"Brother Ying/Ying Feiyang, what are you doing?" Destroying the book with his sword, Ying Feiyang's unexpected action caused the two beauties to exclaim at the same time.
But after Ying Feiyang destroyed the book, his momentum did not stop. The broken pages danced in the air like white butterflies, but a sword pierced through the air, heading towards Zhao Ya with an unstoppable force!
"You …" Zhao Ya rebuked, but felt a piercing pain on her skin. All the vital acupoints on her body had been locked on by the sharp sword essence.
Realizing that she could not take this sword head on, Zhao Ya could only avoid it. Her feet tapped lightly, and her demonic primordial instantly formed two blue butterfly wings on her back. The butterfly wings flapped lightly, and her body retreated dozens of feet at the critical moment.
But as she retreated, Ying Feiyang did not give up. Without any hesitation, the sword style of "Swift Wind and Chaotic Clouds" was used, crisscrossing like rain or waterfall. The dazzling cold light wove into a butterfly net.
Step back, step back. Under the continuous attacks of the fast sword, Zhao Ya, who had lost the initiative, had no power to fight back. Her hands flew like butterflies, barely blocking the attacks. Her feet dodged step by step, trying to escape the shackles of the sword energy net.
But after retreating dozens of feet, she realized that her back was pressed against the maple tree in the courtyard. Her body was blocked, and she could not help but pause.
In this moment of stagnation, the Sword Qi that filled the sky instantly disappeared, and a majestic and mighty Qi activity pressed down from above. Zhao Ya looked up and saw the paper fluttering like snow, and the maple tree falling like fire. As the fire and snow intertwined, Ying Feiyang leaped up. The wind howled and the clouds rolled around him, gathering thousands of Sword Qi into one sword. He swung out a decisive blow that changed from swift to heavy.
Unable to dodge, unable to retreat, Zhao Ya could only stabilize her body and form a spell.
"Butterfly Transformation – Cocoon Protection!"
With the order, the falling leaves and paper gathered around Zhao Ya, forming a giant cocoon that wrapped around Zhao Ya's slender body.
In the next moment, the sword energy slashed down, directly towards the giant cocoon.
There were several clangs, the wind howled, and the sword energy shot through the air. The paper and leaves scattered, and then were swept into powder by the sword energy. The courtyard was full of holes and dust.
"Big Sis Ya!"
It was a long story. In reality, it had only been a few blinks of an eye since Ying Feiyang attacked. Chu Song had just recovered from the shock, and the battle was already over. He saw Zhao Ya kneel down. Her dress was stained with dust, and her face was pale. She was panting heavily.
Ying Feiyang was nowhere to be seen.
"Are you alright?" Chu Song hurried forward to check on Zhao Ya, but Zhao Ya pushed her away and said fiercely, "Don't worry about me. He hasn't gone far. Gather the sisters and take him down!"
"But Big Brother Ying …" Chu Song wanted to defend Ying Feiyang.
Why did Ying Feiyang, who was helping to find the truth, suddenly destroy the remaining clues of the parasitic gu?
What did he see in the book?
Who tore out two pages from the book?
From the moment she flipped open the book, what she had seen and heard in a short time had exceeded the load her mind could bear. Ying Feiyang's behavior was indeed suspicious, but his determined gaze prevented Chu Song from suspecting him.
Zhao Ya knew what she was going to say without waiting for her to finish. She interrupted, "No matter what, he is a suspect, and it's true that he destroyed the clues. Are you going to let him take the blame and escape? Or do you want Young Master to do it himself? "
Chu Song's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She knew that if she let Young Master Ling do it, he would not be able to turn the situation around with his temper.
"Big Brother Ying, take care!" Chu Song sighed in her heart and nodded. "Yes, I understand!"
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On the other hand, Ying Feiyang was not in a good state either. Although he had used the momentum from the clash with Zhao Ya to escape, he still felt the blood in his body churning.
