Blood Arrow after Blood Arrow ceaselessly shot towards Shi Feng, rapidly absorbed by his body. Once Shi Feng had drained the Martial Venerable Level trio of their Power of Death, Soul Power, and blood, the fierce grey-white color began to gradually dissipate. Then it reformed into the swiftly spinning Full Moon Scimitar, which flew back into Shi Feng's hand.
As for the three from the Dragon Tiger Sect, under the Fiery Flame Storm, they were completely annihilated, not even leaving any remnants behind.
After regaining the Full Moon Scimitar, Shi Feng's gaze coldly swept across those around him, towards those Martial Artists looking on in excitement, or those harboring malicious intentions.
"Cough cough, I'll take my leave," one announced.
"Farewell," said another.
Under the ice-cold sweep of Shi Feng's gaze and having witnessed the deterrent power of the Full Moon Scimitar, one by one, the Martial Artists quickly dispersed like a receding tide.
