Yi Qingyun didn't care about that; at a critical moment, staying alive was all that mattered. Who cared about principles?
Holding the Fu Xi Zither, he stared at Long Fei and shouted, "I, the noble one, lead everyone in slaying demons and eradicating evil. How could you say I'm bullying a woman? She may be a woman, but she's also a harmful witch. What's wrong with me killing her?"
He looked towards the geniuses from Mount Shu Zichuan, hoping they would side with him.
But who knew, Zichuan and the others didn't want to meddle, quickly scattering in all directions to avoid getting entangled with Long Fei.
"Damn it!"
Yi Qingyun cursed in his heart, full of envy, jealousy, and hatred towards Long Fei.
Earlier, Murong Chong had protected Long Fei's woman with his life.
But his own friends, at a critical time, only knew how to dodge as far as possible, showing no loyalty at all.
Long Fei wasted no words with him, launching a direct attack filled with killing intent.
