At this moment, Shi Feiyang faced the large, approaching force with an aura of fearless heroism, exuding a commanding presence that made nothing in the world capable of making him retreat even half a step. He would single-handedly defend the Hengshan Sect and uphold the justice in his heart.
Before long, the formidable force arrived.
Shi Feiyang's gaze was as sharp as a blade. On a closer look, he saw the aggressive crowd, with none other than the Blood Saber Sect's leader, Blood Demon Saber King, Chu Xiangren, at the fore.
Chu Xiangren had a towering and robust figure, like an imposing mountain. His face was full of fat that quivered slightly with his breath, exuding a chilling, ferocious aura. In his hand, he held a large, blood-red saber, with runes shimmering on the blade. It seemed as though countless vengeful spirits roared within it, emitting a strange and sinister energy, as if each swing of the saber could claim a life.
