King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 167: Chapter 115: Fierce Battle at Black Wind Stronghold, Heroes Probe the Truth of the Ancient Curse Space

Shi Feiyang’s palm wind surged like raging waves, roaring out with a ”whoosh,” shaking every corner of the cave. Liu Tingting, Gong Simeng, Xiang Kun, and the others were caught off guard by this sudden fierce wind.

They were blown back and tumbled to the ground, more than ten feet away.

Liu Tingting let out a tender cry, ”Ah!” After rolling several times on the ground, she barely managed to steady herself.

Gong Simeng’s soft whip slipped from her hand due to the impact.

With a ”swoosh,” her body slammed heavily against the stone wall with a ”bang,” looking extremely embarrassed.

As for Xiang Kun, he was directly overturned by the force, lying on the ground in a helpless state.

The cave was filled with a stench of rot and blood, with a faint phosphorescence flickering on the stone walls, resembling ghostly flames, casting the space into an eerie, sinister light. The dust on the ground flew wildly in the strong wind, blurring everyone’s vision.

Under Shi Feiyang’s overwhelming and fierce attack, Li Canfeng had no time to make an effective dodge.

Shi Feiyang’s strike, imbued with tremendous power, was like a whistling cannonball, hitting Li Canfeng head-on.

There was a dull ”bang,” like a thunderclap in the flat land, echoing continuously in the cave, causing everyone’s ears to hurt.

Li Canfeng’s body was struck as if by lightning, his internal organs seemed to be violently stirred by an invisible giant hand, instantly injured.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, ”puh,” gushing out like a fountain, looking particularly striking under the dim light.

His body flew uncontrollably backward like a kite with a broken string, tracing a miserable arc in the air with a ”swoosh,” then hit the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust and making a dull thud.

He struggled a few times on the ground, his limbs twitching, but he was unable to get up again, his body limp and weak. Despite this, the fierce fire of resentment and defiance still burned in his eyes, silently challenging Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang’s figure flashed, moving swiftly like a phantom, stepping onto Li Canfeng’s chest.

The air in the cave seemed to freeze with this action, with the surrounding dust appearing to pause in mid-air.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze was sharp like two piercing blades, shouting sternly, ”Speak! What’s your name? Who’s your master? What martial arts are you using? And why imprison the Sect Leaders of the Shandong Martial Arts?”

Shi Feiyang’s voice resounded in the cave like a great bell, causing the surrounding air to tremble with a ”buzz,” contrasting sharply with the sinister atmosphere inside the cave. Li Canfeng was almost suffocated under Shi Feiyang’s foot, his face instantly turning as white as paper, devoid of blood, his chest heaving violently like an old bellows, breathing laboriously.

Gasping for breath, each word seemed to take all his strength, he said intermittently, ”I... I am Li Canfeng, a subordinate of Bo Bai. The martial arts I practice were taught by Bo Bai.”

His voice was weak and hoarse, echoing in the cave, matching the phosphorescence flickering on the stone walls, adding an eerie touch.

Shi Feiyang frowned tightly, his brows like two raised sharp swords, his eyes growing colder, seemingly able to freeze everything in the world.

He continued to press on, ”Bo Bai? Who is he? Speak the truth!” His tone was imposing and undeniable, echoing in the cave for a long time. In fact, being a time traveler, Shi Feiyang was merely testing Li Canfeng’s words for truth.

Feeling the immense pressure emanating from Shi Feiyang, Li Canfeng was filled with fear, not daring to hide anything, hastily replying, ”Bo Bai was originally a chieftain of the Mongolian Tatar Tribe. As a surrendered general, his unruly nature and arrogance made him disliked by the tribe chieftain. He had long-standing hostilities with the tribe chieftain Yingtaiji, and after offending the chieftain during the Jiajing Period, his father and brothers were mercilessly killed. He then led his followers to join the Ningxia official army. In the Ming army, he relied on his cunningness, repeatedly making military achievements, and gradually rose to the rank of Commander-in-Chief. In the early Wanli Era, he was promoted to Guerrilla General, commanding over a thousand soldiers. Relying on this small force, he ruled Ningxia. In 1591, when the Huo Luo Chi tribes attacked the Tao River, Bo Bai volunteered to lead three thousand followers to assist. Upon reaching Jincheng, he found all forces inferior to his own and took a detour outside the borders on his return. Even the barbarian soldiers avoided him. From then on, he became increasingly arrogant and domineering, looking down on others, plotting to recruit forces to rebel. The abduction of the Shandong Martial Arts Sect Leaders was to force them to serve Bo Bai, aiding him in his ambition to rebel.”

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang was furious, his forehead veins bulging like angry little snakes.

He increased the pressure under his foot, roaring, ”This traitor, to have such treacherous ambitions! He truly deserves death!”

Shi Feiyang’s roar caused the cave walls to shake, loose stones falling with a ”crackling” sound, echoing harshly in the enclosed space. Li Canfeng groaned in pain under his foot, his moans echoing in the cave, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He tried to struggle, his body twitching slightly, but found that each breath felt like being cut by a knife, a weight of a thousand pounds pressing on his chest, leaving him unable to move.

Inflamed, Shi Feiyang declared, ”You despicable bunch, aiding and abetting evil, harming the martial world, the heavens will not forgive! Today, I’ll crush your plot completely!” His words were filled with anger and determination, like the raging sea, unstoppable.

As soon as he finished, Shi Feiyang lifted his foot abruptly, with a ”swoosh,” kicking Li Canfeng aside. The White Tiger, seeing this, roared, ”Awoo,” like a bolt of white lightning pouncing, bared its blood-splattered fangs, tearing at Li Canfeng.

Li Canfeng let out miserable wails, ”Ah, ah, ah,” his body gradually becoming broken under the White Tiger’s bite, eventually dying a gruesome death as the White Tiger’s abundant dinner. At this moment, the bloody scent in the cave grew even stronger, permeating every inch of air.

Shi Feiyang turned to face the heroes behind him.

The dim light in the cave flickered on him, outlining his resolute silhouette.

His gaze swept over the angry faces of the heroes and said, ”Brothers and sisters, we must rescue the abducted Sect Leaders quickly and not let Bo Bai’s treachery succeed!” His voice was firm and powerful, filled with inspiring strength, stirring echoes in the cave. The heroes nodded fervently, their eyes revealing firm conviction.

At this moment, before Shi Feiyang and the heroes, suddenly appeared a glowing orb, emitting dazzling blue light.

The orb floated in the air, emitting eerie light, dyeing the surrounding space with a layer of ghostly blue, forming a stark contrast with the originally sinister tone of the cave. The temperature in the cave seemed to drop sharply with the appearance of the orb, making everyone shiver. This caused the heroes to clutch their weapons tightly, the friction between weapons and hands making a slight ”rustling” sound, the tense atmosphere suddenly intensifying.