"The carriage is about to overturn. That guy runs fast."
When the White-Haired Immortal had attacked Tang Lian, Sikong Qianluo, and the others earlier, he had been holding back. But once Lei Wujie drew the Demon-Slaying Sword, he had no choice but to stop. As the sword's power erupted, the tremendous noise and shockwave startled the eight horses pulling the carriage. At the same time, the carriage axle began to crack under the impact. The carriage lost its balance the next moment. When Shen Fei warned Xiao Se beside him, he found that Xiao Se had already used his movement technique and left the carriage.
Although Xiao Se claimed he did not know martial arts, he possessed the finest qinggong under heaven. Moreover, it was a qinggong technique that could be used with physical strength alone, without true qi.
I'm starting to have trouble understanding what "doesn't know martial arts" even means. Shen Fei sighed inwardly. He then used his qinggong to leave the carriage. The instant he did, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, snapping the horses' reins so they would not be dragged down when the carriage overturned.
"Poor guy. He couldn't even look cool for three seconds." As Shen Fei leaped out, Lei Wujie had already been blasted into the air and crashed heavily onto the ground. The Demon-Slaying Sword fell from his hand, landing not far away. Tang Lian, Tiannv Rui, and the others were busy avoiding the horses scattering in every direction after the carriage overturned.
"I forgot about him. Good thing he's all right."
Only then did Shen Fei remember the monk Wuxin, who was still lying on the sleeping couch. Even though Wuchan and Tiannv Rui had both reminded them, Shen Fei and Xiao Se had forgotten him when the carriage overturned. Fortunately, he