King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 435: Chapter 163: Blood Fiend Attack, Heroes Display Their Divine Powers

After more than thirty fierce exchanges, Zhao Dun and Xiang Kun had both exhausted their strength, leaving nothing back with each move, highlighting the intensity of their battle.

The ”Poison Lady” Sun Hu, Hall Master of the White Tiger Hall of the Blood Evil Gang, was hiding in the shadows. Her gaze was as cold as a snake, seemingly able to see through people’s hearts. She played with a poison needle in her hand, the needle as thin as a hair, glinting with an eerie blue light under the moonlight, clearly smeared with deadly poison.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth as she lightly flicked her wrist, sending a swarm of poison needles like a black swarm of bees towards the ”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong. The needles traced fine arcs in the air, whistling sharply, aiming directly at Miao Menlong’s vital parts, as if even the air was being pierced. But Shan Zhi, the ”Plum Blossom Darts”, was already prepared. His sharp eyes were fixed intently on Sun Hu’s every move.

At the moment the poison needles flew out, he quickly reached into his chest and pulled out a handful of plum blossom darts.

The plum blossom darts were exquisitely crafted, the bodies shining with a silver glow.

With a forceful flick of his wrist, like a windmill spinning, the plum blossom darts shot out rapidly like meteors chasing the moon, flying straight at the poison needles.

With a series of crisp ”ding ding dang dang” sounds, the plum blossom darts accurately knocked down Sun Hu’s poison needles, scattering sparks everywhere.

The two engaged in an exhilarating duel of hidden weaponry, each countering the other’s moves.

Sun Hu continuously changed her tactics, launching poisoned needles from different angles and directions, trying to break through Shan Zhi’s defense; Shan Zhi remained focused, his plum blossom darts like agile butterflies, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, knocking down the poison needles one by one.

In this tense and thrilling contest of hidden weaponry, the situation became increasingly intense.

The two experts exchanged blows, their techniques evenly matched. Sun Hu’s expression gradually turned grim, having not anticipated Shan Zhi’s exceptional skill in hidden weaponry, rendering her poison needles unable to get close to him.

Facing this predicament, Sun Hu hardened her heart, deciding to use her final trump card.

She quickly retreated, the consecutive firing of poison needles suddenly halted, her hands forming various complex gestures quickly, muttering what seemed to be an ancient and mysterious incantation.

At the moment Sun Hu cast the spell, Shan Zhi suddenly felt a strong sense of danger rise from the depths of his heart. He immediately looked up to see a dark shadow darting towards him like a ghost with incredible speed, exuding a bone-chilling aura.

Realizing the dire situation, Shan Zhi immediately used the Lightweight Technique, performing a nimble flip in the air to barely avoid the shadow’s fatal blow. However, upon landing, a sharp pain shot up from his ankle—he had accidentally stepped on a hidden weapon prepared in advance during the roll.

The poison of this hidden weapon was extremely virulent; once pricked, the wound would quickly fester, causing unbearable pain.

Despite the severe pain, Shan Zhi gritted his teeth, steadied himself, and kept his gaze fixed firmly on the dark shadow and Sun Hu.

Seeing Shan Zhi’s pained expression, Sun Hu curled her lips into a smug smile.

She slowly walked towards Shan Zhi, aiming the poison needle in her hand once again at his vital points, preparing for the final deadly strike.

At this critical moment, Shi Feiyang soared in like a meteor, the extreme cold of his Bright Jade Technique instantly freezing and solidifying the dark shadow, preventing it from delivering a lethal attack on Shan Zhi.

Then, Shi Feiyang brandished the Celestial Frost Blade, unleashing a strike named ”Heaven and Earth Twin Longevity” with overwhelming force, slicing the dark shadow and Sun Hu into a hundred seventy-nine pieces, ending the breathtaking duel of hidden weapons.

Afterward, Shi Feiyang carefully helped Shan Zhi to sit down, using the miraculous Inner Power of ”Hitting the Bull Through the Mountain”, flicking the poison needle out from Shan Zhi’s ankle with a gentle tap of his right hand’s middle finger.

Immediately following, he took out the precious ”Tianshan Snow Lotus Water” from his bosom and carefully treated Shan Zhi’s wound.

Then, Shi Feiyang produced a series of precious pills from his possession, including the ”Lesser Returning Pill”, ”Great Returning Pill”, ”Soul Reviving Pill”, ”Soul Gathering Pill”, ”Heart-Protecting Pill”, and ”Divine Protection Pill”, feeding them to Shan Zhi one by one.

Several disciples from the Heroic Sakura Association quickly stepped forward, carefully supporting Shan Zhi, taking him away from the battlefield.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shi Feiyang swiftly picked up the Celestial Frost Blade lying on the ground, continuing his rampant slaughter of the enemies.

His figure nimble, like a swallow soaring into the sky, the Celestial Frost Blade in hand drawing arcs of cold light in the air, each swing accompanied by a ”crack” sound, as enemy heads rolled, blood splattering, staining the flowers, grass, and trees of the forest red.

The bloody battle grew even fiercer, each of Shi Feiyang’s slashes accompanied by the enemy’s wails and downfall.

His figure darted through the forest like a white flash of lightning, causing the outlaws of the Blood Evil Gang to lose their courage and flee wherever he approached.

As the fierce battle continued, the number of Blood Evil Gang bandits gradually dwindled, but those remaining were rigorously trained elites. They began regrouping, attempting to form a circle to attack Shi Feiyang.

However, Shi Feiyang was no ordinary fighter. With a twist of his body, the Celestial Frost Blade drew silver trajectories in the air, each strike accurate and deadly, preventing the enemy from closing in. His movements were as fluid as water, each strike instilling despair in his enemies, rendering the Blood Evil Gang’s encirclement plans ineffectual against his formidable heroism.