King of Hundred Victories Saber

”You... you vile thief, how dare you harm me!” Ling Zhuang gritted his teeth as he spoke, his voice filled with anger and unwillingness.

Shi Feiyang’s expression was stern, his gaze intense like a torch, as he replied, ”You villain, you’ve been wreaking havoc in the Jianghu, committing countless evil deeds. Today is your retribution. In this world of Jianghu, justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent. Prepare to meet your end!”

Having said this, Shi Feiyang swung his palms again, carrying a fierce wind, akin to an enraged lion, attacking Ling Zhuang.

Despite the excruciating pain in his severed arm, Ling Zhuang resisted desperately, gathering a breath of True Qi, using his left hand to continue the insidious ”Seven Cultivator’s Finger.”

His left hand’s fingers twisted like snakes, carrying a black poisonous glow, hoping to find a glimmer of survival in this dire situation, to fend off Shi Feiyang’s overwhelming onslaught. But his breath was chaotic, his True Qi within his meridians was in disarray, like a candle flickering in the wind. Under Shi Feiyang’s relentless attack, it was merely a beast fighting a desperate struggle, gradually losing strength.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze was like lightning, locking onto Ling Zhuang’s every move, spotting his flaws, leaping like a hawk swooping on a rabbit.

His posture was agile, his clothes fluttering like a Banished Immortal descending upon the world, his palms wrapped in immense power, carrying an indestructible force, crashing down on top of Ling Zhuang’s head. The gust from his palms howled, like a hurricane rising from a flat land, making the surrounding air rumble.

Ling Zhuang’s eyes widened in terror, filled with despair, trying to dodge, but found his body firmly locked by Shi Feiyang’s powerful Bright Jade Technique, as if bound by an invisible shackle, unable to move.

He let out a bleak, despairing scream, piercing through the sky, like the mournful cry of a night owl.

Immediately after, Shi Feiyang’s palms heavily landed on Ling Zhuang’s body. With a crisp ”crack,” Ling Zhuang’s body instantaneously burst like a shattered sack. Blood splattered, organs flew, scattered on the ground, crimson blood spreading on the yellow sand, the stench of blood filled the air, the scene was extremely gruesome, unbearable to look at.

Shi Feiyang landed steadily, his clothes gently fluttering in the breeze, his expression as serene as an ancient pond in a remote mountain, without a ripple.

The thrilling battle that had just transpired was, for him, merely a routine practice session, easily brushed off, not worth mentioning.

However, his gaze was sharp as an eagle’s, instantly locking onto the next target—Kongtong Sect’s disciple Ma Chan.

He lightly tapped the ground with his toe, like white clouds floating, radiating dazzling light, with an unstoppable momentum, flew out again, at such speed that a whistling wind rose behind him.

At this moment, Ma Chan was wielding the enigmatic ”Seven Breaks and Seven Extremes Heartbreak Palm.”

His figure was as elusive as a ghost, shuttling back and forth amidst the killing, each move leaving behind a faint afterimage at its original location, dazzling and bewildering.

As his palms waved, the overlapping layers of palm shadows were like dark clouds rolling, filling the air with a sinister and terrifying aura.

Where the palm shadows reached, the grass and trees withered, and the ground faintly showed black palm prints, exuding endless malice.

The Heroic Sakura Association’s elder, ”Heaven and Earth Saber” Lie Quan, had already plunged into a bitter battle under Ma Chan’s fierce and eerie palm technique assault.

He gripped the Heaven and Earth Saber tightly, the blade gleaming with a cold chill.

Lie Quan swung his sword with all his might, the blade light flashing, but it was difficult to fend off Ma Chan’s tidal wave-like palm shadows.

Lie Quan’s forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, the beads cascading down his resolute cheeks, his back long soaked with sweat, his clothing clinging tightly to his body, outlining his fatigued yet stubbornly resisting form.

His eyes betrayed tension and anxiety, wielding the Heaven and Earth Saber with increasing urgency, the saber wind roared, yet still unable to break through Ma Chan’s impenetrable palm technique defense.

Shi Feiyang was like a brilliant meteor, carrying dazzling light and majestic momentum, charging into the fray.

His posture was upright, elegant, like a jade tree standing against the wind, he loudly rebuked, ”Ma Chan, you vile bandit, you’ve committed grave sins in the Jianghu, today is your day of reckoning! Jianghu should be a place for chivalrous heroes to uphold justice, yet you stray from the righteous path, using such sinister and malicious martial arts to harm others, truly unforgivable, unforgivable by heaven and earth!”

His voice echoed like a great bell between heaven and earth, carrying an air of just authority, as if it could dispel all darkness in the world.

Ma Chan snorted coldly upon seeing this, his laugh tinged with a hint of chill and resentment, he said, ”Shi Feiyang, today I will take both your and Lie Quan’s lives, let’s see what you can do!” With that, he moved his hands rapidly, deploying the killing move of the ”Seven Breaks and Seven Extremes Heartbreak Palm,” palm shadows surged like dark clouds, with the imposing force to cover the sky, pressing towards Shi Feiyang.

Amidst the palm shadows, there was a faint sound of weeping, as if countless wronged souls were wailing, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Shi Feiyang’s expression was stern, yet maintained elegance, he activated the Bright Jade Technique, in an instant, his whole body emitted a layer of light as gentle as jade, like a fairy bathed in moonlight, exuding soft and holy radiance.

True Qi continuously surged from his body, forming an invisible yet unbreakable barrier, isolating the sinister palm force rushing towards him. The palm force collided with the barrier, emitting a dull sound, akin to thunder exploding by the ear.

Shi Feiyang executed the ”Red Dust Slash,” the ultimate move of the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique,” his palms like two Celestial Frost Blades, rapidly turning, palm shadows flying, each move contained immense power, as if to annihilate all the dust in this world.