gaze, and said, "That would be great, Brother Xie."

Xie Wen, upon receiving this permission, immediately employed the Feixu Qingyan Technique, his form like a wisp of smoke, instantly passing through the window, disappearing into the boundless night, merging with the air instantly.

Miao Menlong, witnessing this, turned again to Shi Feiyang and suggested, "Grand Squad Leader, why not use carrier pigeons from the Jiangnan Headquarters to summon brothers over? With more people, we have strength in numbers, and with that, we'll have some backup when encountering danger."

Shi Feiyang gently shook his head, his eyes firm, and said, "As long as we have righteousness on our side, why fear those Jianghu scoundrels? There's no need. We conduct ourselves with integrity and righteousness, why would we fear them?"

Since Xiang Kun suffered emotional pain from Xiao Lingling, he has become even more reticent.

At this moment, however, he suddenly spoke up, his voice deep yet showing some wisdom, "Don't we have a few sub-squads in Liaodong? We can use carrier pigeons to ask Elder Lin, Squad Leader Liu, and Squad Leader Li to meet us at Shanhai Pass, and also gather information along the way, so that if there's danger, we can receive prior warning."

Everyone listened and nodded in agreement, thinking this plan was quite brilliant.

Yang Xue'Er, listening to the heroes exchanging words, felt extremely touched.