King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 286: Chapter 136: The Auspicious Beast Sparks Conflict—Liu Tingting’s Unyielding Obsession, Shi Feiyang’s Martial Arts Assert Dominance

He unleashed the ”Qingfeng Illusionary Sword”; his figure swiftly moved as layers upon layers of sword shadows appeared, resembling a gentle breeze passing by, elusive and hard to grasp. The long sword shimmered with a cold light, aimed at Shi Feiyang’s throat.

The sword wind howled, making a ”swish swish” sound, as if it could pierce through Shi Feiyang’s throat in an instant.

Shi Feiyang’s feet lightly tapped the ground, like a nimble swallow. He sidestepped to evade the sword, his movements elegant and agile.

Simultaneously, he swung his Myanmar Saber with momentum, executing ”Horizontal Sweep,” the saber carrying the strength of a thousand pounds, akin to a black torrent, sweeping towards Lin Lengfeng with overwhelming force.

Lin Lengfeng was greatly alarmed, wanting to dodge but it was too late.

His eyes filled with despair, watching helplessly as the Myanmar Saber approached. With a ”poof,” the saber heavily slashed into him, blood splattered, his body fell like a severed piece of deadwood into a pool of blood, twitching a few times before becoming motionless.

From the ”Blood Demon Hall,” Zhao Blood Demon wore a sinister expression, his fists clenched tightly, joints turning white from exertion. He unleashed the ”Blood Demon Sky Splitting Fist,” the fist wind howling, carrying a nauseating bloody scent, attacking Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang’s eyes narrowed sharply, like an enraged tiger. He invoked the Bright Jade Technique, the cold aura intensifying, his Myanmar Saber dancing, performing a move called ”Golden Dragon Claws.”

The Myanmar Saber collided with Zhao Blood Demon’s fist, making a loud ”bang,” akin to a cannonball exploding in the air. Zhao Blood Demon’s fist was slashed by the saber, blood spurted, he screamed miserably, the sound chilling and desperate, his whole body flew back several feet, crashing heavily onto the ground, unconscious.

Other members of the Cultivation Race, seeing this, felt some fear in their hearts but refused to retreat, continuing to besiege Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang was like a fierce tiger, rampaging among the enemy, his Hundred Victories Saber Technique extraordinarily fierce. Each slash carried an overwhelming force. ”Swish swish swish,” the saber light flashed, like the scythe of the Death God, constantly slaying people.

In an instant, the shouts of killing and the sounds of weapon collisions intertwined, ”bang bang,” ”clang clang,” the scene extremely brutal.

Shi Feiyang fought with increasing courage amidst the intense slaughter, his eyes showing determination and resolve, the Myanmar Saber in his hand constantly swung, each swing carrying deadly power, killing the members of the Cultivation Race one by one. Blood stained the ground, emitting a pungent smell in the early winter cold wind, resembling a scene of Human Purgatory.

Just as Shi Feiyang was killing the Cultivation Race members, forcing them to retreat in defeat, Wu Zhong, Lu Dechu, Xiao Lingling, Jiang Huotian, Miao Menlong, Xiang Kun, Lin Wanqing, Yili, Shan Zhi, and others timely arrived.

They appeared hurried yet carried a sense of determination and concern. Seeing Xie Wen descending gracefully, they quickly gathered around, assisting him in properly placing Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Gong Simeng in a safe spot.

Immediately after, they took out various pills, wound healing medicine, and cleansing water they carried with them. Lin Wanqing acted gently, her eyes focused, carefully cleaning Gong Simeng’s wounds, applying the wound healing medicine evenly, softly murmuring, ”Miss Gong, hold on, you’ll get better soon.”

Yili was responsible for treating the injuries of Vermilion Bird and White Tiger. The pills in her hand emitted a peculiar glow, after White Tiger ingested them, his originally dispirited eyes gradually regained some life.

Meanwhile, Shi Feiyang witnessed Liu Xuan, Guan De, Zhao Long, Lin Fanhui, and other senior and junior disciples attempting to flee amidst the chaos, his eyes instantly becoming sharp like an eagle, a cold light flickered.

He let out a cold snort, gripping the Myanmar Saber tightly, invoking the Bright Jade Technique, his aura skyrocketing around him, resembling a volcano about to erupt.

”Trying to escape? Not that easy!” Shi Feiyang roared, his voice echoing through the clouds, shaking the surrounding leaves down with rustling sounds. His feet stomped the ground fiercely, ”bang,” the ground instantly cracked, and his entire body shot forward like a black lightning, flying towards the fleeing group, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

Liu Xuan and the others noticed Shi Feiyang pursuing them, their faces drastically changed, a hint of panic flashing in their eyes.

But they were somewhat skilled members of the Shadow Alliance, quickly regaining their composure, exchanging glances, they skillfully took stance, unleashing ”Shadow Splitting Wind Blade Technique.” At once, large sabers swung, intersecting streams of black saber energy, making ”whoosh whoosh” sounds, like black gusts of wind howling, trying to devour Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang executed a move from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique called ”Raging Storm,” the Myanmar Saber in hand quickly danced, saber light flickering, akin to dense raindrops, ”swish swish swish” attacking Liu Xuan and others. Each saber light carried a sharp coldness and tremendous power, slicing through the air with ”hiss hiss” sounds.

Liu Xuan saw this, shouted, swinging his large saber towards Shi Feiyang, executing a move ”Wind Splitting Mountain,” the saber carrying surging black energy streams, like a collapsing mountain, pressing towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang’s figure flickered, easily dodging the move, simultaneously drawing an arc with the Myanmar Saber, ”Cangsong Welcoming Guest,” a bright saber light streaked across the sky like a rainbow, directly targeting Liu Xuan’s throat.

Liu Xuan was greatly alarmed, hurriedly sidestepping to dodge, the saber light grazed his clothes, ”sii laa” sound, cutting a large slit in his garments. Guan De seized the opportunity from the side to attack, his saber spinning, executing ”Shadow Whirlpool,” the saber forming a black whirlpool around it, ”woo woo” rolling towards Shi Feiyang.