And then a figure shot out of the window like lightning, feet kicking off the frame, rising into the air like a bird.
Blades flashed brilliantly all around, as four knives came slashing toward the waist at the same time.
Feng Yin's toes retracted, and his entire body turned into a stream of light, twisting his form into a rising dragon just as the knives almost grazed his garments.
He immediately deployed "Stealing the Sky and Changing the Day."
With a whoosh, he conjured hundreds of afterimages.
In an instant, he was a hundred yards away.
Such speed was simply astonishing.
Hundreds of prepared experts all exclaimed in surprise.
They saw Feng Yin moving through the air, dodging left and right, his afterimages still flickering to the east while his body had already reached the treetop of a large tree a thousand yards away.
A purple-robed elder appeared like a specter.
With a long sword hanging at his waist, he chose not to draw it.
