However, Shi Feiyang would not easily let them go.
With a swift movement, he caught up with a masked man attempting to flee, striking with his palm.
With a crack, the man's chest bone shattered.
At this moment, Shi Feiyang's eyes shone with a bloodthirsty glint, vowing to cut down every last masked assailant.
The remaining masked men were beyond terrified.
They had originally come to take Shi Feiyang's life, and now, Shi Feiyang wouldn't let them escape so easily.
Thus, Shi Feiyang wielded his palms like the wind, defeating the rest of the masked men one by one.
Now, only one sharp-eyed, burly masked man was left standing.
This burly masked man no longer used palm force but drew his blade, slashing at Shi Feiyang.
After eliminating the other masked men, Shi Feiyang swiftly turned around, executing the "Buddha's Holy Lamp" move from the Tathagata Divine Palm. His form became agile and elusive, making his palm technique appear dreamlike and unpredictable.
The sharp-eyed masked leader saw this and a vicious glint flashed in his eyes. He roared and swung his long blade forcefully at Shi Feiyang. Missing his target, the masked leader's gaze grew more vicious as he swung again, the blade glinting like lightning, aiming for Shi Feiyang's vital points.
Yet Shi Feiyang remained calm, his form ghost-like as he dodged left and right, effortlessly avoiding the blade's edge each time while seizing opportunities to counterattack. His movements were light and swift, as if dancing amid the blade's light and shadow, each evasion executed with ease.
The masked leader saw this and grew increasingly anxious, his attacks becoming more ferocious.
However, Shi Feiyang could always dodge the fatal blows in the nick of time, showcasing extraordinary martial arts and a calm mind.
The intense battle raged on, blade light and sword shadows interwoven in a stalemate.
The surrounding air seemed drawn to this duel, echoing with a deafening roar.
Shi Feiyang fought with rising bravery, his palm techniques becoming more refined.
Meanwhile, the masked leader gradually showed signs of weariness.
In his fierce clash with Shi Feiyang, he felt his power continuously draining, growing weaker with each fight. His inner power waned as he watched the white mist emanating from Shi Feiyang's entire body, his eyes fixed on the whirlpool of palm force circled by Shi Feiyang's True Qi. Realizing Shi Feiyang was using the Bright Jade Technique, he thought to himself: Could this lad be from Yihua Palace? This is bad! Things have gone awry! Offending Yihua Palace would bring great trouble in the future.
The speed of his blade-wielding slowed down.
Then, Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity, his form suddenly leaping up, employing the "Reversal of Mountains and Rivers" move, his palm wind like a mountain flood, unstoppable. The masked leader was shocked, putting all his might into wielding his blade to fend off the attack.
However, Shi Feiyang's move contained the power of striking through a mountain to hit an ox, disorienting the enemy.
The masked leader could not withstand Shi Feiyang's thunderous strike, and with a loud bang, his long blade was sent flying. The masked leader suffered severe injuries and retreated while spitting blood. Shi Feiyang quickly followed up, reaching out and grabbing the man's throat.
"Please don't harm my father!" At this moment, a woman flew in through the window.
Her gentle voice rang out amidst the smoke, filled with resolve and restraint.
However, her face was not hidden by a veil, clearly indicating that her power was deep enough to move freely in the smoke.
Her voice was so melodious and appealing, it was hard to believe.
Indeed! The visitor turned out to be a young and beautiful maiden.
Shi Feiyang's gaze burned like a fervent flame, staring at this beautiful maiden in awe.
The maiden's shoulder bore a monkey, one Shi Feiyang had seen before, the same that had accompanied an elderly man earlier.
In an instant, Shi Feiyang exclaimed, "Could it be you? That old senior?"
The beautiful maiden was still dressed in fresh clothes, standing gracefully like a blooming flower, radiant and alluring.
Her posture was light, as if a gentle breeze could lift her gently.
Her visage was like meticulously crafted porcelain, delicate and smooth, carrying a fresh aura, her bright eyes shining with wisdom, as if they could see into one's heart. Her smile was like the sun in spring, warm and bright, irresistibly charming.
Her every movement was filled with elegance and composure, as if she were the perfect embodiment of grace in the world.
Shi Feiyang involuntarily released his grip from the masked leader's neck.
The man fell to his knees, breathing heavily and coughing incessantly.
The beautiful maiden smiled and praised, "Young Hero Shi indeed has a keen eye!"
Then, she stepped forward to help the masked man up, explaining to Shi Feiyang, "I am Gong Simeng, and I thank Young Hero Shi for your mercy. My father, Gong Ci'en, is the master of the Eagle Beak Rock Sub-Branch of the Divine Water Palace. Earlier, I did not intentionally assist Young Hero Shi but executed a minor strategy to rescue Wu Chi and others about to be slain by Young Hero Shi. However, our side failed, and we must return the fee to Snow Eagle Castle. Alas, the loss is great! I suspect my master, as the palace master of Divine Water Palace, will have to borrow from Young Hero Shi."
Her words seemed to subtly hint at a threat, as if the palace master of Divine Water Palace possessed unparalleled martial arts in the world.
Shi Feiyang was unafraid, instead laughing heartily, "In that case, Divine Water Palace will come to trouble me again, right? Tell your palace master that I have no money to spare, but I do have a life. Miss Gong, please go ahead! Next time, I may not be so merciful to your father. I hope I won't see you two again."
A hint of a cold smile crossed Gong Simeng's pretty face, but she no longer wished to verbally spar with Shi Feiyang.
Thus, Gong Simeng gently nodded, then swiftly and firmly reached out, grasping her father's collar tightly, and with a firm pull, brought her father securely into her embrace.
Then, without hesitation, she turned and soared into the air, leaping agilely out of the window like a lithe swallow, flying freely in the air. Her movement was smooth and graceful, like a swallow flying through the sky.
Shi Feiyang stood staring dazedly at the graceful figure of Gong Simeng as she departed, his gaze filled with amazement and admiration.
In his heart, Gong Simeng's image was similar to that of the Sunflower Saintess, her sacred and beautiful silhouette lingering indelibly.
Her beauty was an extraordinary kind of beauty, especially her clear-as-water bright eyes, with long and curled eyelashes. Each blink seemed like a butterfly flapping its wings, carrying an inadvertent charm.
Her nose was high-bridged, the color of her lips naturally pink, and when the corners of her mouth slightly curled upwards, the lines were smooth and beautiful, irresistibly captivating.
At this moment, Liu Dayou, Liu Guihua, Wu Zhong, Xiao Lingling, and a few other heroes ran hurriedly into the Unity Hall, holding dripping wet quilts. Seeing Shi Feiyang safe and sound standing there, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Dayou approached with concern and asked, "Brother, are you alright?"
Shi Feiyang gently shook his head, smiling as he replied, "Just a few petty crooks, nothing worth mentioning."
With that, he took the dripping quilt from Liu Guihua's arms and began to extinguish the fire.