The speed of the black-robed demon cultivator was very fast, but not as fast as Ying Zhefeng. He would never allow the black-robed demon cultivator to rush to Ah Chen right under his nose.
Only to see him turn his figure, followed by a flash of sword light, the black-robed cultivator's body paused halfway up the slope, in the motion of leaping upward. Then his body shattered to pieces, and the scene was rather unsightly.
Ying Zhefeng raised his head to look at Ah Chen, wanting to see if she was alright.
He heard her say, "I knew he couldn't get past here."
"You cannot let him get through."
He gripped the sword hilt tightly and continued dealing with those wicked demon cultivators, faster than before.
Soon, all the evil demon cultivators were dealt with, and the remaining cultivators and mortals inside were saved.
Ying Zhefeng handed them restorative medicine, then walked towards Ah Chen's location, naturally holding her hand as they left.
