161: Sword Rest

The Sword Qi surged into the body of Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan, causing him to explode and die instantly.

"There are some things you should not have said." Li Changfeng's face was grim, and a flash of cold light erupted from his eyes.

Actually, Li Changfeng had not intended to kill anyone, but given how Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan spoke, there was really no other choice.

Li Changfeng harbored resentment toward Wei Donghai, yet this Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan just had to claim that he had some connection to Wei Donghai.

This was precisely what cost Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan his life.

Wang Yi, standing to the side, was stunned.

"Sir, did Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan just die like that?" Wang Yi asked in a deep voice.

Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan was a powerhouse of the Seventh Rank; could he really have died just like that?

This was simply too terrifying.

A powerhouse of the Seventh Rank could not even withstand a single move from Sir; what kind of strength was this exactly?

"He's dead. Take the Seven-Colored Powder, and let's go." Li Changfeng did not take this matter to heart.

Perhaps for Li Changfeng, his only goal was the Seven-Colored Powder.

Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan dying here had actually become an unexpected event.

"Sir, I might not make it out. Take this Seven-Colored Powder." Wang Yi leaned against the wall.

Wang Yi had only been able to hold on until now by relying on a single breath.

If not for this breath, Wang Yi would have long since been killed by Gao Family Ancestor Gao Shan.

All of this was for a single conviction.

"Rest assured, I will not leave you here alone." Li Changfeng turned back, looking at Wang Yi not far away.

Wang Yi had contributed a great deal to this matter; if he were to just die here like this, Li Changfeng would feel somewhat uneasy.

"Sir." Wang Yi's expression was ghastly as he slowly raised his head.

However, before Wang Yi could finish his sentence, he gasped and then coughed dryly several times.

This time.

Wang Yi actually coughed up blood.

"Sir, I really can't go on. You should leave quickly." Wang Yi's face was deathly pale as he gasped.

Li Changfeng frowned deeply. He first turned back, then lightly stepped forward and stood in front of Wang Yi.

Li Changfeng looked down at Wang Yi, "Stop saying such things. Let's go, I will take you out."

After saying this.

Li Changfeng moved immediately, hoisting Wang Yi onto his back.

If he were to just leave Wang Yi here, Li Changfeng could not bear it.

"Sir, I will only drag you down. Leave quickly! You are the Young Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect; your life is worth much more than mine. There is no need to do this for me." Wang Yi felt bitter in his heart.

When it came down to it, Wang Yi was merely a small commander of Mulan Manor; even if he died, no one would care.

But Li Changfeng was different; he was a Sect Leader, and behind him were many Disciples.

Li Changfeng had to survive, and he had to leave this place safely.

"Stop nagging." Li Changfeng said in a deep voice.

Following that, Li Changfeng did not waste words; he carried Wang Yi on his back and rushed toward the outside of the warehouse.

"Sir, put me down!" Wang Yi did not want to drag Li Changfeng down.

"If I wanted you dead, you would have already died just now. I do not want you to die yet, so you must live." Li Changfeng's tone was firm; hearing these words, it did not seem like he was joking.

It was also at this moment.

Li Changfeng frowned, looking straight ahead.

"However, you must remember one thing." Li Changfeng suddenly looked grim, and a flash of cold light erupted from his eyes.

At this moment.

Although Wang Yi could not see Li Changfeng's expression, he felt a thick, oppressive Evil Qi.

Wang Yi understood that Li Changfeng had developed the intent to kill.

"Please speak, Sir." Wang Yi nodded gently; now, his life was in someone else's hands.

In this situation, there was truly nothing he could do.

"Regarding my identity, I do not wish for it to be known by others." Li Changfeng smiled slightly, but this smile made one feel a chill down their spine.

"Sir, I understand. Only the dead can keep secrets; I will do it myself." Wang Yi nodded firmly.

At this time.

Wang Yi had prepared himself to act; it was just facing death, and he should have died long ago anyway.

If he were to die for Li Changfeng, it would be worth it.

"That is not what I meant. I want you to keep the secret; you cannot let a third person know." Li Changfeng said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this.

Wang Yi let out a sigh of relief and responded.

"Sir, even if you wanted me to die, I would be willing, especially since I do not have much time left to live." Wang Yi let out a long sigh, feeling utterly helpless.

If there were any other way.

Wang Yi would not have chosen this path.

Life is short; wouldn't it be better to just live well?

"I will not let you die. You only need to remember that my identity must not be known by a third person." Li Changfeng said with a grim face, "That is enough."

"However, if my identity is leaked, I will kill you with my own hands."

Li Changfeng's words were filled with threats.

Of course, Li Changfeng said these words very seriously; he was not joking.

"Rest assured, Sir, even if I die, this secret will not be known by anyone." Wang Yi clenched his fists tightly, and a flash of cold light erupted from his eyes.

It was also at this moment.

Wang Yi gasped, feeling utterly helpless.

Wang Yi felt a sense of powerlessness; facing this situation, he had absolutely no way to deal with it.

"Good, I hope you can do it." Li Changfeng nodded.

"Sir, I would still like to hand the Seven-Colored Powder over to you; it would be safer with you than with me." As Wang Yi said this, he pulled the jade bottle from his bosom.

Immediately, Wang Yi handed the jade bottle over.

"Very well, thank you for your trouble." Li Changfeng gently took the jade bottle and carefully placed it in his bosom.

Situ Jiu was still waiting for the jade bottle to return to save his life.

Li Changfeng did not want to break the jade bottle and let the Seven-Colored Powder spill here.

Time passed bit by bit.

Carrying Wang Yi on his back, Li Changfeng grew closer and closer to the warehouse entrance.

And just at this moment.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the warehouse; the person was wearing a long dress and holding a Sword, and it was indeed a young woman.

"Master, you're back!" Hearing movement behind her, Nan Qingyue immediately turned around, and when she saw it was Li Changfeng...

Nan Qingyue was overjoyed; she quickly turned around and rushed straight toward Li Changfeng.

"Little Qingle, have you been waiting anxiously?" Li Changfeng smiled slightly, covering the distance in a few strides, and arrived at Nan Qingyue's side.

"Master, you've finally returned. Let's go quickly, shall we? The people from Mulan Manor have already killed their way up here; we must leave this place quickly." Nan Qingyue said with a grim face, letting out a long sigh.

This situation was not good.

"Alright, let's go!" Li Changfeng nodded firmly.

Having lost too much blood, Wang Yi had already fainted; everything went black before his eyes, and he knew nothing more.

Li Changfeng did not dare to delay; he took Nan Qingyue and left the warehouse.