King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 208: Chapter 122: Yili, the Number One Beauty of the Martial Arts World: Arrogant Sword Shadows Cleave a Thousand Obstacles (Part 6)

Immediately, Yili’s wrist flipped, her jade-like fingers lightly twirled the sword hilt, and the long sword in her hand danced nimbly, displaying the sword move ”Mist Locks the Mountains.”

In an instant, countless sword shadows spread like layers upon layers of mist, surging towards Su Yu, blending reality and illusion, making it as if one were plunged into chaos and confusion, unable to fathom the true path of her sword.

Su Yu was secretly startled in his heart, truly not expecting Yili’s reaction to be so swift, her swordsmanship so exquisite that it was beyond imagination. Yet, being an outstanding disciple of the Diancang Sect, his years of experience in Jianghu allowed him to remain calm in the face of danger.

He suddenly shouted loudly, his voice as resonant as a great bell, shaking the air around him, causing the dust on the ground to flutter and fly up.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand rotated rapidly, executing the Diancang Sect’s ”Chaotic Wind Slash.”

In an instant, sword winds howled up, resembling a fierce and wild whirlwind, each sword wind carrying a chilling murderous intent, like sharp blades shredding Yili’s sword shadows, leaving deep rifts on the ground wherever they passed, threatening to ruthlessly tear everything around into pieces.

A trace of undisguised excitement flashed in Yili’s eyes; this kind of contest between evenly matched opponents filled her heart with an indescribable exhilaration. Her brows furrowed, her almond eyes widened, and she shouted loudly, ”Well done! Today, let me show you how powerful I am!” With that, the long sword in her hand rapidly shifted, employing the move ”Wind Rolls up the Remnant Cloud” from Hengshan Cloud Mist Swordsmanship.

This move was astonishingly powerful, vast and forceful, sweeping towards Su Yu with overwhelming momentum as if a fierce wind was rolling up remnant clouds. In a flash, sword shadows flickered densely like the stars in the sky, threatening to drown Su Yu completely in this boundless ocean of swords.

Su Yu clearly felt the immense pressure coming at him; he gritted his teeth, his expression grave, exerting his full strength to resist.

He wielded the Diancang Sect’s defensive sword move ”Cang Mountain Guard,” swiftly maneuvering the long sword in front of him, akin to a silver snake dancing wildly, forming an impenetrable sword net to fend off Yili’s attacks.

The sword net gleamed with an icy cold light, each sword mark containing the profound inner strength he had accumulated through years of practice, embodying the powerful foundation of Diancang Sect’s swordsmanship. The two continued to exchange blows, their fight rapidly reaching a fever pitch.

The surrounding crowd was deeply enthralled by this spectacular duel, holding their breath and staring unblinkingly at the two in the arena, fearing to miss a single exciting moment.

Suddenly, Yili gave a sly smile, her eyes flashing with a gleam of cunning. A scheme quietly formed in her mind.

Her eyes swirled, deliberately showing a flaw, revealing a seemingly obvious opening.

Seeing this scene, a hint of delight flashed in Su Yu’s eyes; he instinctively thought it was an excellent opportunity for attack.

Without hesitation, he deployed the Diancang Sect’s ultimate move ”Cang Thunder Strikes the Top,” raising his long sword high, the blade flickering with lightning, charging towards Yili’s head with immense force, like a thunderbolt from the sky, carrying a destructive power intending to cleave Yili in half. As his sword descended, the surrounding air compressed, emitting a dull explosive noise, and the ground trembled slightly from the overwhelming power. However, Yili was waiting for just this moment.

Just as Su Yu’s sword was about to strike Yili’s head, her delicate figure suddenly flashed, employing the move ”Phantom Mirage.” This move was exceedingly strange; her form vanished instantly from the spot, leaving only faint afterimages.

Su Yu’s sword struck heavily, but it swiped an empty space. He secretly cried out in alarm, as an ominous premonition rose in his mind.

Yili’s figure, like a phantom, appeared behind Su Yu, her long sword flashing with a cold light, thrusting straight at Su Yu’s back, with a mocking tone in her voice, she loudly said, ”Hmph, with just your little skills, you dare dream of defeating me? It’s simply delusional!”

Su Yu hurriedly turned to defend, but Yili’s sword was too fast; he only managed to block part of the attack with his sword.

”Pfft!” Yili’s sword tip accurately pierced Su Yu’s shoulder, instantly staining his clothing with blood.

Su Yu’s face instantly paled like paper, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.

He never expected he would fall into Yili’s trap, a moment of carelessness leading to such a passive situation.

Yili looked at the wounded Su Yu, a supremely satisfied smile appearing on her face.

She laughed haughtily at the sky, ”Your Jiangnan Martial Arts are nothing much, just a bunch of people with hollow reputations! Anyone else dissatisfied, come up and face death!” Her laughter was rampant and unrestrained, echoing in the air for a long time, filled with arrogance and wildness.

However, just as Yili was lost in her own triumph, Shi Feiyang gracefully arrived.

He wore a moon-white long robe, his clothes fluttered in the breeze, and he walked forward with steady steps. His face was handsome, his expression serene, his eyes conveyed a wisdom and composure that saw through worldly affairs, emitting an aura of inherent authority.

”Little brother, today is my housewarming celebration. I intended to avoid any conflict with you, and I hope you can cease this and not disrupt this joyous day.” Shi Feiyang’s voice was deep and mellow, like a warm current flowing gently in the air, fully displaying his magnanimity and tolerance.

Yet, Yili was not at all appreciative, a trace of disdain flashing in her eyes as she sneered, ”Hmph, Shi Feiyang, are you afraid? If we don’t determine who’s superior today, I won’t let it go!” With that, she held her long sword horizontally, ready to attack at any moment, her arrogant attitude growing more unrestrained.

Shi Feiyang’s brows slightly furrowed, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes, but he still patiently said, ”Little brother, let it go if possible. Why be so persistent?” However, Yili, flushed with victory, turned a deaf ear to Shi Feiyang’s kind persuasion, challenging once again, ”Stop talking nonsense, if you have the ability, make a move, don’t pretend to be a good person here!” With that, she thrust her sword towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang’s eyes finally flashed with a hint of coldness; he knew that if he didn’t take action today, it would be difficult to quell this dispute.

He took a deep breath, his aura suddenly changed, a powerful inner strength surged from his body, as if an invisible giant hand stirred the surrounding air, forming visible swirling airflows. Dust on the ground fluttered and danced, and even a faint ”scuffling” sound could be heard, resembling countless sand grains rubbing against each other.

”In that case, please forgive me!” Shi Feiyang uttered a low shout, executing the Divine Dragon Claw Technique.

His right hand instantly lunged out, swift as lightning, transforming into a dark shadow almost in the blink of an eye, dragging a trail of illusory light, instantly tearing through the constraints of space.