King of Hundred Victories Saber

Shi Feiyang gently took Yang Xue’Er’s hand, his eyes full of tenderness, and softly said, ”Xue’Er, since we became one, returning to Liaodong Qingfeng Pavilion to visit your family is only natural. On this journey, although there may be difficulties and dangers, with me by your side, you can rest assured and not worry a bit.”

Yang Xue’Er slightly nodded, a faint smile of happiness appearing on her face, likened to a blossoming flower in spring, bright and enchanting.

The Little Scholar’s Attendant, Shi Xiong, was beside them, his eyes sparkling with anticipation and curiosity about Liaodong.

He scratched his head, speaking with slight excitement, ”Grand Squad Leader, I’ve heard that the land of Liaodong is vast and boundless, with large plains like green oceans, and when the wind rises, the grass waves roll, making a spectacular sight. There are also great eagles soaring in the sky, blocking out the sun with their wingspan. It’s truly a blessing for Shi Xiong to accompany this trip. Besides, I’ve been planning to learn the Divine Archer technique from Brother Miao on the way, and to study the plum blossom dart technique with Brother Shan. Witnessing them use such divine skills before left me in awe. There is also Brother Xie, from whom I hope to gain guidance on the ’Feixu Qingyan Technique.’ After several battles in the Capital, I have some experience in this skill, and now I only hope to progress further, so I can assist the Grand Squad Leader in the future.”

Shi Feiyang nodded with a smile, speaking sincerely, ”Shi Xiong, having such ambition is truly rare. You must not slacken on the road and should humbly seek instruction from the brothers.” Having said that, everyone mounted swiftly.

The horses neighed proudly, raising their front hooves as if to show their fearless courage to the chilly spring world.

Then, like arrows leaving the bowstring, the horses galloped towards the distant horizon.

The sound of hooves was dense like drumbeats, urgent and powerful, echoing continuously in the valley.

The dust stirred up covered the sky, resembling a black torrent rolling forward, causing the birds along the way to scatter in fright, and the vegetation in the mountains and forests to tremble under the mighty momentum.

It was late spring, a time when all should be flourishing, full of spring vitality, yet the north still had a hint of chill.

A gentle breeze blew, carrying a slightly biting chill.

On this day, as they passed through Shandong, Shi Feiyang gazed at the continuous rolling mountains in the distance, the peaks enveloped in clouds and mist, resembling an ink painting.

He couldn’t help but be filled with countless emotions, remembering the many heroes of the Shandong Martial Arts, and thus suggested, ”Brothers, this fertile land of Shandong has always produced outstanding heroes. Sect Leader Zhao Qingfeng of the Qingfeng Sword Sect is like a brother to us. In the past, during the Ningxia rebellion, we fought side by side, sharing life and death in the bloody battles, a camaraderie I’ll never forget. Since we’re passing by, it’s only right to visit him, as a fond remembrance of our shared heroic years.”

Everyone nodded, their eyes full of agreement.

”The Flying Eagle Detective,” Xie Wen, clasped his fists respectfully and said, ”What the Grand Squad Leader said is very true. Sect Leader Zhao is righteous and heroic, his disciples all loyal and courageous. It is only right for us to visit him.”

As they were speaking, a black shadow shot forward like an arrow, approaching swiftly like the wind. It was Ma Qianli, Sect Leader of the Divine Movement Sect, known for his Tracking Technique. His figure was agile and nimble, like a cheetah racing across the plains. Yet at that moment, his face was full of urgency, shrouded in a thick cloud of anxiety, clearly indicating a great disaster.

Ma Qianli came before Shi Feiyang and fell to one knee with a ”thump,” his voice anxious and trembling as he said, ”Hero Shi, something terrible has happened! Sect Leader Zhao Qingfeng, while sailing out to sea, coincidentally discovered the Shandong Giant Whale Gang colluding with Japanese pirates. The Giant Whale Gang, brutal and ruthless, plans to kill and silence him. Sect Leader Zhao is currently surrounded by them, his life in grave danger. Sun Tiezhang of the Iron Palm Gang, Qian Wanying of the Flying Eagle Sect, Zhou Cangyue of the Pointed Cang Dao Sect, and Lin Yufeng, master of the Eight Trigrams Qimen Array, upon hearing this, were indignant and went to his aid without hesitation. But little did they know, they too have fallen into the Giant Whale Gang’s trap, surrounded by Gang Leader Gao Sheng, Vice Gang Leader Gao Zhi, Gao Liang, Gao Huang, Gao Die, and the Japanese pirates. They are now in a desperate battle at Qingfeng Mountain, the situation extremely perilous, fearing they cannot hold out much longer!”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s faces changed, and an air of tension and oppression filled the atmosphere.

Shi Feiyang, hearing this terrible news from Ma Qianli, immediately steeled his expression, like a flash of lightning slicing through the cold night, cold and resolute.

He swiftly drew the Celestial Frost Blade from his waist, its blade glinting with a cold light, like a chilling spring, exuding a murderous intent.

This divine weapon was eagerly awaiting the taste of evildoer’s blood.

Shi Feiyang raised the Celestial Frost Blade high, shouting loudly, ”Brothers! The Shandong Martial Arts are in distress, Jianghu is in a precarious situation! Now is the time for us chivalrous heroes to show our mettle and stand up! How can we stand by and watch? We must immediately rush to Qingfeng Mountain to save Sect Leader Zhao and the other heroes, and make those shameless scum colluding with Japanese pirates pay a terrible price!”

His voice, mighty and passionate, echoed like a great bell ringing through the heavens and the earth, inspiring a spirit of boldness and fervor.

”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong, upon hearing this, tightly gripped his longbow, which seemed to come alive in his hands.