The silk wrap tied around both people, protecting their hearts, Bai Susu urgently said, "There are probably many more enemies, let’s run!"
Seeing the two of them tightly bound together by the silk wrap, Feng Qitong’s eyes couldn’t help but light up.
Feeling Bai Susu’s softness pressed against his chest, his face turned even more flushed with excitement.
He then flashed a brighter smile at Bai Susu, "Sister, don’t be afraid; the ones who need to run are them!"
As he finished speaking, his lips curled coldly, then he held Bai Susu’s lower body with one hand to prevent her skirt and shoes from being stained by the bloody mud on the ground.
With the other hand holding a long sword, he advanced step by step like a god of slaughter, constantly harvesting lives with boundless vigor.
At this sight, the voice hidden in the shadows exclaimed, "Impossible! Feng Qiwu, have you actually learned to use Star Power?"
What qualifications does a mere mortal like Feng Qiwu have to master such powerful Star Power?
Besides, without a method of cultivation, how could Feng Qiwu possibly absorb Star Power into his body?
Hearing the other’s words, Bai Susu couldn’t help but feel her heart jolt.
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It seems her earlier speculation was correct; this world does indeed contain a special energy similar to Demonic Qi.
This might be the root cause of Feng Qiwu’s mania.
And the person hidden in the shadows knows what Star Power is!
While Bai Susu was thinking this, she heard Feng Qitong coldly laugh in front of her, "Ignorant rat!"
Even that dull idiot Feng Qiwu didn’t know how powerful a force he possessed, and it nearly ruined his body’s meridians.
But he was different from Feng Qiwu.
He was born during Feng Qiwu’s madness triggered by Feng Qingyang, while his body happened to be receiving an infusion of Star Power.
With his insight, he quickly realized this was an unprecedented mysterious force and firmly grasped its operation method.
The only trouble is, Feng Qiwu’s body somehow absorbs more Star Power, causing the internal ferocity to worsen, and even using the correct operation method couldn’t control the tearing sensation of myriad Sword Qi.
Inside Feng Qiwu’s body, it seems like countless swords are wildly releasing Sword Qi, trying to slice his body into fragments from within.
Yet, even so, with just a slight operation of Star Power within him, he could easily slaughter these so-called elite assassins before him.
Thinking of this, Feng Qitong’s lips curled in disdain, and the next moment, his gaze grew colder as he slashed around.
Then, after all the assassins were down, he swung his sword toward where the hidden mastermind was hiding.
The Sword Qi instantly chopped down more than a dozen thick giant trees.
And the person hidden among the branches had to reveal himself at this moment.
He wore a silver mask, his white hair flowing, his robes fluttering, holding a Jade Flute, looking quite ethereal and mysterious, noble.
Discovering by Feng Qitong, he remained calm, merely sighing in surprise, "Feng Qiwu, no wonder others regard you as the greatest opponent; even without a method for Star Power cultivation, you still comprehend it to such an extent. You indeed deserve to be called the number one in the mundane world."
Upon hearing this, Feng Qitong merely responded coldly to the other, "How I am is not for you to judge!"
Number one in the mundane world?
Does this guy think he’s an Immortal with such a condescending tone!
What does he count for?
The next moment, holding Bai Susu, he swiftly lunged toward the man with white hair.
But the white-haired man was not as easy to deal with as the assassins, and with a flick of his body, he stood in the air, looking down at the two.
Then he said to Feng Qiwu, "Feng Qiwu, considering your exceptional talent and potential, if you are willing to join my Kongtong Mountain, not only will the trivial Da Qin throne be yours, but unifying the world wouldn’t be difficult either. Moreover, I can introduce you to my master and let you learn the true methods of cultivation, how about it?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Qitong’s gaze narrowed.
He then fiercely swung dozens of swords toward the air.
The Sword Qi interwove into a dense mesh in the air, forcing the white-haired man to evade awkwardly, unable to maintain his previous ethereal and pretentious posture.