Senior brother, stop it, you are the villain!

Feng Shao was already extremely angry.

Except for the sect leaders and elders, basically everyone is imprisoned here. What Feng Shao saw was several disciples who had been beaten to a bloody pulp and hung from the beams, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. The other disciples also had more or less signs of torture on their bodies, and they were tied together with dejected expressions. In addition, there were more than a dozen female disciples lying on the ground in disheveled clothes, and several people were raping them.

And among those who committed violence, there were actually outer disciples of Taiwei Sect!

The sound of Feng Shao rushing in immediately attracted the attention of the perpetrator. They frowned and cursed. But when they turned around to see who was coming, they were all stunned.

A young man who was originally an outer disciple of the Taiwei Sect and has now become a minion of the Blood Demon Sect looked at the door with jaws on his face and murmured: "Wind... wind..."

A Blood Demon Sect disciple who was busy committing violence and had no time to look back couldn't help but cursed: "What is the wind? Is it blowing?"

A Blood Demon Sect disciple next to him tugged on his sleeve and whispered: "It's the wind... the wind..."

"You can't even speak clearly. What a waste!" The man cursed angrily and turned around. But the next moment, his face froze: "Feng... Feng... Feng Shao!"

After hearing the name "Feng Shao", the disciples of Taiwei Sect, who were tortured to the point of depression, turned to look at the door. After seeing clearly that the person who came was Feng Shao, their eyes revealed the joy of surviving a desperate situation, and some female disciples couldn't help crying.

"Senior Brother Shengzi, save us..."

Feng Shao's face was gloomy and he strode in. A disciple of the Blood Demon Sect suddenly pulled out a long sword with a ghost head and roared: "Others are afraid of you, but I am not! Feng Shao, suffer death!"

However, before the ghost head sword in his hand fell, he felt a cold on his right shoulder. Then, he realized that he couldn't control his right hand.

Looking at his arm flying in the air, he felt the pain belatedly and couldn't help but scream miserably. But as soon as he screamed, he saw a golden light rushing straight in front of him. The next moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mouth and lost control of his tongue.

Seeing the tragic situation of the man rolling to the ground and covering his mouth, unable to hold back his screams, many Blood Demon Sect disciples shuddered, and a chill filled their hearts.

When the Taiweizong disciples saw this scene, they all showed joy.

A Blood Demon Sect disciple who had been committing violence just now stood up, stared directly at Feng Shao with a pair of blood-red eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "He is just a person, what is there to be afraid of? There are so many of us, and one knife per person is enough." I can chop him to death! Come on, brothers!"

At his call, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect came to their senses, drew out their weapons and charged towards Feng Shao with howls. Feng Shao narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward slowly, and faced him without fear.

The Blood Demon Sect disciple who rushed at the front raised his long sword high and struck Feng Shao head-on. Feng Shao didn't look at it and waved his sword casually. The man only saw a golden light passing by his eyes, followed by severe pain coming from his shoulder. But before he could scream, he felt coldness in his lower limbs, and his legs were broken at the knees. He fell to the ground involuntarily, turning into a gourd rolling on the ground and wailing continuously.

Everyone else was frightened when they saw this scene, and their eyes looking at Feng Shao were full of fear.

The conflict between the Blood Demon Sect and the Taiwei Sect was not just a day or two, and it was not the first day they met Feng Shao. But in their memories, they had never seen Feng Shao attack so ruthlessly. In the past, killing people could only be done with a nod, but now Feng Shao obviously didn't want to kill them directly, but wanted them to endure the cruelest pain before dying miserably.

Due to fear, the Blood Demon Sect disciples became timid and their combat power was greatly reduced in their subsequent actions. On the other hand, Feng Shao, because of the raging hatred in his chest, struck decisively and harshly, how could he still be as graceful as usual? He is clearly an evil ghost crawling out of hell!

Amidst the continuous screams, it didn't take long for more than a dozen Blood Demon Sect disciples to have their limbs chopped off, rolling on the ground and wailing. The remaining ones still standing were all the original outer disciples of Taiwei Sect.

They looked at the amiable Senior Brother Shengzi in the past, with their two buttocks trembling and their whole bodies trembling. Suddenly, there was a smell of urine. It was someone who was frightened by Feng Shao and urinated.

The outer disciple standing at the front said with a trembling voice: "Holy Saint...Senior Brother Shengzi, actually...actually we don't want to, they are the ones who forced us to do this! There is nothing we can do..."

Feng Shao said coldly: "So you are helping the enemy to bully your own sect?"

The man said in a crying voice: "You have no idea how cruel the people of the Blood Demon Sect are! Many brothers and sisters were killed by them. If we don't listen to them, we will also be killed! I am still young , I don’t want to die yet!”

Some people were so frightened that a surge of anger surged in their hearts. He suddenly came out from the crowd, pointed at Feng Shao and cursed: "Feng Shao, you have already left, why do you come back? You were nowhere to be seen when we were suffering, and many inner disciples were instigated by you. If it weren’t for you, how could we be in this situation? It’s all your fault!”

