King of Hundred Victories Saber

With that, Shi Feiyang forcefully slammed the evidence in his hand onto the table with a loud ”bang,” like a thunderous explosion out of nowhere, causing the teacups on the table to jump and tea to splash everywhere.

Ye Ke’Er and Tietiezhen saw their conspiracy exposed, their faces instantly turning ashen, like eggplants struck by frost.

They were both shocked and furious, feeling embarrassed and angry. They couldn’t believe that their carefully plotted conspiracy had been exposed so quickly in broad daylight, which left them utterly stunned and enraged.

Ye Ke’Er suddenly stood up, clenching his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the strength, and shouted loudly, ”Shi Feiyang, don’t you dare slander us! Empty words without evidence, what proof do you have to connect us to this matter? Are you not fabricating facts to suppress our Naiman Tribe and falsely accuse us?”

However, the evidence in Shi Feiyang’s hand was like a mountain, with each piece being irrefutable, leaving them with no room to argue.

Shi Feiyang sneered, pulling out a stack of documents from his bosom, displaying them one by one to everyone present, with each sheet detailing their unspeakable secrets and crimes.

Seeing that denial was futile, Ye Ke’Er and Tietiezhen resolved to act recklessly, their hearts hardened. Ye Ke’Er waved his large hand, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, signaling to the shadows. Instantly, a group of people surged in from all directions of the hall.

The two leading figures, one wielding a large dark fan, was Wu Wei, the Sect Leader of ”Wind Thunder Fan Technique,” who charged fiercely at Shi Feiyang with his disciples. The other was barehanded, emitting a strange aura, and was Wu Yun, the Sect Leader of the ”Celestial Radiance Palm,” who led with his disciples.

These were top elite fighters secretly hired at a high price by Ye Ke’Er and Tietiezhen, all trained in lethal sinister martial arts, cruel and ruthless. They hailed from the Western Regions and knew little about Shi Feiyang from Central Earth.

They had been hired to step in at critical moments, to help Ye Ke’Er and Tietiezhen solve problems and protect their interests.

At this moment, seeing Ye Ke’Er’s signal, they brazenly made their move, pouncing on Shi Feiyang like a pack of ferocious wolves.

Their eyes gleamed with greed and ferocity, as if Shi Feiyang was already meat on their chopping block, ready for them to slaughter.

They showed no mercy, striking viciously, vowing to take Shi Feiyang’s life.

Wu Yun’s ”Celestial Radiance Palm” was unnervingly unpredictable.

His palm slightly reddened, with what seemed like flames burning in the center, but these flames were not ordinary, they contained a toxic fire venom.

Once struck by him, the opponent would feel a burning sensation throughout their body, as if encased in raging flames, with their internal organs subjected to the fiery poison, suffering unbearable pain. Within an hour, the poison would invade the heart, leading to a fatal outcome, and the death would be especially gruesome.

This fire poison was so potent that the attacked would struggle in extreme agony, unable to escape, ultimately facing death in despair.

The large dark fan in Wu Wei’s hand shimmered with a mysterious light under the sun, as if it contained an evil force.

He unleashed three grand techniques: ”Wind Sways the Willow,” ”Wind Sweeps the Fallen Leaves,” and ”Wind Rolls up the Remnant Cloud,” each more powerful than the last, with boundless might.

These three techniques each contained different powers of wind and thunder, making his opponent feel like they were facing the most violent forces of nature.

Especially the ”Wind Rolls up the Remnant Cloud” from the ”Wind” set of techniques, once executed, the power was astonishing.

His fan shadows danced, moving so fast they were hard to track, the fan wind was fierce, like a howling gale, with immense momentum. Wherever it passed, tables and chairs were overturned, and dust from the ground swirled up, blocking the sky and displaying a sweeping destructive force.

Ye Ke’Er glared viciously at Shi Feiyang, gritting his teeth as he declared, ”Shi Feiyang, since you’ve come today, don’t think you’ll leave alive! Our Naiman Tribe has elite fighters in abundance, today we shall make sure you don’t return, ending your life here!”

After speaking, he revealed a sinister smile on his face, seemingly already foreseeing Shi Feiyang’s tragic end.

His voice was filled with threat and provocation, sending chills down one’s spine. Shi Feiyang, however, showed no sign of fear.

His eyes revealed determination and calmness, as if everything was within his expectation.

He took a deep breath, as if to inhale all the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, True Qi surged in his chest and abdomen, with his momentum continually rising.

At that moment, his body seemed to merge with the heavens and earth, True Qi flowing within him, gathering into a powerful force.

Instantly, he exuded a powerful aura, like a towering mountain, which inspired awe.

He stared intently, like a sharp blade, directly at his opponents. His eyes showed no hesitation or fear, only a desire for victory and contempt for his enemies.

With a flicker of his figure, swift as lightning, he charged into the enemy ranks.

His movements were swift and precise, like a leopard that’s been lurking for a long time, suddenly bursting forth with incredible speed and strength.

With the aid of the Bright Jade Technique, Shi Feiyang executed the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique,” turning his palms into blades, a layer of dazzling, almost blinding golden light emanating from his palms, like two peerless divine soldiers forged from pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, sharp and gleaming, emitting a chilling glint.

His palm technique contained infinite killing intent and power, with every swing seeming to cut the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.