King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 373: Chapter 152: Lin Wanqing Slays the Three Fiends, Shi Feiyang Cleaves the Snake King (Part 4)

Xie Wenchao and Liu Dayou exchanged nods and swiftly departed using their Lightweight Technique.

Li Chenfeng immediately mustered his spirit, tossing the rope ladder down, climbing out of the pit, and quietly instructing the brothers around him to gather the members of the Heroic Sakura Association’s Cyan Simurgh Sub-Branch nearby. Li Chenfeng’s voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the dim pit. Every order was clear and precise, like a solid mountain, providing the brothers with confidence and boosting their morale.

The brothers quickly assembled, and under Li Chenfeng’s leadership, they moved forward like an unstoppable torrent, fiercely advancing towards Black Tortoise Hall, where they lay in ambush nearby.

Their figures, in the night, were shadowy and indistinct.

But their unwavering determination and soaring spirit were like a blazing fire, illuminating the path ahead.

Shi Feiyang journeyed swiftly with Lin Wanqing, arriving at the edge of the cliff at Eagle Beak Rock.

He gently set Lin Wanqing down, and they shared a smile, the tacit understanding and warmth between them especially precious in the night.

Lin Wanqing softly leaned into Shi Feiyang’s embrace, enveloped in an unprecedented sense of security. She spoke softly, ”Feiyang, thank you for your kindness. I feel as if I’ve been reborn.”

Shi Feiyang smiled tenderly, stroking her silky hair, and replied gently, ”Wanqing, you are the most precious person in my life. No matter what the future holds, I will be by your side.” The two embraced closely at the cliff’s edge, savoring the rare tranquility and warmth.

Not long after, Shi Feiyang couldn’t help but carry Lin Wanqing, returning to a charming wooden house at the sub-branch. There, they held each other and fell asleep, wrapped in the warmth of the covers. Lin Wanqing, basking in happiness, became Shi Feiyang’s wife.

On the midsummer road in Liaodong, the scorching sun poured unabated, baking the ground blisteringly hot. The stifling air seemed to sizzle and tremble. Liu Dayou, Qin Yuanyao and his wife, along with younger sister Liu Guihua and several Escort Masters, guided the Escort Vehicle, feigning as if they were on an escort mission.

Liu Dayou’s brow furrowed into a character resembling the word ”river”, his rough hands gripping the reins tightly, knuckles whitening with exertion, eyes sharp as a hawk, continuously scanning the surroundings for any movement.

Despite being a woman, Qin Yuanyao stood upright and resolute. A long blade lay by her side, warm in her grip, ready to be drawn against enemies at any moment. Liu Guihua sat at the side of the carriage shaft, her slender fingers anxiously twisting the corner of her garment, hands drenched with sweat, nerves taut and full of regret for leaving Shi Feiyang. She could only hope to make amends in this dangerous mission.

The Escort Masters wore grave expressions, lips sealed tightly, their weapons gripped firmly. They were fully aware of the deadly risks involved in this mission, yet each was resolved to lay down their life, steadfast at their post.

The Escort Vehicle continued at a slow pace, its heavy wheels carving deep tracks into the dry, hardened ground.

Suddenly, an eerie laugh, like the screeching of a nocturnal bird, emanated from the lush forest lining the road: ”Haha, Liu Dayou, I didn’t expect you’d dare show up here. Today marks your end!”

As laughter echoed, Feng Shao, the Hall Master of Black Tortoise Hall and the ”Poisonous Hand Snake King,” emerged leisurely. He wore a long black robe, its hem fluttering in the breeze, like a specter of the night.

With a complexion as dark as ink, his sunken eye sockets held a pair of eyes brimming with ferocity and greed, resembling a wolf stalking its prey.

Behind him followed a band of fierce bandits equipped with sharp blades, each burly and menacing, instantly encircling Liu Dayou and his companions.

Seeing this, Liu Dayou swiftly drew the long blade from his waist, its cold gleam reflecting his angry visage.

He shouted furiously, his voice resounding like a mighty bell: ”Feng Shao, you villain, today you shall pay for your deeds!”

With that, he lunged forward, his stance like an arrow released from the bowstring, charging at Feng Shao. The long blade in his hand lifted high, cutting through the air with a fierce whistle, as if slicing a rift in the atmosphere.

This time, to lure the enemy further in, Liu Dayou did not employ his renowned ”Two-finger Zen” Divine Skill, instead opting to perform a few random sword moves—a bold gamble indeed.

Feng Shao sneered, swiftly evading the deadly strike with a nimble sidestep.

Qin Yuanyao and Liu Guihua, too, refused to stand idly by, quickly seizing their weapons. Qin Yuanyao’s brows furrowed, eyes alight with murderous intent, wielding her long blade to create elegant arcs like serpentine movements, striking at the bandits nearby.

The bandits shrieked, parrying with their weapons, and for a time, the clang of colliding arms resonated with sparks flying.

Despite her slight panic and trembling hands, Liu Guihua threw herself fully into the fray, her short sword swinging ceaselessly, striving to catch a glimpse of hope in the chaotic battle, fighting to protect herself and her companions.

Of course, this was merely a facade of feigned panic. Like her brother Liu Dayou, she abstained from using her famous ”Rainbow Whip Technique,” recklessly opting for the short sword, though her proficiency with it was lacking.

Several Escort Masters formed a tight circle back-to-back, securely guarding the Escort Vehicle in the center, their long spears standing like a forest. The spear tips shimmered with a cold light, each thrust aimed with a resolution to engage in a life-and-death struggle against the bandits.

The cries of battle and the clash of weapons intertwined, echoing throughout the valley, startling the birds perched in the trees into flight.