King of Hundred Victories Saber

He drew the Celestial Frost Blade, its cold gleam flickering, as if it could slice through the void.

Immediately, he unleashed the ”Golden Dragon Coils Claw” from the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique,” the blade swirled, creating fierce winds, and engaged in a battle with the ”Heavenly Force Sword Form” formed by the Thirty-Six Sword Puppets.

Shi Feiyang’s saber technique was exquisite beyond compare, every strike carried the power to split mountains and break rocks, the blade’s light flickered and scattered the mist within the valley. However, the saber technique served mainly as a defense at this moment; the truly lethal move lay in his Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique and Tathagata Divine Palm.

The fierce battle continued, and Shi Feiyang seized the moment, executing the ”Dragon Steps Sevenfold” from the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique.

His movements were agile and fluid like a dragon, navigating the combat with the sword form effortlessly.

Upon reaching the fifth step, ”Dragon Might Shakes the Heavens,” Shi Feiyang’s aura dramatically shifted, a majestic presence radiated from him, as if an emperor presiding over the world, commanding all things to submit beneath his feet.

His left hand swiftly extended, seemingly with an invisible divine dragon coiling at the palm, forming a combined attack with the Celestial Frost Blade in his right hand towards the center of the ”Heavenly Force Sword Form.” This grasp, supported by immense power, surged towards the sword form with unprecedented momentum.

In an instant, fierce winds arose in the valley, with flying sand and stones.

”Boom!” An earth-shattering explosion echoed, as if the heavens and earth had collapsed, the claw’s wind fiercely clashed with the sword’s force.

The powerful shockwave from the collision erupted like a ferocious storm, instantly hurling dust and debris into the air.

In an instant, the valley was filled with flying sand and stones, obscuring the sun and sky, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The sword force condensed by Xie Zhichuan, under Shi Feiyang’s ”Divine Dragon Claw,” appeared like fragile glass, gradually showing cracks.

These cracks rapidly spread like a spider web, emitting a cracking sound.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze was like electricity; seizing the opportunity, he transformed his grasp into a palm, executing the ”Demon Capture Returns” from the Tathagata Divine Palm.

With a turn of his body, the palm technique was executed as gracefully as flowing clouds, yet carried a thunderous power.

His hand seemed to transform into a vast world, instantly enveloping the enemy.

The palm wind whistled, like an invisible yet highly sharp blade, recklessly slashing through the air.

As the palm technique progressed, the surrounding air was drawn by a formidable force, forming a massive vortex that encompassed Xie Zhichuan tightly.

Under this powerful palm force, the puppet bugs within Xie Zhichuan were forcibly expelled.

The puppet bugs twisted and struggled in mid-air, emitting a chilling ”squeak” sound.

Xie Zhichuan let out a miserable scream; as the puppet bugs departed, the ”Heavenly Force Sword Form” he painstakingly cultivated instantly collapsed, dissolving into countless fragments of sword shadows scattered across the ground. Xie Zhichuan’s body was drained of power, collapsing like a puddle of mud, his eyes filled with reluctance and despair. He never imagined that his meticulously planned ultimate killing move could be so easily undone by Shi Feiyang.

The Beggar Gang Leader Zhong Renwang, ”Outer Border Demoness” Fu Anxing, ”Great Kasyapa’s Air Shield” Wan Liupiao, ”Four Strokes Point Eight Channels” Lian Jaben and Lian Jia Shu brothers, along with the Central Plains Cao Bang’s Vice Gang Leader Peng Siyu, Vice Gang Leader Peng Sixian, Vice Gang Leader Peng Siwei, Vice Gang Leader Peng Sixuan, witnessing this scene, were all struck with shock. Their faces were filled with fear and astonishment; their previously confident expressions vanished without a trace.

They knew well, if they did not seize this moment to join forces and attack, they would surely perish today.

Consequently, they all sprang forth from the dark and eerie rocks surrounding them, their movements ghostly, simultaneously lunging towards Shi Feiyang.

In an instant, shouts of battle echoed to the skies, various weapons gleaming with cold light stabbed at Shi Feiyang from different directions, aiming to tear him apart.

Shi Feiyang remained calm, unflinching even with Mount Tai collapsing before him.

He held the Celestial Frost Blade tightly, its blade gleaming coldly, akin to the cold moon in a winter’s night.

He executed the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, the blade light flashed fiercely, forming a dense shield protecting him. Each saber strike brought with it a fierce wind, ”whoosh” as it sounded, sweeping away incoming weapons.

Simultaneously, he directed a cold snort at Peng Siyu, the sound of the snort low and icy, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell.

Instantly, the ”Shock Eye Tribulation” Divine Skill was invoked.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze instantly turned icy and penetrating, like sharp ice blades, sweeping towards Peng Siyu.

Peng Siyu felt an icy chill rising from the depths of his heart, spreading throughout his body in an instant.

He trembled all over, and at that moment, ice began to form across his body, gradually becoming rigid.

Then, with a ”crack,” Peng Siyu’s body shattered, transforming into countless ice shards scattered on the ground, and he didn’t even know how he died, leaving a bloody and eerie scene.

Shi Feiyang turned, wielding the Celestial Frost Blade with the ”Golden Dragon Coils Claw” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique.

This time, the saber wind was even more fierce, like an invisible tornado, stirring the surrounding air into a frenzy.

Shi Feiyang stood amidst the enemy formation, the Celestial Frost Blade in his hand whirled tightly, the blade light flashed, resembling a silver curtain, protecting him thoroughly from all sides.

Facing weapons attacking from all around, Shi Feiyang remained fearless.

His saber technique was exquisite beyond compare, every strike carried a fierce momentum.

The saber wind howled, like an invisible force, raging through the air.