King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 274: Chapter 134: Heroes Fearless in Pursuit: The Mystery of Gong Simeng and the Auspicious Beast’s Disappearance (Part 4)

His hands were like a pair of massive black iron hooks, carrying the might of mountain-splitting rock-breaking force, slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, distorting the air wherever they went.

With a loud roar, Shi Feiyang’s hands met Hong Mengxiong’s fist with overwhelming momentum.

A ripping sound echoed in the air, ”szla” resounding.

The power of this claw surprisingly caused a temporary distortion in the surrounding space, and the light refracted along with it.

With a loud ”bang” like a clap of thunder, the forces of the two collided, creating a powerful airwave that swept up the surrounding sand and stones, flying everywhere.

The airwave blew like a hurricane, causing the surrounding trees to sway and crash, making a ”swish-swish” sound.

Shi Feiyang’s arms trembled slightly under the immense impact, but he gritted his teeth, enduring the soreness from his arms, his gaze resolute, not backing down. The ground beneath his feet cracked due to the force, with cracks spreading outwards.

Seeing this, Hong Mengxiong advanced instead of retreating, unleashing ”Evil Shadow Enveloping Body,” spinning rapidly, surrounded by dark shadows, like a black whirlwind, sweeping towards Shi Feiyang, leaving deep marks on the ground with a ”sizzle” sound, as if being clawed by a demon. Wherever this whirlwind went, the surrounding vegetation withered instantly, turning to dust.

Shi Feiyang stood his ground, performing ”Dragon Wandering the Four Seas,” and with the help of his miraculous ”Deep Concealment of Body and Name” lightweight technique, his figure became agile like a dragon swimming in the waves.

His feet lightly tapped the ground, moving rapidly, each step precise, skillfully evading Hong Mengxiong’s attacks.

His hands weaved continuously, sometimes like a dragon probing with claws, grabbing at Hong Mengxiong’s vital points, claw wind howling with a ”hiss-hiss,” slicing the air open; other times like a dragon’s tail sweeping, shattering Hong Mengxiong’s dark shadow with fierce palm winds, creating deep palm prints on the ground wherever it passed.

His eyes focused and calm, always observing Hong Mengxiong’s movements, looking for weaknesses. Seeing an opening, he seized the opportunity, his figure twisting, executing ”Dragon Claw Piercing Clouds,” aiming straight for Hong Mengxiong’s throat, moving so fast that it was hard to follow, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

The two exchanged moves fiercely, the fight reaching an intense and heated stage.

Each of Hong Mengxiong’s punches carried destructive force, shadow after shadow, like Mount Tai pressing down, each punch causing the surrounding air to vibrate with a dull sound; each of Shi Feiyang’s claws brimmed with endless vitality, claw shadows flickering like a dragon breaking through waves, each claw carrying a powerful aura, disturbing the surrounding light in disarray.

The sounds of shouting, weapon clashes, and fists and feet connecting intertwined, playing a thrilling battle song.

Shi Feiyang and Hong Mengxiong exchanged moves fiercely, the battle in full swing, with an invisible aura enveloping the area, the air distorted and vibrating from the clash of their powerful inner strengths.

In this heated battle, Shi Feiyang realized that the Hong Mengxiong before him was by no means an ordinary opponent, knowing that to win, he must give his all, so he pushed the Bright Jade Technique in his body to the eighth realm — ”Supreme Forgetting of Emotions.”

In an instant, Shi Feiyang’s aura changed suddenly, the sharp momentum infused with a chilling intent.

His hands moved rapidly, blue light gradually emanating from his palms, like ghostly fire in the cold night, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

As he moved, threads of cold air shot from his palms, like countless tiny ice needles, whistling sharply, ”swish-swish-swish,” rushing towards every acupuncture point on Hong Mengxiong’s body.

Initially, Hong Mengxiong disregarded the seemingly weak cold air, still swinging his fist with rolling black airflow, attempting to break through Shi Feiyang’s offensive with brute force.

However, when the first trace of cold air touched his skin, he felt an intense icy chill, as if countless tiny ice bugs were crawling over his skin. Subsequently, more cold air swept in like a tide, quickly invading his acupuncture points.

Hong Mengxiong felt his whole body stiffen, the once-agile hands becoming rigid, his arm movements slowing down, each punch seeming to carry a heavy burden, no longer as swift and forceful as before.

His steps became unsteady, the once nimble figure turning clumsy, as if trapped in a swamp.

With the cold air wreaking havoc in his body, Hong Mengxiong’s qi and blood flow gradually became obstructed.

He felt his blood seemingly stirred by an invisible force, becoming viscous, flowing slower and slower.

His complexion grew increasingly pale, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, rolling down like peas, instantly freezing into ice beads in the cold air.

At this moment, his breathing also turned rapid and heavy, as if every breath exhausted all his strength, his chest heaving violently.

Shi Feiyang keenly sensed the change in Hong Mengxiong, a determined gleam flashing in his eyes.

Seizing the opportunity, he decided to deliver a fatal strike to Hong Mengxiong.

He let out a loud shout, a sound like a dragon’s roar, executing the ultimate move ”Dragon Roar Nine Heavens” from the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique.

He shot up into the air, like a black lightning bolt rushing towards the sky, his entire being merging with heaven and earth.