King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 425: Chapter 162: The Legacy of the General’s Family: Qi Meizhen’s Brilliant Military Strategy, Bai Zhi’s Reversed Feelings

Shi Feiyang saw Qi Meizhen in danger, and his heart seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand, hanging by a thread. His emotions were as anxious as a raging tide, surging in his heart.

Without hesitation, he hurriedly used the extraordinary Lightweight Technique ”Deep Concealment of Body and Name,” transforming himself into a dark phantom, carrying a fierce momentum as he shot towards Qi Meizhen.

During his mid-air leap, Shi Feiyang’s aura suddenly changed, like a calm lake thrown with a huge stone, stirring up stormy waves.

In an instant, a layer of crystal clear, dream-like ice quickly enveloped his body, radiating an extreme chill that seemed capable of devouring all the world’s warmth.

The surrounding air, under the assault of this chill, froze rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into icy crystals that shimmered with a cold light.

In the dim light, these crystals appeared like stars falling to earth, yet each exuded a deadly chill.

Shi Feiyang instantly activated the sixth level of Bright Jade Technique, ”Cold Heaven Ice Prison.” His hands spread like the wings of an eagle, forcefully launching forward with unstoppable momentum. In an instant, a massive ice wall surged towards the attack of the Witchcraft with a mountain-toppling force.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang quickly approached Qi Meizhen, and the dragon tower on his left middle finger ring became increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.

The dragon tower emitted a faint golden light; this light was gentle yet contained endless power, sacred brilliance flowing from the halls of ancient deities.

The golden light continuously expanded, like an invisible barrier, slowly covering the poisonous mist before Shi Feiyang and Qi Meizhen’s noses.

Upon contact with the golden light, the poisonous mist dissipated as if snow met the blazing sun. The stinking mist, polluted wherever it reached, was now dispelled by the dragon tower’s golden light. Fresh air quickly filled the space where the mist had vanished, ensuring Shi Feiyang and Qi Meizhen could breathe pure air, preventing Qi Meizhen from suffocating into a desperate situation.

And where the extreme chill of Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique constructed the ice wall, those black vines, baring fangs and claws and trying to harm Qi Meizhen, were instantly frozen as if hit by a powerful Body Stasis Spell.

The once vibrant, writhing vines became incomparably rigid, covered in a thick layer of ice armor, shimmering with a cold luster in the dim light like sculptures sealed in ice.

The green smog in the air, reeking of stench, was also ruthlessly scattered and vanished in this powerful chill, like residual clouds blown away by violent winds. The spiritual power light of the Witchcraft, once dazzling, dimmed instantly at this moment, completely engulfed by the night, losing all its power.

But Bai Zhi, the Miaojiang girl well-versed in Witchcraft, was not one to give up easily.

Her face was as pale as paper, devoid of color, yet she gritted her teeth and stubbornly chanted that mysterious and eerie spell again.

As the spell was recited, the frozen vines seemed to be injected with evil power, beginning to writhe violently.

The icy surface on them could not withstand the pressure, showing ferocious cracks, as if about to break free from the cold shackles and launch another deadly attack on Qi Meizhen.

Shi Feiyang saw this, snorted coldly, a trace of decisiveness flashed in his eyes, as if seeing through all evil plots.

With a ”swish,” he drew his blade, the Celestial Frost Blade in his hand gleamed brilliantly in the dim light, like the brightest star in the night sky, yet carrying endless killing intent.

He unleashed a move ”Blade Breaking the Sky” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, a fierce saber aura roaring from his hand, as if condensing the power of heaven and earth, bearing an unstoppable momentum, directly slashing towards Bai Zhi.

Where the saber aura passed, it was as if an invisible giant hand tore the air, emitting a ”buzzing” sound that made one’s heart tremble.

Bai Zhi was in extreme terror, her eyes filled with despair, witnessing her end approaching.

She hurriedly swung her silver staff, trying to fend off this fatal strike.

However, Shi Feiyang’s saber aura was too powerful, like Mount Tai pressing down, irresistible.

With a crisp ”crack,” the silver staff was instantly cut into two pieces.

Bai Zhi was also thrown several zhang away by this force, tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily on the ground, spitting blood from her mouth, the blood blooming like a red flower, dyeing her colorful Miao attire, appearing exceptionally tragic and poignant.

Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity to rush to Qi Meizhen, holding her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern and anxiety, urgently asking, ”Meizhen, how are you?” Qi Meizhen’s face flushed slightly, feeling Shi Feiyang’s strong embrace, her heart was like a deer bumping, racing.

Although she was a tiger woman of the general’s family, with extraordinary courage and martial arts, she feigned fear, coquettishly saying, ”I... I’m so scared.”

It was nothing more than an opportunity to stay a moment longer in Shi Feiyang’s arms, to enjoy the sweetness and warmth.

In fact, she knew in her heart that Shi Feiyang would surely protect her well, and her ”fear” was just a clever manifestation of a girl’s thoughts.