The Black-clothed Man naturally was the same one from ten days ago, the one who ambushed Ji Feiyang within the forest.
The one being hunted, yet saved once again, was naturally Ji Feiyang.
Su Mo couldn’t help but feel emotional about it—all this effort and persistence just to kill one man, or to avoid being hunted down.
Just as he was thinking, he heard Feng Baichuan speak coldly:
"Take him with us, back to Heavenly Blade Sect."
Several junior brothers acknowledged and took out wound medicine to apply to Ji Feiyang.
Only to see Ji Feiyang suddenly straighten up, leaping into the air, his toes touching a tree trunk as he prepared to leave.
With a humming sound, a Blade Light tore through the sky; had Ji Feiyang continued forward, he would have inevitably been enveloped by the Blade Qi and had to abruptly twist in mid-air.
It is said that strength originates from the ground, and without it, twisting in mid-air is exceedingly difficult.
However, the Feiliu Three Thousand Blades that Ji Feiyang practiced were specifically a set of blade techniques effective in mid-air.
With a sudden turn, a Blade Light was released, spinning into a wheel, followed by a rustling sound...
Layers of blades, densely packed, continuously appeared in mid-air, cascading downwards. It wasn’t exactly three thousand blades, but at least tens of Blade Lights.
The overwhelming Blade Lights rained down directly upon Feng Baichuan.
Yang Xiaoyun watched on with cold eyes but unexpectedly let out a light ’hmm’.
However, before Su Mo could ask, Feng Baichuan’s weapon had already met the multitude of descending sharp edges.
In a flash, the clamor of metal echoed nonstop.
Sparks flew everywhere in the void.
At this point, Su Mo finally turned to Yang Xiaoyun: "What happened?"
Yang Xiaoyun’s expression was odd as she said: "Ji Feiyang’s blade technique is quite extraordinary. The Heavenly Gate Flying Blade, Ji Wanli, is well-known, but his son seems to be tacitly acknowledged as the next Su Mo of Luofeng City..."
"Don’t spout nonsense, I’ve never met Ji Feiyang."
Yang Xiaoyun smiled and said: "I never thought about that before..."
"Thought about what?"
"In your youth, you indulged in frivolous pleasures, fond of the company of flowers. If Ji Feiyang were truly like you, you should have met long ago, why have there been no encounters?
"This shows that truly, while you dallied among flowers, Ji Feiyang did not.
"He deliberately kept a low profile, secretly honing his martial arts; otherwise, he wouldn’t possess such remarkable skill."
Su Mo nodded lightly: "Still, compared to Sister Xiao Yun, his skills are far inferior..."
Yang Xiaoyun snorted, saying no more, but the slight curl of her lips showed that she somewhat enjoyed Su Mo’s words.
Amidst the idle conversation between the two, the duelists in front had already determined a victor.
Feng Baichuan, as the leading brother in the Heavenly Blade Sect, far surpassed his peers in martial arts, and though Ji Feiyang had proficiently executed Feiliu Three Thousand Blades initially gaining the upper hand, he quickly lost momentum.
Having not initially suppressed Feng Baichuan, he gradually fell into disadvantage.
Moreover, originally injured, after about twenty exchanges, Feng Baichuan suddenly unleashed a Blade Aura, rendering Ji Feiyang immobile.
The blade in his hand slowly twisted, defeated.
Had Feng Baichuan not shown mercy, it could have been possible to split him in two right there.
However, Feng Baichuan merely knocked the blade from his hand, stepped forward, and consecutively tapped several acupoints on his body, immobilizing him.
Ji Feiyang, despite being restrained, still roared:
"Scoundrels of Heavenly Blade Sect, if you have the guts, kill me!"
Feng Baichuan’s expression remained cold: "The blade technique you used, seems to be the Feiliu Three Thousand Blades from Heavenly Gate Escort Agency of Luoxia City? What is your relationship with Ji Wanli, the Chief of the Heavenly Gate Escort?"
Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun exchanged glances, momentarily speechless.
After a whole fight, Feng Baichuan still didn’t know who he was actually facing.
"Hahaha, scoundrel, why the pretense? I am Ji Feiyang, and Ji Wanli is indeed my father! Kill or slash as you please—it’s up to you!"
After speaking, he held his head high, unyielding till death.
Feng Baichuan paused for a moment, then spoke indifferently: "So, you are Master Ji’s son. We had elders leading disciples to Phoenix Alliance to look for you, yet you ended up here. However, since Young Master Ji has come to Heavenly Blade Sect, why the secretive investigation of Grandmaster Tong’s residence at night?"
"Hmph! Are you trying to trick me into talking? You underestimate me!"
Ji Feiyang sneered coldly, then simply shut his mouth.
Feng Baichuan’s expression remained impassive, his eyes devoid of any change, only slightly silent before speaking: "Since we’ve met, please accompany us to the Heavenly Blade Sect, Young Master Ji. We have some matters to discuss with you as well."
Ji Feiyang laughed loudly upon hearing this: "Have matters to discuss? Very well, Heavenly Blade Sect, do you think I would be scared of you? Bring it on; if I so much as frown, I don’t deserve to be called a hero!"
Feng Baichuan considered for a moment: "Alright."
Then he asked his junior brothers to watch him and turned to Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun: "Have you two rested enough?"
"Hmm, we can set off at any time."
Su Mo nodded, smiling.
Ji Feiyang hearing this, finally noticed Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, and was momentarily stunned: "Lord Su, Young Master Yang, why is it you two? Don’t tell me you’ve been deceived by these villains of the Heavenly Blade Sect? Heavenly Blade Sect is no place of virtue; you both better leave quickly."