King of Hundred Victories Saber

His figure swiftly approached the masked man like a ghost, his hands like water-exiting dragons, carrying an unstoppable momentum as they seized towards the masked man. His movements were swift and precise, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, making it impossible for others to capture its trajectory.

Wherever the Divine Dragon Claw passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

The masked man holding the giant chainlock was horrified, his eyes widening in fear as he tried to swing the giant chainlock to fend off. However, the power of Shi Feiyang’s Divine Dragon Claw was not something the masked man could withstand. Each of his attacks was like a thunderous force, unstoppable.

With precise accuracy, Shi Feiyang’s hands grasped the giant chainlock, and a tremendous force exploded instantaneously. With a ”crack,” the giant chainlock was abruptly crushed. This scene, like a landslide, was profoundly shocking.

Then, the Divine Dragon Claw followed with momentum, directly tearing the masked man’s body apart, blood splattering everywhere, the scene exceedingly brutal.

This series of actions by Shi Feiyang was completed in one smooth motion, fully displaying his powerful aura and the fierce dominance of the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique.

Every strike he made was like a Celestial God descending, commanding awe and respect.

Yili wielded her long sword, her figure spinning lightly, like a flower blooming in the wind, gracefully flying forth to aid Gong Simeng.

Her movements were light and graceful, as if she were an elf in the wind, captivating and enchanting.

She traced a beautiful arc through the air, instantly replacing Gong Simeng, intercepting the masked man wielding a fangtian ji.

Her posture was upright, resembling a cold plum blossom proudly blossoming in the cold wind.

Her eyes were like the most brilliant stars in the night sky, shining with determination and confidence, coldly gazing at the opponent ahead. That gaze seemed capable of seeing through every intention of the opponent, causing a chill to rise in the masked man’s heart.

A faint confidence smile outlined her lips, rendering her exceptionally striking amidst the intense battle atmosphere.

Faced with the ferocious strike of the fangtian ji from the masked man, Yili neither dodged nor evaded. As the fangtian ji was about to touch her, her Liu Mei raised slightly, a trace of resolve flashing in her eyes.

She gripped the hilt with her jade hand, her arm exerting slight force, and the long sword in her hand was like a nimble silver dragon, spiraling up along the shaft of the fangtian ji, cleverly neutralizing the powerful force of that strike. This series of smooth and fluent motions fully displayed her exquisite control over swordsmanship. Her swordsmanship was like flowing clouds and flowing water, mesmerizing and astonishing.

Following closely, Yili executed her breathtaking ”Cloud Mist Sword Technique”.

Her figure appeared and disappeared within the sword light, each swing of the sword accompanied by a gentle wind sound, resembling a fairy gracefully dancing in the wind, both elegant and deadly. The tip of her sword cut through the air, not leaving sharp blade light, but elegant dance steps.

Her swordsmanship was difficult to distinguish between real and fake, the changes in sword moves were unpredictable, leaving one dazzled and disoriented.

Sometimes the sword moves were as ethereal as clouds and mist, seemingly soft and powerless, yet secretly harboring lethal intent; other times the sword moves were as swift as lightning, carrying with them a sharp sword qi, directly targeting the opponent’s vital points, each strike containing the force of thunder, enough to split mountains and rivers.

After exchanging several moves with the masked man, Yili discovered the opponent’s flaw and swiftly executed the fatal move ”Covering the Sky and Shrouding the Sun” from the ”Cloud Mist Sword Technique”.

She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, her eyes instantly bursting with a strong fighting spirit, the light like burning flames, seeming to set the entire world ablaze. A slight cold smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, as her long sword in front of her spun rapidly, the blade flickering with a cold light, resembling a silver vortex exuding the aura of death.

With a delicate shout, the sword shadows rapidly spread out, like a cloud that covered the sky and sun, completely enveloping the masked man.

Every sword shadow carried tremendous power, accompanied by howling wind, fiercely stabbing at the masked man.

In an instant, the continuous ”puff puff puff” sounds rang out, like the whispers of the Death God, announcing the end of life.

Under the dense sword shadow attacks, the masked man could not make any effective defenses and was pierced with a hundred and eight holes.

Blood gushed out from the wounds on his body like a fountain, staining the surrounding ground red, while Yili, holding her long sword, stood elegantly in place, her long hair dancing in the wind, her eyes sparkling with the pride of victory.

After successfully killing all the masked men, Shi Feiyang, Xie Wen, and Shan Zhi, their faces grave, bent down slowly to carefully examine the masked men’s corpses. They knew that these corpses might hide important clues related to their subsequent actions.

Shi Feiyang squatted beside one corpse, stretching out his hand to slowly reveal the black mask on the deceased’s face. The pirate’s face was bronze-colored, the skin rough, full of the marks of time and sunburn left from long sea voyages.

His eyes were hollow, revealing a kind of tragic melancholy of dying with unfulfilled wishes, evoking a trace of sympathy for the misfortunes he experienced in life.

This corpse’s cheekbones were prominent, eye sockets deeply set, eyes small and narrow, now wide open, the gaze still containing the terror and unwillingness experienced before death. It seemed to silently tell the horrors and despair he suffered in life, stirring compassion.

His eyebrows were thick and messy, like two brooms horizontally across the forehead, giving an impression of ruggedness and wildness. His lips were dry and slightly open, revealing a set of yellowed and incomplete teeth, emitting a nauseating odor, making one want to avoid it.