Shi Feiyang looked down at the bodies on the ground, his gaze devoid of any ripple of emotion. He lifted his foot and walked toward the next enemy, his steps firm and ruthless. His eyes gleamed fiercely as he unleashed a move called "Dragon Rising to the Sky," like a black meteor shooting into the sky. Spinning mid-air, his twin claws, as sharp and glinting as two cold blades, clawed toward the two masked men below.
"Puff, puff," the sound echoed, as his claws deeply embedded into the backs of two masked men, their blood instantly staining their clothes red.
Shi Feiyang yanked hard, tearing open two large gashes on the backs of the masked men, who screamed in agony and collapsed to the ground, struggling miserably in the mud and water. As Shi Feiyang looked at the struggling enemies on the ground, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he lifted his foot to stomp down hard on their heads.
