King of Hundred Victories Saber

Every time she struck with her sword, it carried a fierce Sword Qi, and every time she swung her whip, it swept along with a howling wind.

Xie Zhichuan’s Thirteen Life-taking Swords, while extraordinarily mystical, had fierce sword moves and endless variations, but Blood Rakshasa’s Celestial Sword techniques were equally complex and carried a weighty, stable aura, each sword as if bearing the majestic grandeur of Tianshan Mountain.

The two exchanged blows, battling for dozens of rounds, yet neither succeeded.

Under the night sky, Sword Qi intertwined, whip shadows danced, creating a thrilling sight. The ground had long been carved deep with chasms by the Sword Qi and whip wind, and the surrounding sand and stones were swept into the air, falling like a stone rainstorm.

Shi Feiyang watched intently from the shadows, seeing Blood Rakshasa wielding both hands and using two different weapons with an impeccable coordination without a hint of disorder. He secretly admired, ”Just this alone is extremely rare among the top-tier masters of Martial Arts! However, Xie Zhichuan’s power is stronger, and he holds a treasure sword. If the battle continues this way, Blood Rakshasa’s Inner Power is likely to be melted by Xie Zhichuan’s Kunlun Flame Technique.”

Shi Feiyang frowned, feeling anxious, closely monitoring the fight, ready to step in at any moment.

His palms were slightly sweaty, a hint of worry in his eyes, foreseeing the crisis Blood Rakshasa would soon face.

Blood Rakshasa was fighting Xie Zhichuan with full concentration, her eyes solely focused on her opponent’s every move, unable to attend to anything else.

Meanwhile, ”Outer Border Demoness” Fu Anxing, who came with Xie Zhichuan, took advantage of their fierce battle to silently enter the ancient castle.

Her movements were light, ghostly, each step placed softly, almost without a sound. Soon, she brought Dugu yan out.

Dugu yan had suffered a whip strike, but it only slightly injured his skin, causing no major harm.

After coming out, he exchanged a glance with Fu Anxing, understanding each other without words, and the two rushed to escape, their figures disappearing rapidly into the night.

Their steps were hurried, as if chased by countless evil spirits.

Upon seeing this, Blood Rakshasa was instantly furious, her eyes widening, almost spitting fire, with a gaze that seemed capable of burning.

She was about to give chase but was trapped by Xie Zhichuan’s enveloping sword light, unable to break free.

Moreover, due to this distraction, Xie Zhichuan seized the opportunity, launching his sword moves like the mighty Yangtze River, endlessly and relentlessly.

Xie Zhichuan’s swordsmanship grew even fiercer, each strike carried a powerful oppressive force, forcing Blood Rakshasa into a defensive posture, plunging her into a predicament.

Sweat began to bead on her forehead, her breathing became rapid, her weapon started to feel heavier with every swing, yet she continued to struggle.

Meanwhile, Fu Anxing and Dugu yan had already raced past Blood Rakshasa, on the verge of vanishing into the night.

At that moment, a black shadow suddenly descended from the top of the ancient castle, like a fierce bird diving from the sky.

As Dugu yan was fleeing, he suddenly felt a tightness on his shoulder, as if caught by five iron hooks, piercingly painful.

He barely managed to shout: ”Fu Anxing, come save me!”

His ribs had already been jabbed by fingers, immediately causing his whole body to go numb and limp, as if his bones had been extracted, collapsing to the ground.

His body twitched on the ground, a painful expression on his face, his eyes filled with fear.

The figure that descended swiftly was none other than Shi Feiyang. He had utilized his Supreme Lightness Technique, swift as lightning, and subdued Dugu yan in an instant.

Fu Anxing suddenly heard the shout behind her, startled, quickly turning her head only to see Dugu yan already lying on the ground, unable to move.

She was both shocked and furious, her eyes widening with anger and shock. Her hand immediately wielded the Ghost Shadow Whip, the tip swirling overhead, carrying a fierce wind, whooshing down like a black lightning toward Shi Feiyang’s waist.

The whip wind howled, as if draining the surrounding air, the ground’s sand and stones whipped up, forming a small sandstorm.

Shi Feiyang reacted swiftly, his body twisted like a willow in the wind, incredibly agile, narrowly avoiding the Ghost Shadow Whip.

In an instant, as Fu Anxing had yet to recall her Ghost Shadow Whip, Shi Feiyang leaped at her like a tiger launching at prey.

Fu Anxing, seeing this, hastily used her head to fiercely knock against him, attempting to force Shi Feiyang back.

Shi Feiyang shouted loudly, voice resounding like a great bell, his hands like dragons emerging from the sea, reaching out.

Facing her, he immediately deployed the Divine Skill’s move ”Dragon Roar Nine Heavens,” his five fingers like sharp steel claws, seizing her wrists instantly.

He clenched his fingers tightly with force, causing Fu Anxing to scream out miserably, her voice piercingly echoing through the night.

She felt her whole body weakened, as if all her strength had been drained. Shi Feiyang lifted her, casually throwing her away like an obsolete item, disregarding her fate, and made his way towards the castle to rescue Blood Rakshasa.

Fu Anxing’s body traced an arc in the air, harshly landing on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Blood Rakshasa was in a tight struggle with Xie Zhichuan, her Inner Power being evaporated by Xie Zhichuan’s Kunlun Flame Technique, and additionally, her clothes were intermittently catching fire, leaving her clothes tattered and some vital parts barely covered, making Blood Rakshasa extremely embarrassed, quite awkward.

Hearing the shouts and calls, yet she had no time to look.

Suddenly, Xie Zhichuan swiftly withdrew his move, with a clean and neat retreat, causing Blood Rakshasa surprise. Then, a loud shout echoed: ”Stop!”

She opened her eyes to see a person darting like a flying bird, resembling a streak of black lightning, blocking Xie Zhichuan’s path.