King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 217: Chapter 124: Battle Anthem of Wind and Cloud: Yili’s Sword Dominates the Martial Arts World (Part 3)

In the jungle, blades flashed and shadows of swords danced, flesh and blood flew, with the sounds of battle cries and screams interwoven, playing a tragic and mournful melody.

The ground was covered in blood, glistening with dark red under the moonlight, like winding rivers of blood.

Bodies lay scattered in disarray, some incomplete, some with ferocious expressions, the entire scene was shockingly tragic.

”The Iron Flute Scholar” Xiang Kun saw the urgency of the situation and was anxious.

He knew deeply the importance of the grain cart, concerning the Heroic Sakura Association’s act of righteousness.

He quickly took out the iron flute and started to play an eerie tune.

The flute’s sound was like an invisible yet powerful air current, swirling and echoing in the air, carrying a chill that could penetrate one’s soul.

”Flying Eagle Detective” Xie Wen was fighting the enemies from afar; upon hearing the flute, his expression turned grave, and he thought to himself that something was amiss.

He understood well that Xiang Kun’s action must have deep meaning and realized that the situation had reached a critical moment.

He immediately performed the ”Feixu Qingyan Technique,” drifting like a light but urgent willow catkin through the air.

His speed was extremely fast, leaving afterimages in the night sky, like a black lightning bolt rushing towards the source of the flute’s sound.

Once Xie Wen was above Xiang Kun, he quickly pulled out the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net from his chest.

This Celestial Silkworm Silk Net was woven from thousand-year-old celestial silkworm silk, incredibly resilient, with dense mesh, and gleamed with a cold sheen under the moonlight.

With a strong throw, the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net covered those martial arts people attempting to hijack the grain, like an oppressive black cloud.

”All of you, stand still!” Xie Wen shouted, his voice carrying an undeniable authority that could deter all the evil under the heavens.

The enemies trapped under the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net immediately fell into chaos, struggling desperately, only to find themselves sinking deeper, like falling into an endless mire.

The disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association, seeing this, were greatly encouraged and rushed forward, chopping at the trapped enemies without hesitation.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, the enemies’ screams were incessant, echoing for a long time on this early autumn night at the foot of Helong Mountain, narrating the brutality of this fierce battle.

Facing the sudden attack of the bandits, Shi Feiyang’s eyes were filled with anger, and he shouted: ”I, Shi Feiyang, have no past grievances nor recent animosities with you. Why do you ambush the money and grain our association donates to the Imperial Court army at this time?”

Wu Chengguang sneered and said, ”Shi Feiyang, you are so flamboyant in the Jianghu, also helping the Imperial Court. Today is your death day!”

Shi Feiyang clenched his fists, his aura surged, and he smiled angrily: ”Am I helping the Imperial Court? No, I am helping the common people! You people, for your own selfish desires, stir up strife, causing countless families to break apart. Look behind you, how many commoners have lost their homes and families because of your fights. Today, I will make you pay for your actions! For those innocent people, for the peace of this world!” He said, his mind once again recalling the tragic scenes of the villagers, his eyes growing firmer.

At a critical moment, Zhao Qingfeng stepped forward, drawing out his long sword with a ”swish,” the blade gleaming coldly, like a piercing bolt of lightning. His gaze was firm, and he loudly declared: ”Hero Shi, today let us meet these people together!” His voice echoed in the air, full of fearless courage.

Yili, Sun Tiezhang, Qian Wanying, and Zhou Cangyue also joined the battle.

When Zhao Qingfeng called out to confront, a biting Sword Qi descended like frost and snow, enveloping the entire world in its chill.

Yili was like a red plum blossoming in the snow against the cold.

She wore a lake-blue Liuyun outfit, the cloud-like fabric softly fluttering in the breeze, resembling flowing water, gleaming with vitality. The golden silk belt around her waist accentuated her slender waist, and as she moved, her garment fluttered, like a fairy descending to the mortal realm, yet hiding an overwhelming power.

The fine lights shattered into spots of light scattered across the sword’s edge, casting her country-toppling beautiful face into light and shadow, reminiscent of the moon goddess Chang’e descending with a sword, breathtakingly beautiful, yet exuding an admirable dignity.

Her eyes were like a deep and unfathomable pool, the light within shifting, seemingly able to capture one’s soul; her nose was straight, like a jade peak; her lips were crimson without rouge, the slightly raised corners carrying an innate arrogance.

”Ding——” The sound of Yili’s Cyan Blade drawing was as clear as a phoenix’s call, suddenly resounding in the still air, startling the resting crows on the eaves. They flapped their wings, raising a cacophony, as if they too sensed the tension of the impending fierce battle.

Yili lightly tapped the white jade stairs with her toes, drifting into the battle circle like a willow catkin.

Where her skirt swayed, the hard bluestone slabs bore shallow sword marks, a testament to her profound inner strength and fierce techniques.

Every step she took carried a natural elegance and dominance.

Sect Leader Liu Lifu of the Iron Saber Sect was like an iron tower, burly and sturdy, like an unshakable mountain peak.

He held a Profound Iron Saber weighing eighty-three pounds in both hands, the blade engraved with the words ”Annihilate Injustice,” exuding grandeur and a domineering aura.

He let out a roar, his voice like a great bell, seemingly able to shatter the surrounding air.

Subsequently, he executed the ”Raging Dragon Emerges from the Sea” move, his saber swinging, slicing out cascades of blade shadows. The overlapping blade shadows resembled a raging dragon surging through the sea, with the recurring tearing sounds of air narrating the power of this technique.