Chapter 279

Chapter 279: So What About Jiang Ting? She’s Still Getting Robbed!

Xiao Yang was absolutely not going to let Qin Fei bring those overpriced pills from the Heavenly Medical Sect back to the Qingyang Sword Sect.

So, he and Nangong Hui intercepted Qin Fei and his gang right on their path.

Qin Fei got seriously screwed, having to buy the pills at three times the price.

If Jiang Qitian found out about this, he might just blow a gasket.

Qin Fei was bound to face punishment.

That’s a tripled price we’re talking about.

Even the Qingyang Sword Sect would feel that pinch.

If Xiao Yang swoops in and snatches away those pricey pills from Qin Fei, wouldn’t Jiang Qitian be spitting blood in rage?

Just imagining Jiang Qitian’s furious face made Xiao Yang feel a giddy thrill.

In his previous life, this guy had really messed him over.

In this life, he wouldn’t let grievances lie unpaid—an eye for an eye!

“Thud!”

At that moment, a loud thud resonated from above.

The next second, a figure plummeted from the sky and crash-landed into the woods below.

“Boom!”

The ground shook, dust flying everywhere.

“Junior brother…”

“Holy Son…”

Jiang Ting, Zheng Fan, and the others were shocked and rushed toward where Qin Fei had landed.

“The Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect isn’t all that impressive!”

Nangong Hui, wearing a bronze mask, looked down at the panicked Jiang Ting and the others.

“Who are you?!”

Zheng Fan swung his right hand, and a beam of sword light appeared before him, chilling sword Qi erupting outward.

“You little Heavenly Martial Realm punk, dare to act fierce in front of me?”

Nangong Hui descended from the sky, a wave of oppressive force washing down.

Zheng Fan and the others felt as if a mountain had suddenly crushed them, and the weaker Inner Disciples were utterly terrified and knelt down.

Nangong Hui floated down gracefully onto the treetop, her cold gaze cutting through the bronze mask, fixing on Jiang Ting and her friends.

At that moment, from the massive crater created by Qin Fei’s fall, he emerged step by step.

“Leftover filth from the Demon Sect…”

Qin Fei’s furious voice echoed.

A powerful wave of sword Qi erupted, shaking the entire forest as temperatures dropped rapidly from the force of the sword energy.

In that moment, Qin Fei was like the Grim Reaper stepping out of hell.

Jiang Ting, Zheng Fan, and the others felt their hearts pound in fear.

“Peak Divine Martial Realm?”

Xiao Yang, hiding off to the side, sensed the aura from Qin Fei and couldn’t help but be surprised.

In just half a year, this guy not only re-forged his Flying Sword but also broke through to the peak of the Divine Martial Realm.

The Innate Dao Body was truly a cheat!

Of course, during that time, Qin Fei must have practiced in the Yuanwu Immortal Domain, where spiritual energy was concentrated.

Otherwise, he couldn’t have leveled up so quickly.

Xiao Yang had to admit that the Yuanwu Immortal Domain was indeed the premier cultivation site in the northern regions.

But so what?

If he wanted, he could also turn Qingyun Mountain into a cultivation paradise.

“All must die…”

Qin Fei glared at Nangong Hui perched atop the tree, and the next moment, beams of sword light erupted from him, coalescing before him to form a Flying Sword.

This Flying Sword radiated immense star power, its light shimmering with what looked like flickering stars.

“A Flying Sword forged from Stellar Iron?”

Xiao Yang, hiding behind a rock, spotted Qin Fei’s sword and his eyes lit up. This was indeed a Flying Sword made from Stellar Iron.

Wasn’t Jiang Qitian the Stellar Saint Body?

Thinking about this, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly. Jiang Qitian had been way too nice to Qin Fei, even giving him his Stellar Sword.

This was Jiang Qitian’s personal Flying Sword!

Why was Jiang Qitian so good to Qin Fei?

Giving away his own personal Flying Sword?

What was up with that!

Xiao Yang was truly baffled.

In his past life, Jiang Qitian’s behavior had always been suspicious.

Sure, Qin Fei had the Innate Dao Body, an incredibly rare cultivation physique.

But just because Qin Fei had such a trait, Jiang Qitian treated him differently?

Whether in this life or the last, Jiang Qitian’s actions were puzzling.

“Hand over the pills, and I may spare your lives.”

Nangong Hui’s cold voice came from the treetop.

“Go to hell!”

Qin Fei roared, and the next moment, the surrounding spiritual energy surged violently toward him, illuminating both him and his sword with brilliant light.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The Flying Swords within them trembled as if they wanted to burst free from their bodies.

Even Jiang Ting’s Flying Sword was vibrating incessantly.

“Hum!”

With a ringing sound, the mountains echoed, and a brilliant beam of sword light shot up into the sky like a shooting star, piercing straight toward Nangong Hui atop the tree.

“You don’t know when to quit!”

Nangong Hui formed seals with her hands, and an enormous demonic shadow surged from her, terrorizing those around.

The next instant, a demonic seal like a mountain of doom crashed into the incoming sword light.

“Heaven Demon Seal?”

Seeing this, Xiao Yang’s heart raced.

That was the ultimate seal of the Demon Sect!

Xiao Yang hadn’t expected Nangong Hui to wield this technique.

