King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 343: Chapter 147: Bloody Curtain Falls, Treachery Schemes Again, Beauty’s Melancholy Amidst the Rain (Part 2)

The Myanmar Saber in hand swung, bringing up a cold sheen of blade light, like a surging tide, fiercely pouncing towards the black-clad men.

Soon, an even more brutal and intense battle erupted amidst the curtain of rain in the spring.

The drizzle gently brushed against Shi Feiyang’s face, but it could not affect his swift and fierce movements.

The Myanmar Saber cut swiftly through the air, leaving traces of silver, like dazzling meteors in the night sky. Each swing carried immense power, accompanied by the howling of wind, directly targeting the fatal points of the black-clad men.

Shi Feiyang executed a move from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique called ”Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaves”, the blade light flickered as if sharp blades were slicing the air, making a ”hissing” sound.

Despite the numerous black-clad men, under Shi Feiyang’s fierce attack, like a landslide and tsunami, they appeared fragile, like candles in the wind, unable to approach, only retreating continuously and looking anxiously for a chance to counterattack.

However, Shi Feiyang would never give them any chance to catch their breath.

His figure moved like a phantom, shifting left and right, like a ghost in the night.

The Myanmar Saber in his hand flew up and down, the cold light flashing.

He performed a move called ”Blade Light Skimming Shadows”, the blade screen was impenetrable, and the whistling of the wind sounded constantly by the ear.

In an instant, several black-clad men fell under Shi Feiyang’s fierce saber technique, blood flowing, quickly washed away by the rain, the air thick with a pungent smell of blood, forming a stark contrast with the fresh and pleasant aroma of spring.

”Hmph! Such petty tricks, to think they could trap me, Shi Feiyang? Utterly delusional!” Shi Feiyang sneered, his voice revealing disdain and arrogance. With the sneer, his attack became more fierce, the Hundred Victories Saber Technique executed more skillfully, every move carrying a deadly momentum.

Gong Simeng stood aside, watching the battle nervously, with worry filling her heart.

She hurriedly shouted to Shi Feiyang, ”Feiyang, be careful! Feng Yuanlong’s son, Feng Miao, is full of cunning tricks, do not let your guard down!”

Upon hearing the reminder, Shi Feiyang’s gaze was as sharp as a hawk’s, quickly locking onto a figure in the crowd.

That person was skinny, his face pale as paper, devoid of blood, but his eyes were flashing with a deceitful and treacherous light, none other than Feng Miao, son of Poisonous Hand Snake King, Hall Master of Black Tortoise Hall, Feng Yuanlong.

Feng Miao seemed to sensitively feel Shi Feiyang’s gaze, his lips slightly curled into a sneer, his expression suggested that Shi Feiyang was not worth his concern at all.

He lightly wielded the Soft Sword, its blade twisting like a Spiritual Snake, making a ”whoosh whoosh” sound as it cut through the air.

The surrounding black-clad men, seeing this, seemed driven by some mysterious power, their spirits lifted, they all mustered courage and launched a more fierce and frenzied attack on Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang, seeing this, snorted coldly, his figure moving quickly like a ghost once again. He rapidly activated the Bright Jade Technique, pushing his Inner Strength to the Eighth Realm—”Supreme Indifference.” Because the Ninth Realm—”Infinite Asura” was not to be used recklessly, that power could freeze rivers and lakes.

In an instant, a bone-chilling cold spread out from him, the moisture in the air rapidly condensed into countless tiny ice crystals, falling swiftly in the dim rain curtain, shimmering with a cold light. This coldness, like countless invisible ice snakes, slid towards the black-clad men, and everywhere it reached, the air seemed to freeze with a ”crackling” sound.

Under the shroud of the freezing air, the cold light of Shi Feiyang’s Myanmar Saber grew even stronger, as if imbued with the magic power of ice.

He perfectly combined the Hundred Victories Saber Technique with the Bright Jade Technique, every swing accompanied by a blood-curdling storm.

He knew well that only by quickly eliminating these black-clad men could he focus on dealing with the extremely cunning Feng Miao.

Gong Simeng witnessed the whole process from the side, her heart filled with terror, so tense it felt as if her heart would leap out of her chest.

She tightly gripped the Long Sword in her hand, her palms already soaked with sweat, her eyes filled with anxiety, prepared to rush forward to support Shi Feiyang at any moment.

However, Shi Feiyang’s martial arts were too exceedingly adept, his movements swift as lightning, she could find no opportunity to intervene, only waiting anxiously on the side. The slaughter continued fiercely, the air thick with the heavy scent of bloodshed, like a shroud covering the entire battlefield.

Yet amid the blood and killing, Shi Feiyang’s gaze grew increasingly firm, exuding a determination that was frightening.

He utilized the cold air of the Bright Jade Technique to strike the acupoints of the experts from the Golden Spear Association.

Those experts only felt a numbness throughout their bodies, their limbs instantly becoming unresponsive, unable to move, their faces showing expressions of terror.

Taking advantage of this, Shi Feiyang executed ”Cangsong Welcoming Guest” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, the Myanmar Saber rapidly spinning, forming an impenetrable light screen, consecutively deflecting the weapons thrust at him by several black-clad men, the powerful counterforce numbing their arms, nearly making them lose grip of their weapons.

Immediately following, Shi Feiyang’s figure spun, performing ”Meteor Chasing the Moon”, the blade light like a meteor swiftly passing by, carrying an invincible force, instantly slaying several black-clad men, spilling blood on the spot.

However, Feng Miao remained calm, like a lurking viper, waiting for the right moment.

The Soft Sword in his hand moved like a Spiritual Snake, occasionally making ”whoosh” sounds, attempting to find an opening in Shi Feiyang’s defense.

Of course, Shi Feiyang wouldn’t give him the opportunity, he used the cold air of the Bright Jade Technique to instantly freeze the surrounding ground, forming a slippery area.