King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 427: Chapter 162: The Legacy of the General’s Family: Qi Meizhen’s Brilliant Military Strategy, Bai Zhi’s Reversed Feelings (Part 3)

At the moment Qi Meizhen was entangled, she looked down, her eyes filled with worry for Shi Feiyang, urgently shouting, ”Feiyang, be careful!”

Hearing this, Shi Feiyang’s eyes were as determined as rock, and he suddenly mustered the Eighth Realm of the Bright Jade Technique—”Supreme Forgetting Emotion.”

In an instant, the chill around him surged like a tsunami, suddenly increasing several times.

The surrounding air was instantly frozen into solid form under the assault of this extreme cold, forming pieces of glistening ice crystals.

These ice crystals shimmered with a ghostly light in the dim illumination, as if the frost from Hell. The extreme cold exuded by the Bright Jade Technique surged like an unstoppable flood towards the witchcraft, Poison Spider People, Human-faced Spiders, and gu insects.

Those Human-faced Spiders and gu insects were instantly frozen into ice sculptures under the embrace of this cold. Their originally ferocious faces and twisted limbs were now fixed, unable to move. Even the green smoke and poisonous mist from the witchcraft couldn’t escape, frozen in the air, forming weird ice crystals, flickering like suspended ghosts.

Bai Zhi watched all of this from the side, her heart filled with shock and doubt.

She couldn’t understand why, with her mysterious and unpredictable witchcraft, she had once successfully sealed thirty thousand soldiers of the Ming Army, causing those well-trained Ming Army officers to fall into a predicament, yet she couldn’t seal Shi Feiyang and these few people. Her eyes were filled with unwillingness and confusion, secretly thinking: Could Shi Feiyang really be an Immortal? What kind of abilities does he have, to repeatedly break my witchcraft?

Bai Zhi couldn’t possibly imagine that Shi Feiyang bore the superior bloodline of the Sunflower Saintess, along with the protection of such a Divine Artifact as the Shenlong Pagoda.

The Poisonous Spider Woman was equally terrified, watching helplessly as her meticulously controlled Human-faced Spiders, Poison Spider People, and the witchcraft she performed with Bai Zhi, collapsed completely before Shi Feiyang’s formidable strength.

She wielded her wand, inlaid with a gigantic spider gemstone, trying to resist this powerful cold, but the light emitted by the wand appeared so weak and powerless under the extreme cold of the Bright Jade Technique.

The Poisonous Spider Woman knew well that the situation was lost. She exchanged a glance with Bai Zhi, and both of their faces showed an expression of despair.

In the end, they could only unwillingly choose to flee in haste, their figures quickly disappearing from this blood-bathed battleground.

During the Mid-Autumn, the sky was as blue as a gemstone, clear without a trace of impurities. The gentle sunshine was like golden threads, softly draped over the earth through the thin clouds, cloaking everything in a dreamlike veil.

The breeze carried a slight chill, gently brushing through, whispering the quiet of autumn, mingled with the faint fragrance of grass and trees in the forest, refreshing to the heart.

Shi Feiyang, with his extraordinary martial arts, successfully repelled the Poisonous Spider Woman, Bai Zhi, and their terrifying witchcraft.

Xie Wen performed the ”Feixu Qingyan Technique,” using a soft whip to wrap Qi Meizhen, then steadily holding Shi Xiong, like a light feather, gracefully floated down. After landing, he released Shi Xiong and Qi Meizhen, and everyone’s gaze instantly focused on Shi Feiyang.

Shi Xiong’s eyes were shining brightly, full of admiration, exclaiming excitedly, ”Master, your skills just now were simply incredible! Those terrifying Poison Spiders and bizarre witchcraft fell apart like paper in your hands!”

Xie Wen also nodded lightly, full of admiration, and opened his mouth to praise, ”Grand Squad Leader, today’s battle, you truly turned the tide and opened my eyes. This martial arts, truly admirable beyond measure.”

Qi Meizhen’s eyes were full of tenderness, looking at Shi Feiyang, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them.

She gently opened her mouth, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze against one’s face, ”Feiyang, you looked absolutely handsome just now. I’ve never seen such powerful martial arts, with you here, no danger is anything.”

Shi Feiyang gave a slight smile, his face showing a humble expression, and said, ”Everyone’s praise is making me embarrassed, I’m just doing what I can. It’s also thanks to everyone’s unity that we could drive the enemies away.”

After speaking, he slowly sheathed the Celestial Frost Blade.

After a slight rest, Shi Feiyang led Xie Wen, Shi Xiong, and Qi Meizhen to continue heading towards Flying Tiger Pass, investigating the matter of the thirty thousand Ming Army officers being sealed by Bai Zhi and the Poisonous Spider Woman using witchcraft.

At this moment, the Flying Tiger Pass before them loomed like a dormant giant beast between steep mountains.

The terrain of Flying Tiger Pass was steep and precipitous, with mountain peaks soaring into the clouds on both sides, cliffs and precipices seeming as if cut by an axe, intimidating to behold.

The walls of the pass were tall and solid, exuding a stern aura under the sunlight.

The lookout towers on the walls stood tall and straight, like the eyes of giants, vigilantly watching over the surroundings.

The path leading to Flying Tiger Pass was winding and rugged, narrow and choppy, with a steep cliff on one side and a bottomless valley on the other, where a slightest misstep would lead to a shattering fall, truly an easy-to-defend, hard-to-attack place.

As they walked, Qi Meizhen suddenly pouted, saying, ”Feiyang, my legs hurt so much, I really can’t walk any further.”

Soon after, she muttered again, ”Oh, my waist is also so sore, feels like I can barely stand.”

At this point, Qi Meizhen looked pitifully adorable, her eyes full of expectation and frailty, like the delicate stamen in spring, invoking empathy in anyone who saw it.

Shi Feiyang’s heart was full of helplessness, but beneath that helplessness lay a hint of pampering tenderness, like a spring breeze gently stirring across a lake, rippling gently. He sighed softly, a sigh filled with indulgence and tolerance for Qi Meizhen, and said softly, ”Alright, then I’ll carry you.”