Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 552 - 532: Fang Feijing Makes Her Move!

"What the hell is going on?!"

Seeing Qing Kui being knocked flying, Boss Liu was momentarily stunned.

For someone as strong as Qing Kui, who could possibly have the power to send him flying?

At this moment, Sun Zhe also furrowed his brow, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Judging by the residual True Qi fluctuations in the void, it seemed that a master had appeared.

"Are these people from the local underground forces?"

Boss Liu took a closer look and said, "Young Master, I have to say, those people look quite unfamiliar, I’ve never seen them before."

Just then, Qing Kui approached quickly, his tone heavy as he said, "Young Master, there’s a master!"

Sun Zhe asked, "Do you recognize them?"

Qing Kui gently shook his head, "I didn’t see clearly, they suddenly appeared in the crowd, I wasn’t paying attention, the opponent sent me flying with just one palm."

At this moment.

The crowd ahead opened up to either side, clearing a path.

Sun Zhe stared intently and saw a graceful figure in a white dress walking over slowly.

The figure in the white dress had an elegant and exquisite demeanor; her long black hair fluttered gently in the breeze, with a faint fragrance wafting in the air; she wore a translucent lace mask, revealing only a pair of cool star-like eyes, and through the mask, her fresh red lips could be vaguely seen.

As she moved, the lace-edged hem of her dress swayed, revealing her slender legs wrapped in white embroidered pantyhose, and her jade-like feet donned crystal high heels, resembling art pieces.

As Sun Zhe looked at the woman in the white dress coming towards him, his expression became increasingly solemn.

The bone-chilling killing intent seemed tangible, even the air around her seemed frozen!

And Sun Zhe could be certain, this woman in the white dress was coming for him!

"Who are you?"

Qing Kui coldly shouted, moving forward to block Sun Zhe.

The figure in the white dress stopped and looked deeply at Qing Kui, speaking neither submissively nor arrogantly, "Sect Master Qingyao, Fang Feijing, greets Senior Qing Kui."

Upon hearing this, Qing Kui’s expression darkened, then he glanced at Sun Zhe, "Young Master, she’s coming for you."

Naturally, Qing Kui recognized Fang Feijing and also knew that Fang Xing was her son.

He also knew that Sun Zhe recently had a conflict with the Qingyao Sect and even crippled Fang Xing!

Given Fang Feijing’s love for her son, it was not surprising she would personally come down the mountain to seek revenge on Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe shrugged, "Since she’s coming for me, aren’t you going to do anything?"

Qing Kui responded solemnly, "This woman’s strength is comparable to mine, I can only hold her off."

"That’s enough."

"You are Sun Zhe?"

At this time, Fang Feijing spoke, her cold eyes fixed on Sun Zhe, her killing intent tangible.

Sun Zhe smiled blandly, "Here to avenge your son?"

Fang Feijing said no more, raising her jade hand as a delicate long sword appeared in it.

Seeing this, Sun Zhe’s gaze suddenly became sharp, his figure flashed, exploding with lightning, charging directly into the crowd.

"Qing Kui, this lady is all yours!"

Fang Feijing’s eyes were full of cold light, about to strike at Sun Zhe, but unexpectedly Qing Kui jumped in front of her, throwing a punch directly at her.

"Sect Master Fang, your opponent is me!"

Fang Feijing snorted coldly, her body twirling gracefully like a drunken butterfly, dodging Qing Kui’s punch with her skilled body technique, then ordered her Qingyao Sect disciples to capture Sun Zhe, dead or alive.

At this moment.

On the other side.

Sun Zhe was already deep in the crowd, moving as if he was in an uninhabited land!

Invisible Taixu Sword Qi danced wildly around his body like a walking meat grinder, leaving a trail of desolation!

As long as Fang Feijing was distracted, these Qingyao Sect disciples were no more than chickens and dogs to him!

In just a moment, he broke through the encirclement.

He was about to release his Yin Yang Wings to soar into the sky when a shadow flashed out from a dilapidated building ahead, moving extremely fast, reaching him in the blink of an eye!

Sun Zhe’s heart sank, immediately controlling a Taixu Sword Qi to slash across!

Unexpectedly, the shadow tilted its head, dodging the Sword Qi, and advanced even faster, appearing ghost-like in front of him, raising its palm for a strike!

Sun Zhe dared not be careless, grabbing a ball of electricity, raising his hand to meet the attack with a punch.

"Boom!"

Fist and palm collided, the void trembled.

Sun Zhe flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into and collapsing a building before landing in the rubble.

"Damn... this person’s strength must be above Qing Kui!"

Sun Zhe rolled in the ruins, grimacing in pain, feeling his entire right arm going numb.

"Kid, where’s Her Highness?!"

The shadow followed closely, landing with a surge of violent wind in front of Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe pushed away the bricks pressing on him, struggling to get up, raising his eyes to see the opponent was an old woman in a black robe.

"From the Dragon Capturing Race?"

The old woman didn’t answer, coldly demanding, "I ask you, where is Her Highness?!"

Sun Zhe’s eyes were sharp, electricity bursting from him, planning to escape as quickly as possible.

This old woman’s power was likely above Qing Kui’s, facing her directly would be suicidal.

Unexpectedly, Fang Feijing also broke free from Qing Kui’s entanglement at this moment, flashing over to block his path.

Fang Feijing glanced at the old woman, bowed slightly, "Greetings, Fifth Elder."

The old woman waved to dismiss the courtesy, coldly saying, "Let me capture this little brat first, then let Sect Master Fang deal with him."

"Please, Fifth Elder."

Sun Zhe looked at the two of them, inwardly cursing.

Now he couldn’t escape, nor could he fight back; the only solution he could think of was to call Liu Bingyue.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand, a spiritual light shimmering, and in the next moment Liu Bingyue appeared before him as if out of thin air.

Seeing Liu Bingyue, both Fifth Elder and Fang Feijing hurriedly bowed in salute.

Liu Bingyue glared at Sun Zhe fiercely, inwardly cursing this little brat for making her appear before others dressed like this, not providing even a bit of face.

But she showed no sign of it, coldly scanning Fang Feijing and Fifth Elder, commanding in an undeniable tone, "All of you, stand down."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Fifth Elder, have the Dragon Capturing Race withdraw. I’m fine."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"..."

Soon after.

Once Fang Feijing and Fifth Elder retreated, Sun Zhe wasted no time, decisively releasing his Yin Yang Wings, scooping up Liu Bingyue and shooting into the night sky, disappearing in an instant.

Qing Kui followed closely behind.

Even though he couldn’t fly, each leap covered dozens of meters, his speed was not slow.

Back at the original place.

Fifth Elder glanced at Fang Feijing, "I’m retreating first, Sect Master Fang please go ahead."

Fang Feijing lowered her eyes, looking at the vanishing night sky where Sun Zhe disappeared, saying, "The Empress must have been controlled by some means by that little beast."

Hearing this, Fifth Elder’s expression darkened, "Why do you say that?"

"Just a feeling," Fang Feijing said flatly, "Her Highness’s aura was chaotic, her dress revealing, and there seemed to be a curse seal at her Dantian, certainly some means by that little beast."

At this, Fifth Elder gritted her teeth, clenching her fists, "That little beast, courting death!"

"..."