That's because he had captured her heart back then...
However, just as Bai Xia turned around, she saw Yang Feng holding the Flame Sword, drawing a long rainbow across the hall, frantically unleashing many terrifying sword energies, stirring up horrifying waves, as if the sky were towering!
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"
Screams of agony echoed continuously from the martial arts disciples as they plummeted from mid-air and crashed to the ground.
Some were missing limbs, and some died like dead dogs!
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 428 I am not him!
"Spare me...spare my life!"
One of the martial arts disciples knelt down and pleaded.
Unfortunately, Yang Feng remained silent, his eyes cold and indifferent. He gently raised the Flame Sword and suddenly swung it at him. A fiery red sword aura instantly split him in two.
Blood splattered everywhere.
It's fine if they're greedy; it's human nature. But if they want to kill Yang Feng, then they should pay the price with their lives first.
The secular martial artists who kept sneaking in from the outside were all amazed by this scene. The fiery red sword energy and the powerful aura were breathtaking.
"Is it over..."
Yang Feng's eyes were deep and calm. He murmured something softly, gripped the Flame Sword tightly, and stood proudly in place, not a drop of blood on his body.
"This worldly young man is quite something! No wonder my senior sister was so flustered when she saw him before. Could it be that they've met before?"
Linghu Shasha looked at Yang Feng's tall and aloof figure with a shifting gaze, and murmured in confusion.
"You still deny it? You were the one who descended from the sky and saved me with this miraculous longsword! From now on, I'm sticking with you!"
Bai Xia was stunningly beautiful. With a light step, she gracefully arrived beside Yang Feng in her flowing white robes. Her beautiful eyes were filled with deep affection as she softly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng merely glanced at her indifferently, then turned and walked out of the hall, leaving behind a single sentence:
“I’ve already said it, I’m not him, I… already have a wife.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Xia's mind went blank. Her gaze drifted unfocused as she looked at Yang Feng's retreating figure, and tears streamed down her face.
She waited for him for ten years, only to find out he already had a wife and had no intention of acknowledging her...
She was 100% certain that the man in red was the same ordinary man before her, judging from his appearance and the eerie, fiery red sword in his hand.
"Senior sister, why do you have to do this for this worldly youth? You have countless prodigies in the martial arts world who admire you."
Although Linghu Shasha didn't quite understand what had happened between them, she still went up to Bai Xia and comforted her.
"You don't understand..."
Bai Xia gently shook her head, standing there calmly and serenely, gazing at Yang Feng's retreating figure from afar, like a fairy longing for her lover.
Just then, a powerful aura emanated from not far away. Yang Feng frowned. Clearly, someone else was coming. Judging from the aura, their strength was definitely above the Heavenly Rank.
They might be senior masters from martial arts sects!
The secular martial artists at the entrance of the main hall also felt the oppressive aura emanating from this place. They exchanged glances for a second before quickly running away in all directions.
"Come on, all of you, let's settle this all at once today!"
Yang Feng held the sword in one hand, took a few steps back, and a killing intent flashed deep in his eyes. He gathered the spiritual power in his body and poured it into the flaming sword.
"call out!"
A long rainbow, like lightning, rushed in, followed by a middle-aged man of about fifty years old, who stood steadily on the floor of the main hall.
The first person to see it was Yang Feng, and the second person to see the corpses of his sect's disciples was Yang Feng.
"It was you! You actually killed the sect leader's eldest disciple, Wanyan Chong!"
The middle-aged man's eyes immediately filled with anger. He pointed his thumb at Yang Feng and spoke coldly.
This middle-aged man is none other than Gan Cang, an elder of Wanyan Chong's sect!
They were all elders who came to the mortal world together to protect the disciples of their sect, but now all those disciples have perished. He has no way to explain himself unless he brings the killers back to be punished!
Peel and remove the tendons!
"Elder Gan Cang, it was that woman who killed Brother Wanyan. That worldly youth only killed six other disciples from other sects."
At this moment, Jing'er hurriedly ran to Elder Gan Cang's side, pointed at Yang Feng and Bai Xia, and spoke loudly.
"Hmm? She killed Wanyan!" Elder Gan Cang's gaze fell on Bai Xia, a hint of killing intent flashing within him, and he spoke:
"You... I remember now, you are Bai Xia, the disciple of Elder Fu Dan of the Qingcheng Palace! Don't think that just because your Qingcheng Palace is powerful, our Tianwen Sect won't dare to touch you. Do you know who you killed? The chief disciple of the Tianwen Sect Master! Wanyan Chong!"
"I know that I will take care of anyone who poses any threat to him."
Bai Xia nodded calmly, glanced at Yang Feng not far away with her beautiful eyes, and replied softly.
"You! Fine, very well. I'll take both of you back to face the punishment of our Tianwen Sect. As for you, Bai Xia, your master, Fu Dan, will come and take you back!"
Gan Cang was furious and said coldly that if their Tianwen Sect's power hadn't been slightly inferior to that of their Qingcheng Palace, he wouldn't have felt so aggrieved and would have killed them directly.