At this moment, two more cultivators attacked Shi Feiyang from both sides. They seemed to have planned it well in advance. One held a wolf fang club, its spikes gleaming coldly, smashing toward Shi Feiyang's head; the other wielded a crescent-shaped flying saber, shooting toward Shi Feiyang's back.
Shi Feiyang keenly sensed the attacks from both sides. He lightly tapped his foot, using the mystical Lightweight Technique, "Deep Concealment of Body and Name," his whole body floating like a wisp of smoke, instantly merging with the wind.
The wolf fang club hit the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust; the crescent flying saber grazed his clothes, as if time froze at this moment.
Shi Feiyang flipped in the air like a soaring eagle, diving down toward the two cultivators. His movements were fluid and graceful, as if performing an aerial dance.