“Boom!”

The Heaven Demon Seal collided with the sword light, a huge explosion ringing out.

The void trembled.

The huge tree Nangong Hui stood upon exploded, and all surrounding trees were immediately shredded by the released force.

Razor-sharp sword energy burst out in all directions.

Jiang Ting, Zheng Fan, and the others hurried to take cover.

Jiang Ting summoned her Flying Sword, pulling the water element power from the heavens. A Water Shield appeared in the air, blocking the incoming sword energy.

The Inner Disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect were terrified.

Didn’t they just come to the Heavenly Medical Sect to buy pills? How did they end up in a scuffle with leftover filth from the Demon Sect?

At that moment, the demonic shadow around Nangong Hui dissipated into the void.

She was sent flying backward more than a hundred feet.

Meanwhile, Qin Fei, sword and all, was blasted away several hundred feet, crashing back down into the woods once again.

The gap was stark.

Qin Fei then soared back up on his sword.

“I’ll hold off this demon! Fellow disciples, run!”

Qin Fei steered his Flying Sword straight at Nangong Hui.

It was a self-sacrificing charge.

“Junior brother…”

“Holy Son…”

Zheng Fan and the other Inner Disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect gasped in shock.

“Get out of here! I’ll buy you time!”

Jiang Ting shouted at Zheng Fan and the others.

“This… Ugh…”

Zheng Fan had to turn around and lead the Inner Disciples to escape.

This demon was too powerful. If even Qin Fei couldn’t handle it, they definitely stood no chance.

At that moment, Qin Fei was again blasted away by Nangong Hui.

“Senior sister, you need to leave too!” Qin Fei urged.

He had blood at the corner of his mouth and charged once more at Nangong Hui.

“You’re seeking death!”

Nangong Hui sneered, and the next moment, she unleashed the ultimate sorcery of the Demon Sect.

Qin Fei felt the world spin, and countless images of Nangong Hui seemed to swirl around him.

“Heavenly Demon Supremacy, Reversal of Fortune!”

Nangong Hui’s voice echoed.

Qin Fei was gripped by terror as numerous illusions of her launched assaults at him simultaneously.

He was caught completely off guard.

As a spy for the Demon Sect at the Qingyang Sword Sect and the Demon Sect’s young master, he knew all too well how deadly this magic was.

He desperately activated his Flying Sword for defense.

But almost simultaneously, he felt a palm strike to his back, a kick to his chest, a punch to his face, and even a nasty low blow.

That low blow was wickedly brutal.

Any normal man struck by Nangong Hui’s kick would probably have been rendered obsolete.

However, Qin Fei was far from a normal man.

He didn’t have anything down there.

So, Nangong Hui’s low blow didn’t faze him.

He was sent flying backward.

Xiao Yang saw this and couldn’t help but feel a little pleased.

Right then, Jiang Ting and the others were making a break for it.

Xiao Yang wasn’t about to let them return to the Qingyang Sword Sect without a fight!

With a quick move, he blocked Zheng Fan and the others’ escape route.

“What…”

“This demon has backup?”

Zheng Fan and the others were taken aback.

One demon was bad enough; now there’s another?

Jiang Ting rushed to shield her group.

Xiao Yang wore the same bronze mask as Nangong Hui.

He reached out his right hand, making a grab towards Jiang Ting.

So what if Jiang Ting was there? He wouldn’t let her go either.

“Kill!”

Jiang Ting shouted angrily, sending a gray-blue beam of sword light slicing toward Xiao Yang.

The flow was smooth as water, the sword energy relentless and inescapable.

As a water element warrior, Jiang Ting’s water sword energy wasn’t excessive or fierce, but it infiltrated everywhere, sealing off all of Xiao Yang’s paths of retreat.

However, Xiao Yang merely grabbed with his right hand and caught all the incoming sword energies in one swoop.

Even Jiang Ting’s Flying Sword was snatched from her grasp.

“What…”

Jiang Ting was genuinely shocked.

Xiao Yang showed no mercy, crushing her Flying Sword in his hand.

Countless sparks of spiritual light erupted like fireworks in his grip, then vanished into the air.

“Pu!”

Jiang Ting felt as if she had been dealt a heavy blow, spitting out blood as she staggered back.

“How is this possible…”

“How do you know the Star-Plucking Technique of Fuyiao Sword Sect?”

Jiang Ting looked incredulously at the dark-clad figure with a bronze mask.

“Fuyiao Sword Sect?”

Everyone was taken aback.

That couldn’t be possible.

How could the Fuyiao Sword Sect be in cahoots with the leftovers of the Demon Sect?

“Who are you?!”

Jiang Ting stared in fear at the masked Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang remained silent.

He stepped forward and unleashed a punch.

Countless images of fists appeared in the air.

Jiang Ting, Zheng Fan, and all the Inner Disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect were knocked to the ground by that single punch.

Just that simple, straightforward punch took down a mob of sword cultivators.

These were sword cultivators!

Xiao Yang stepped forward, directly ripping Jiang Ting’s storage bag from her waist.

He then snagged the storage bags from Zheng Fan and the rest of the Inner Disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect, and raised his head to look at Qin Fei, who was still battling Nangong Hui.