King of Hundred Victories Saber

After successfully escaping the myriad crises in the underground palace, a disciple appeared extremely anxious. Holding a carrier pigeon message tightly, he hurriedly came to report a shocking news to Shi Feiyang: ”Grand Squad Leader, something major has happened! Your mansion has been suddenly attacked by masked men, and the ladies are facing great peril!”

Upon hearing the news, Shi Feiyang’s originally calm face immediately turned somber as water, with a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. Without a moment of hesitation or delay, he immediately deployed his renowned Supreme Lightness Technique—”Thousand Miles, No Rest.”

In an instant, his figure transformed into a white light shadow, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, quickly merging into the air, flying swiftly towards the grand Shi Mansion in Suzhou Prefecture, at a speed that was hard to believe.

The ”Flying Eagle Detective” Xie Wen, witnessing this scene, did not dare to hesitate for a moment either. He hurriedly showcased his adept ”Feixu Qingyan Technique.” His figure, resembling a wisp of smoke, quickly floated in the wind, closely following Shi Feiyang, rushing together towards the direction of the Shi Mansion.

Their silhouettes flashed across the sky, so fast that it was almost uncatchable, like two meteors slicing through the night sky.

At this moment, in the expansive courtyard of the Shi Mansion, the scene by the lakeside was a mess with corpses strewn everywhere, blood flowing like a river.

Upon closer observation, most of these bodies were actually those of the masked attackers.

Amid the chaos, it was Yili, the beautiful Madam Shi, who under the immaculate bloodline’s blessings, exuded an extraordinary and otherworldly aura. She wielded a sharp long sword, deploying the ”Cloud Mist Swordsmanship,” engaging in intense showdown with the leader of these masked men.

Yili’s posture was graceful, with each sword sweep resembling a blooming flower swaying in the wind, beautiful yet deadly.

Her swordsmanship was as elusive as the mist, with attacks alternating between real and illusion, making it difficult to predict her next move.

The masked leader, holding a pair of giant bronze locks, had a distinctive and fierce style; every swing drafted with a whistling gale. However, in front of Yili’s nimble and ethereal swordsmanship, he could not gain any advantage for the moment. The life-and-death duel between the two was intense and exhilarating.

Gong Simeng, usually exuding a frozen demeanor, was at this moment carrying her daughter and cradling her son. With one hand gripping a python whip, she engaged in a life-and-death struggle with a masked man. Her gaze was icy like frost, revealing a chilling killing intent.

The masked man, wielding a Fang Tian Spade, was deploying the unique martial arts of Qianyuan Temple, following the fierce path as well.

The Fang Tian Spade swung with vigor, its momentum formidable.

However, Gong Simeng showed no fear as her python whip, like a lively venomous snake, deftly maneuvered through the air, skillfully avoiding the attacks of the Fang Tian Spade and then viciously striking the masked man.

Bai Zhi, the beauty from Miaojiang, was carrying her son, chanting under her breath, deploying her witchcraft.

In an instant, the ground was crawling with dense swarms of venomous insects, charging at the masked men like trained soldiers.

Most of the masked men fell under the assault of the venomous insects, struggling painfully, eventually being devoured to death by the insects. Despite Bai Zhi showing a few traces of weariness, her gaze was incredibly determined; it was indeed her witchcraft that saved many lives within the Shi Mansion during this crisis.

The Heroic Sakura Association disciples disguised as Shi Mansion servants, under Shan Zhi’s lead, engaged in fierce battle with some masked men. Both sides fought fiercely, with casualties on both ends. In the midst of the battle, Shan Zhi moved swiftly, occasionally throwing out plum blossom darts.

His plum blossom darts bloomed like flowers in the air, drawing beautiful arcs, yet hiding lethal danger.

Every plum blossom dart flew accurately, hitting the vital points of the masked men.

The masked men screamed in agony and collapsed under the dart attack.

In this fierce battle, the masked men initially thought they could easily capture the Shi Mansion but unexpectedly encountered such tenacious resistance, gaining nothing and suffering heavy losses instead. Shi Feiyang, like a streak of white lightning, sped back to the Shi Mansion.

As he approached the ground, he elegantly descended, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, his aura surged like a mighty mountain rising, emanating awe-inspiring majesty. Subsequently, he exhibited the ”Dragon Steps” ultimate technique of the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Skill.

He flickered into a shadow, like a swift flood dragon weaving through the void, instantly replacing the struggling Yili. With Shi Feiyang’s move, the surrounding air trembled. He took the first step, and the ground below seemed unable to withstand the tremendous power, producing a tiny crack with a ”crack,” dust flying.

His figure flickered amidst the flying dust, like an ancient Demon God.

On the second step, his hands already shimmered with ominous cold glimmers, the glimmers like the scales of a flood dragon, exuding icy aura.

His gaze was sharp as an eagle, tightly locking onto the masked man holding the giant lock.

Entering the third step, Shi Feiyang suddenly let out a thunderous roar, the sound resounding like a bell, causing the eardrums of those around to buzz. This roar was like the roar of a fierce tiger in the mountains, startling and shaking hearts, making people involuntarily tremble.