King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 266: Chapter 133: The Wrath of the Heroic Sakura Association, Shi Feiyang Sets an Ambush, Awaiting Liu Tingting’s Appearance (Part 2)

Xiang Kun gently caressed the iron flute, which seemed to come alive in his hands, nodding in agreement as he said, ”Alright, I will always be ready. This iron flute not only can produce beautiful melodies but also can become our lifesaver at critical moments.”

He gently placed the iron flute to his lips, as if already composing the signal melody set to resound, a melody that seemed capable of traversing time and space to convey its message accurately to everyone.

”Brother Miao, your archery is extraordinary, known throughout the Jianghu as the Divine Archer. Find a concealed high ground to ambush, if the enemy attacks forcefully, aid us with your arrows. Your arrows are our long-range support, be sure to seize the right moment to deliver a lethal blow to the enemy,” Shi Feiyang continued to arrange, his gaze filled with trust in Miao Menlong’s archery, believing in his ability to play a crucial role at critical moments.

His words were concise and clear, allowing Miao Menlong to understand his task and responsibility clearly, while also feeling Shi Feiyang’s regard for him.

”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong pulled on the bow and arrow in his hand, the bowstring making a ”buzzing” sound, firmly said, ”No problem, as long as the enemy dares to appear, I’ll ensure they never return! My bow and arrow are already eager to drink the enemy’s blood.”

He nocked an arrow to the string, assuming a shooting stance, showcasing his determination.

After making arrangements, Shi Feiyang looked resolutely at everyone, his eyes burning with an unwavering belief and sense of mission, loudly saying, ”Everyone, this task is of great importance, not just for protecting Vermilion Bird and White Tiger, but for the peace of the entire Jianghu. We must give our all and cannot show any negligence! You are all heroes of the Jianghu, for the sake of righteousness, for our shared belief, let us advance hand in hand!”

Everyone rose with one voice, responding, ”Willing to follow Brother Shi’s orders, through fire and water without hesitation!”

The sound resonated through the tent, filled with determination and fighting spirit.

Subsequently, everyone received their orders and went to their respective posts, a mission to defend the Auspicious Beasts and shatter the conspiracy quietly unfolding.

Yili’s beauty could really be described as that of a Celestial Immortal. Her skin was flawless and white, pure as the first snowfall, her eyes clear like a spring, with a dazzling charm that could captivate spirits.

Her black, lustrous hair cascaded down like a waterfall to her waist, gently swaying in the wind, adding an ethereal touch.

Her figure was graceful, like a celestial fairy descending to earth, every movement revealing elegance and nobility, as if untouched by worldly affairs, exuding an otherworldly ethereal sensation. Yet within her softness, there was a hidden awe and domineering presence of a Hengshan Sect heroine, making it impossible to underestimate her.

Her unique temperament, with both softness and strength, seemed like the perfect embodiment of the heavens and earth combined, causing endless admiration. Normally, Yili was proud in demeanor, decisive and resolute in actions, renowned throughout the Jianghu.

In the face of adversity, she never backed down, always resolving crises with a cool head and extraordinary wisdom.

Her every move was as fluid as clouds and flowing water, both elegant and full of strength, inspiring awe in others.

In the Martial Arts world, she was not only known for her exceptional swordsmanship but also for her indomitable spirit, earning the respect of countless people.

Now, facing Shi Feiyang’s ”betrayal” and ”hidden marriage,” amidst anger and heartbreak, Yili decided to leave Heng Mountain alone to seek evidence of Shi Feiyang’s betrayal. She journeyed on rugged mountain paths, filled with disappointment and resentment toward Shi Feiyang.

However, Yili did not know that danger, like a venomous snake lurking in the dark, was quietly descending upon her.

In a remote and deep valley, surrounded by grotesque rocks of various shapes, some like ferocious beasts, some like silent giants.

The valley was shrouded in eerie mist, dense as ink, as if it could swallow everything, obstructing vision and instilling a chill in the heart.

Suddenly, a group of dark shadows, like evil spirits emerging from hell, swiftly surrounded Yili from all directions, encircling her instantly. These people were all members of the ”Five United Gang,” led respectively by:

Vermilion Bird Altar Master Gong Shouren, originally a top expert from the Mountain-Splitting Fist Sect, with a strong build and muscles as hard as steel.

He was skilled in ”Mountain-Splitting Fist,” and every punch carried a majestic force of mountain splitting rock-breaking, the punch wind howling with a ”whoosh,” possessing incredible power, as if able to crush everything in front of him to dust.

White Tiger Altar Master Chen Batian, hailing from the Thunderbolt Saber Sect, burly and robust, like a towering mountain. His ”Thunderbolt Saber Technique” was incomparably fierce, every saber strike accompanied by rumbling thunder, making a ”boom” sound, intimidating, as if able to cleave the earth.

Black Tortoise Altar Master Su Mei’Er, from the Hallucinogenic Gu Sect, graceful in posture yet exuding an alluring sinister charm.

She was skilled in ”Illusion Gu Whip Technique,” the whip tip carrying strange Gu poison, glowing with a ghostly green in the mist, if struck, one would fall into a trance, defenseless, the whip tip making a ”whoosh” noise like ghostly whispers when swung.

Cyan Dragon Altar Master Zhao Wuchang, an outstanding figure of the Inconstant Sword Sect, his body flickering like an invisible breeze. His ”Inconstant Swordsmanship” was unpredictable, the sword moves strange and elusive, the blade slicing through the air with a ”hiss” sound, like a snake’s tongue.

Yili’s heart was startled, her heart pounding like a frightened deer. She quickly drew her sword, the blade glinting coldly like a crescent moon, exuding a chilling aura. Her brows knitted, her eyes widened, glaring furiously, her eyes burning with flames of anger, she shouted crisply, ”You scoundrels, why are you obstructing my path?” That voice was clear and resounding, echoing in the valley.