Feng Shao was already extremely angry.

Except for the sect leader and elders, almost everyone was imprisoned here. What Feng Shao saw were several disciples who were beaten to a bloody pulp and hung on the beams of the house, their lives or deaths unknown. The other disciples also had some traces of torture on their bodies, and they were tied together with a listless look. In addition, there were more than a dozen female disciples lying on the ground in disheveled clothes, and several people were abusing them.

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

Feng Shao's rush in immediately attracted the attention of the perpetrators. They frowned and started to curse. But when they looked back and saw who was coming, they were all stunned.

A young man who was originally an outer disciple of Taiwei Sect and now a minion of the Blood Demon Sect stared at the door with his mouth wide open, muttering, "Wind... Wind..."

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

A Blood Demon Sect disciple nearby tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "It's Feng... Feng..."

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

Hearing the name "Feng Shao", the Taiwei Sect disciples who had been tortured to the point of being depressed turned their heads to look at the door. When they saw clearly that the person coming was Feng Shao, their eyes revealed a look of joy at having been saved from a desperate situation, and some female disciples even couldn't help crying.

"Brother Shengzi, save us..."

Feng Shao's face was gloomy, and he strode in. A Blood Demon Sect disciple suddenly pulled out a ghost-headed long sword and roared: "Others are afraid of you, but I am not! Feng Shao, prepare to die!"

However, before he could lower the knife in his hand, he felt a chill on his right shoulder. Then, he realized that he could no longer control his right hand.

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

Seeing the miserable sight of the man rolling on the ground, covering his mouth and screaming, many Blood Demon Sect disciples shuddered and a chill filled their hearts.

When the Taiwei Sect disciples saw this scene, they all showed expressions of satisfaction.

A Blood Demon Sect disciple who was just committing violence stood up, stared at Feng Shao with a pair of blood-red eyes, and said with gritted teeth: "He is just one person, what is there to be afraid of? There are so many of us, one person can kill him with a sword! Brothers, come on!"

At his call, the Blood Demon Sect disciples finally came to their senses, drew their weapons and howled as they rushed towards Feng Shao. Feng Shao narrowed his eyes slightly, walked forward slowly, and met him without fear.

The Blood Demon Sect disciple who was at the front raised his long sword high and chopped down at Feng Shao. Feng Shao didn't even look at him and swung his sword casually. The man only saw a golden light passing by his eyes, and then there was a sharp pain from his shoulder. But before he could scream, he felt a chill in his lower limbs, and his legs broke at the knees. He fell to the ground involuntarily, turning into a rolling gourd and wailing continuously.

When the others saw this scene, they were all terrified and looked at Feng Shao with fear in their eyes.

The conflict between the Blood Demon Sect and the Taiwei Sect has been going on for a long time, and it was not the first time they had known Feng Shao. However, in their memories, they had never seen Feng Shao act so cruelly. In the past, killing people was not enough, but now Feng Shao obviously did not want to kill them directly, but wanted them to suffer the most cruel pain before they could die miserably.

Due to fear, the Blood Demon Sect disciples became timid and their fighting power was greatly reduced. On the other hand, Feng Shao, because of the surging hatred in his heart, acted decisively and fiercely. Where was his usual elegant demeanor? He was clearly a devil crawling out of hell!

Amid the continuous screams, it wasn't long before more than a dozen Blood Demon Sect disciples had their limbs chopped off and rolled on the ground wailing. The remaining ones who were still standing were all former outer disciples of the Taiwei Sect.

They looked at the usually amiable Senior Brother Shengzi, and their legs trembled and their whole bodies trembled. Suddenly, a smell of urine came, and it turned out that someone had peed because of Feng Shao's fear.

The outer disciple standing in the front said in a trembling voice: "Shengsheng... Senior Brother Shengzi, actually... actually we didn't want to do this either. They forced us to do this! We had no choice..."

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

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

Someone was so frightened that he was filled with rage. He suddenly stepped out of the crowd, pointed at Feng Shao and cursed: "Feng Shao, you had already left, why did you come back? You were nowhere to be seen when we were suffering, and you even instigated many inner disciples to leave! If it weren't for you, how could we have ended up in this situation today? All this is your fault!"

Feng Shao nodded calmly: "Is this your last words? Have you said everything?"

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

"You don't know what I'm talking about!" Feng Shao said coldly, "Since you are so brave, I will grant your wish!"

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

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

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

But unfortunately, the retreat has an end, and what awaits them is destined to be an extremely miserable end.

After a moment, Feng Shao sheathed his sword and let out a long sigh. 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 the other disciples, with a trace of heartache in his eyes.

He walked forward quickly and untied the disciples one by one. The disciples were like in a dream, and they could not believe that they had been rescued.

Among the disciples who were hung on the beams, one of them was already dead, and the others were also dying and could die at any time. Among these people was the fifteenth junior brother Chai Cong.

Feng Shao quickly fed these people some elixirs, temporarily saving their lives. However, if he wanted to save them completely, he would probably have to give them more careful treatment.

A female disciple who had been humiliated recalled her experiences over the past few days, and suddenly her eyes turned red and she started to cry bitterly. Her crying was like turning on a switch, causing others to cry bitterly as well.

Feng Shao couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. What 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 finally 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 and said, "I am no longer your Senior Brother the Holy Son. From now on, never mention the word 'Holy Son' again."

The female disciple wanted to say more, but Feng Shao interrupted her and said, "Alright, now is not the time to talk about this. Those who can walk by themselves should walk by themselves, and those who can't walk by themselves should let others help them walk. We are running out of time, so hurry up and leave here!"

Hearing this, everyone struggled to stand up, supporting each other and following Feng Shao. Feng Shao took the lead and led everyone to retreat towards the Sutra Library.

Seeing the direction Feng Shao chose, many people were confused. But because of their trust in Feng Shao, they did not ask too many questions. They only knew that as long as they followed Feng Shao, they would be fine.

The total number of these Taiwei Sect disciples was nearly a hundred. The evacuation of so many people could not be hidden from the eyes of the Blood Demon Sect. They did not walk far before their whereabouts were discovered, and more than 20 Blood Demon Sect disciples surrounded them.

Feng Shao looked at the pursuers swarming towards him and said calmly, "You guys run towards the Sutra Library first, I'll cover your retreat."

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

The Blood Demon Sect disciples who caught up with them were much stronger than the ones who had been guarding the Taiwei Sect disciples before, and there were even two Jindan realm disciples among them. However, Feng Shao was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, and he killed the other party with his sword alone, making them cry for their parents. 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 was much stronger than them. After just one encounter, one of the two Jindan realm masters had his arm and the other had his leg broken. Before they could even let out a scream, Feng Shao beheaded them with a single blow of his sword.

Seeing that the two strongest among them couldn't hold out for a few rounds, the other Blood Demon Sect disciples couldn't help but feel timid, and for a moment no one dared to step forward. But Feng Shao was not in a hurry to kill, he 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 towards him, and immediately cast his eyes to the sky. 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 hint of evil in his eyes. In his hand, he held a blood-red long sword, and a faint black mist spread around, making the man look even more ferocious.

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

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