Shi Feiyang focused his gaze and saw that the masked man was actually Dugu yan.
Dugu yan's fame in the Jianghu was illustrious, his Martial Arts profound; he had roamed the Jianghu for many years and had rarely met a match.
Yet at this moment, Dugu yan was easily knocked down by a single lash of Blood Rakshasa's whip; it was truly beyond comprehension.
Shi Feiyang pondered to himself in secret: "Could it be that he has been poisoned? With his Martial Arts, how could ordinary poison possibly harm him? Could it be Lan Xiaodie's poison? That Demoness Lan Xiaodie is ruthless and vicious. She originally invited the Swordsmen of Mingjian Manor to aid the Five Poison Sect against me, yet today she has instead used poison to control Dugu yan in turn? What hidden story lies within this? And in which dark corner is Lan Xiaodie hiding now?"
In an instant Shi Feiyang's thoughts surged like the tide, countless notions flashing swiftly through his mind as he tried to tease out a single clue.
