Shi Feiyang's gaze was like lightning. Noticing Xiang Kun's crisis, he instantly performed the "Divine Dragon Cloud-Wandering Step," his figure swiftly darting to Xiang Kun's side like a bolt of lightning. His Myanmar Saber was drawn with a flash of cold light, executing the ultimate move "Raging Sea Tides" from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique.
His saber movements were bold and sweeping, each swing accompanied by a whistling wind, as if stirring up turbulent waves, instantly engulfing the black robe attackers surrounding Xiang Kun. "Swoosh swoosh swoosh," several black robe men fell to the ground under this fierce saber technique, letting out muffled screams of agony.
Shi Feiyang swiftly took out a precious elixir from his chest, the faint fragrance of which seemed particularly precious on this bloodthirsty battlefield. He handed the elixir to Xiang Kun's lips, urging anxiously, "Quick, take it!"