Feng Shao nodded calmly: "Are these your last words? Have you finished saying them all?"

"It's not over yet!" The man looked ferocious and said sternly, "Do you know how happy we have been these days? We have enjoyed everything that we didn't enjoy in the past few years! Look at these female disciples under your feet. They are arrogant on weekdays, but now they let us bully them. I tell you, Feng Shao, even if it happens again, we will make the same choice!"

"You don't know what you mean!" Feng Shao said coldly, "Since you are so brave, I will fulfill your wish!"

As soon as the voice fell, the man felt his arms suddenly cold, and then he felt a sharp pain. He screamed miserably, and cursed while screaming: "Feng Shao, you will die a miserable death! I curse you! I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

"Then I will wait for you to seek revenge on me after you become a fierce ghost." As he said, Feng Shao waved his hand, and a small piece of his tongue fell to the ground.

Amid the screams, Feng Shao's calm expression looked particularly terrifying. As Feng Shao stepped forward, the traitors involuntarily retreated step by step.

But unfortunately, the retreat had an end. What awaited them was destined to be an extremely miserable end.

After a moment, Feng Shao sheathed his sword and let out a long sigh. And under his feet, there were more than a dozen freshly baked "human pigs". He didn't look at those people anymore, but cast his eyes on other disciples, with a trace of heartache in his eyes.

He stepped forward quickly and untied the disciples one by one. The disciples were like in a dream, and they didn't dare to believe that they had been rescued until this moment.

Among the disciples who were hung on the beams, one of them had lost his voice, and the others were also dying, and they might die at any time. Among these people, there was the fifteenth junior brother Chai Cong.

Feng Shao quickly fed them elixirs, temporarily saving their lives. But if they wanted to be completely saved, I'm afraid they would have to be treated carefully.

A female disciple who had been humiliated suddenly burst into tears when she recalled what she had experienced in the past few days. Her crying was like turning on a switch, causing others to cry as well.

Feng Shao couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. What had happened in the past few days was simply a nightmare for these disciples. However, the situation was urgent at this time, and there was really no time for them to adjust their mentality. He could only say, "Okay, everyone, stop crying, I'll take you away!"

The disciples barely stopped crying. A female disciple choked up and said, "Brother Shengzi, thanks to you for saving us again this time!"

Feng Shao waved his hand: "I am no longer your Brother Shengzi. From now on, the word 'Son' will never be mentioned again."

The female disciple wanted to say more, but Feng Shao interrupted her and said, "Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Those who can walk by themselves can walk by themselves, and those who can't walk by themselves can let others help them walk. We are in a hurry, let's leave here quickly!"

Hearing this, everyone struggled to stand up, supporting each other and following Feng Shao. Feng Shao took the lead and led everyone to retreat in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion.

Looking at the direction Feng Shao chose, many people were confused. But out of trust in Feng Shao, they didn't ask much. They only knew that as long as they followed Feng Shao, they would be fine.

These Taiwei Sect disciples together numbered nearly a hundred people. The evacuation of so many people could not be hidden from the eyes of the Blood Demon Sect. Not long after they walked, their whereabouts were discovered, and more than 20 Blood Demon Sect disciples surrounded them.

Feng Shao looked at the pursuers swarming up and said lightly: "You run to the Sutra Library first, I will cover you."

As he said that, Feng Shao drew out the Golden Crow Sword and rushed towards the Blood Demon Sect disciples.

These Blood Demon Sect disciples who caught up were much stronger than the ones who had previously guarded the Taiwei Sect disciples, and there were even two Jindan Realm disciples among them. However, Feng Shao was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and he killed the other party with his sword alone. Seeing that the situation was not good, the two Jindan Realm disciples joined forces to attack Feng Shao.

However, although they were both in the Jindan Realm, Feng Shao's strength was much stronger than theirs. After just one encounter, one of the two Jindan Realm disciples had a broken hand and the other had a broken leg. They just had time to scream before they were beheaded by Feng Shao's sword.

Seeing that the two strongest among them could not hold out for a few rounds, the other disciples of the Blood Demon Sect could not help but feel timid, and no one dared to step forward for a while. But Feng Shao was not in a hurry to kill, but just stood there, waiting for them to rush up.

Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, Feng Shao suddenly felt a breath rushing here, and immediately cast his eyes into the air. A moment later, a dark red figure flew from the horizon and landed in front of Feng Shao. The man had a handsome face, but there was a demonic meaning between his eyebrows. In his hand, he held a blood-red long sword, and a faint black mist spread around, adding a bit of hideousness to the man.

The man looked at Feng Shao, his eyes filled with anger, and gritted his teeth and said: "Feng Shao, we meet again!"

Feng Shao smiled coldly and said: "Ye Chen, you are really becoming more and more disgusting!"