He could still move and escape, but Zhao Ya had no strength to get up. It looked like he had defeated Zhao Ya in a short period of time, but Ying Feiyang knew how lucky he was to win.
Earlier, he threw the book to Zhao Ya, causing her to reach out to catch the book. The door in front of her was wide open, and he launched a surprise attack, catching her off guard. This was the first reason.
Zhao Ya majored in sorcery, and after he seized the initiative, he engaged in close combat with his swift sword, causing Zhao Ya to be unable to free herself to cast her sorcery. This was the second reason.
With these two reasons, he was able to defeat Zhao Ya. If they were to fight again, the outcome would be uncertain.
This made Ying Feiyang even more worried. Zhao Ya was already in such a state, and among the three beauties, Qin Feng's cultivation was above Zhao Ya's. If he were to fight Qin Feng, his chances of winning would be slim.
Not to mention, there was still the master of Jinping Villa, Young Master Ling, who looked down on the world.
Wanting to escape their pursuit could be said to be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
However, Ying Feiyang did not plan to escape now.
According to what the ladies had said, Qin Feng was now taking care of the unconscious Han Fu. Young Master Ling should still be cultivating in the quiet room. On the surface, he was flying out of the villa on his sword, but in reality, he was trying to divert the demons' pursuit. After Zhao Ya was injured, Chu Song should have taken over the command. With her personality, she would definitely help buy some time.
Right now, Jinping Mountain Villa seemed to be in a state of mutual hostility, but the place he was going to might be at its weakest right now.
With this thought, Ying Feiyang lowered his body and suddenly turned. With a few leaps on his sword, he returned to the villa and landed in a courtyard.
This place was secluded and secluded. A small building stood under the shade of tall bamboo. It was the residence of the mistress of the villa, "Tranquil Elegant Building".
However, Ying Feiyang did not care to break the tranquility of this place. He quickly walked forward and went inside.
A maid outside the door wanted to stop him, but before she could say anything, Ying Feiyang had sealed her Qi Meridian. Then, he broke in without knocking on the door.
"Who is it!" Inside the room, Xie Lingyan was taking a nap with her clothes on. When she heard the sound of the door being broken, she suddenly woke up and got up in a daze. When she saw Ying Feiyang, she was startled and shouted, "Martial Nephew Ying, why are you here?"
"Don't give your elders so casually. Let me see your arm." As Ying Feiyang spoke, he did not have time to discuss with her. He pulled up her sleeve and revealed half of her snow-white arm.
"Ah?" Seeing Ying Feiyang's sudden blasphemy, Xie Lingyan exclaimed and her pale face suddenly turned red.
Ying Feiyang, on the other hand, felt as if he had been electrocuted. Xie Lingyan's skin was as white as ice jade and almost transparent. The veins under her arms were clearly visible, too. However, her veins were not dark blue but slightly red, as if weird blood patterns had been carved on the white jade. This was the symptom of being possessed by the Mother Gu, which he had read in the book. "Sure enough, the one being possessed by the Mother Gu is you, Senior Sister!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Speak clearly! "Xie Lingyan was about to reprimand him. But Ying Feiyang did not give her the chance to speak. He pointed with his fingers and the weak Xie Lingyan could not dodge. Her Qi Meridian was instantly sealed.
"Now is not the time to talk. I will take you away first!" Ying Feiyang knew that time was tight and did not allow her to refuse. He forcefully carried Xie Lingyan on his back.
Just as he was about to reach out to open the door, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing in his face. The door in front of him was violently knocked open by an invisible airflow, and it trembled as it opened and closed.
Along with the cold wind, there was an even colder voice. "You came in without an invitation and humiliated my wife. You still want to leave under my eyes? Since when did Jinping Manor become a place where you can come and go as you please? "
As the voice entered his ears, Ying Feiyang's mind suddenly focused and his sword-like eyes followed the voice.
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