King of Hundred Victories Saber

This cold armor not only can withstand external attacks but also absorb surrounding heat, allowing Shi Feiyang to remain calm and clear-headed during battle.

Immediately, Shi Feiyang’s figure moved like lightning, fast as a white light, instantly leaping onto an unshaken warhorse.

His movements were smooth and swift, easily mastering the fierce horse, showcasing extraordinary equestrian skills.

He squeezed the horse’s belly with force from both legs, and the steed let out a long whinny, like a dragon’s roar, charging into the enemy ranks like an arrow leaving the bowstring, with an unstoppable momentum. The cooperation between Shi Feiyang and the warhorse was seamless, each charge was so coordinated and deadly.

Shi Feiyang executed a move from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique called ”Gold Dragon’s Claw,” his hands swinging like blades, with a dazzling golden light gleaming between his palms, like a golden dragon brandishing its claws, majestic and fierce, saber energy spiraling out.

This saber move was illustrated to perfection in his hands, each palm containing boundless strength and beauty.

With each swing, the fierce palm wind carried saber energy capable of slicing through anything, with the massive force of Mountain-Splitting Rock-Breaking. The sound of wind and saber energy howled wherever it traveled. Shi Feiyang’s palm technique was not only immensely powerful but also extremely fast, dazzling the eyes.

The masked horse bandits were completely unable to capture his movements.

The masked riders had no time to react before heads were sliced off, blood splattering out, tracing arcs of crimson in the air, reminiscent of the setting sun on the horizon.

Blood mist spread, tainting the surrounding air a dark red, making the area around the horse field resemble a human purgatory.

Shi Feiyang’s attacks were like the arrival of the Death God, mercilessly reaping the lives of these horse bandits.

”Iron Palm” Wu Zhong shouted, his voice like a mighty bell, his aura surging as if a volcano was about to erupt. He employed Inner Strength from the Six Harmonies True Scripture, his hands momentarily turning red as if scorched by flames. He unleashed the ”Demon Subduing Divine Palm,” with his palms creating waves of heat, like surging tides, striking at the approaching riders.

Each palm strike was accompanied by the sound of wind - ”whooshing,” akin to a howling gale, and the ground trembled slightly under the force of his palm techniques. Wu Zhong’s palm style was as fierce as his character, full of destructive power.

”Mandarin Duck Saber” Xiao Lingling wielded dual blades, her posture nimble, like a flower blooming in a fierce wind, dancing gracefully among the enemy ranks. Her saber skills were exceptionally refined, and as she swung her dual blades, the saber lights shimmered like stars, perfectly synchronized with her husband Wu Zhong’s efforts, combining softness with hardness.

With the collaboration of ”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong, Shan Zhi’s hidden weapons, and Little Scholar Shi Xiong’s Poisoned Horned Cone, they formed a precise killing machine, continuously repelling wave after wave of riders.

Miao Menlong drew his bow and placed an arrow, the arrow shimmering coldly on the string, like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

He employed his inner power and shot an arrow, the arrow flying like a meteor chasing the moon, with a sharp cry, each shot accurately hitting the riders’ vital spots, causing them to collapse without retaliation.

Shan Zhi flicked his wrist lightly, several hidden weapons flew out like dark instruments, tracing eerie arcs in the air, akin to meteors in the night sky, catching the riders off-guard, causing painful cries.

Shi Xiong threw the Poisoned Horned Cone, under the sunlight it gleamed ominously, with a sharp sound of slicing through the air, hitting the riders, causing cries of agony, their bodies quickly turning black, clearly poisoned, writhing painfully on the ground, a scene difficult to witness.

”Long Arm Fist” Liao Pei and ”Heaven and Earth Saber” Lie Quan led Shi Feiyang’s guards, seizing the chaos like a group of fierce leopards, rushing towards the warhorses fleeing around the horse field. Liao Pei displayed ”Long Arm Fist,” his arms like two agile serpents skilled in maneuvering through the chaotic horse group, continually subduing those frightened warhorses.

His fist technique was both fierce and flexible, each punch adeptly soothing the horses’ panic, taming them.

Lie Quan wielded dual blades, the saber light glimmering, providing protection for Liao Pei and others.

His saber skills were fierce, repelling approaching horse bandits ensuring the safety of Liao Pei and the guards.

Their unspoken coordination and seamless cooperation successfully collaborated with the Tatar Tribe’s leader Rakshan, his son Mahaba, daughter Wulei, and warriors to round up numerous fine horses and safely corral them together, preventing further scare or loss of these valuable steeds, preserving the Heroic Sakura Association’s precious battle strength.

After a fierce battle, Shi Feiyang and other Heroic Sakura Association warriors, with outstanding martial arts and perfect team coordination, successfully repelled the attack of the masked riders, demonstrating their extraordinary courage and wisdom.

After the intense battle ended, chaos surrounded the horse field, like a destroyed wasteland.

Masked riders’ bodies were scattered chaotically on the ground, blood stained the earth, the air was filled with a strong stench of blood, nauseating, flies hovered and swarmed above the bodies, the scene was miserably tragic.

Xie Wen performed the Feixu Qingyan Technique, his posture light as willow catkins fluttering in the wind, gracefully descending from the sky, his movements flowing and beautiful, as if dancing silently in the air.

His gaze was sharp, carefully surveying the scene for any overlooked clues. Sometimes he crouched to examine the wounds on the corpses, sometimes he picked up weapons from the ground to scrutinize them, and other times he searched the surrounding grass for possible clues.