King of Hundred Victories Saber

Wu Zhong harnessed the ”Six Harmonies True Scripture” Inner Power, and his hands instantly glowed with a faint red, as if bathed in the sunset’s afterglow.

Immediately, he executed the ”Demon Subduing Divine Palm,” his palms swirling with scorching winds, making him resemble a beam of red light, rushing fiercely towards Ye Ke’Er.

However, his attack was blocked by Ye Ke’Er’s guards, who wielded their blades like an iron wall, stopping Wu Zhong’s assault.

”Mandarin Duck Saber” Xiao Lingling, wielding a pair of long and short sabers, her blades glimmering with a chilly brilliance in the night, like a cold moon in a winter’s night. Her movements were graceful, like a flower blooming in a storm, and her execution of the ”Seven Fiend Saber Technique” was dazzling.

The dual blades danced in her hands, flashing like twinkling stars, carrying a chill as they attacked Tietiezhen.

Every move hid a killing intent, difficult to defend against.

Nonetheless, Tietiezhen’s guards desperately countered Xiao Lingling, allowing Tietiezhen to narrowly escape disaster.

These guards, swore to protect their master to the death.

”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong swiftly drew his bow and nocked an arrow, its cold glimmer on the string akin to a chilling star in the night sky.

His eyes sharp, he targeted Ye Ke’Er and Tietiezhen’s elite guards, channeled his inner strength, and released the arrow. It whistled through the air like a meteor chasing the moon, striking its targets accurately, sending the elite guards crashing down.

”Plum Blossom Darts” Shan Zhi flicked his wrist, releasing several plum blossom darts like hidden weapons, tracing strange arcs in the air, like meteors flashing across the night sky, leaving the enemies helplessly ensnared, echoing with agonizing screams.

Little Scholar Shi Xiong threw the Poisoned Horned Cone, its strange gleam flashing under the sun, whistling through the air, where it struck, the elite guards fell victim, their bodies swiftly turning black from the poison, writhing in agony on the ground, a ghastly scene.

Yili’s brows furrowed, her eyes burning with fury, aware of the dire situation that allowed no lapse.

Her heart filled with hate for these evildoers and concern for the Heroic Sakura comrades.

Immediately, she waved her jade-like hand, her voice commanding: ”Disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association, seal off all doors and windows of the meeting hall immediately, don’t let even a fly escape, annihilate Ye Ke’Er and all of Tietiezhen’s followers!”

Her voice was clear yet carried an undeniable authority, like a mountain spring, yet tinged with sharp coldness.

The three thousand disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association received the order, moving swiftly, like a black torrent, surrounding the meeting hall impenetrably.

They became an unyielding barrier, determined to trap the enemy within, leaving no room for escape.

Lin Wanqing, Bai Zhi, Gong Simeng, Liu Guihua, and other ladies also remained unyielding.

They moved with agility, leading personal guards, rapidly ascending the city walls.

On the walls, their majestic presence commanded respect.

Lin Wanqing’s eyes were firm as she ordered loudly: ”Close the city gates, today we shall ensure no rebel returns, closing the trap on these scoundrels!”

Her voice echoed over the walls, filled with power.

The people acted quickly, and the massive city gates slowly closed with a dull thud, sounding the death knell for Ye Ke’Er and his ilk.

At the moment the gates shut, it was as if the door of hope also closed, plunging the rebellious army into a chasm of despair.

”Long Arm Fist” Liao Pei, ”Heaven and Earth Saber” Lie Quan, and other Heroic Sakura champions rallied, displaying their signature skills, engaging Ye Ke’Er’s experts in deadly combat. Liao Pei’s ”Long Arm Fist” was robust and forceful, each punch carrying immense power, with roaring winds, forcing the experts into constant retreat, leaving shallow craters on the ground from his punches.

The craters seemed to retain the lingering power of Liao Pei’s punches, keeping people at bay.

Lie Quan’s ”Heaven and Earth Saber” technique was unpredictable, dual blades flashing and weaving, creating a dazzling spectacle, leaving opponents unable to discern his moves, only to defend passively, exposing numerous flaws.

In an instant, shouts and the clashing of weapons intermingled, transforming the entire meeting hall into what seemed an infernal realm cursed by demons.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood, bodies littered the ground, blood pooling to form small rivulets, flowing slowly.

Each drop of blood seemed to tell of the battle’s brutality.

Ye Ke’Er and Tietiezhen, seeing the tide turning against them, were filled with panic, like startled birds.

But their vicious natures would not allow submission. Their eyes glinted with cunning as they sought a final chance for survival.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing a fierceness, like wolves about to pounce.

They drew their swords, moving with the speed of lightning, like two wolves emerging from the shadows, attempting to ambush Shi Feiyang from two sides.

Their movements were swift and hidden, like specters in the night, making defense difficult.

Their sword light flashed with a chilling intent to kill, seeking to deal Shi Feiyang a fatal blow amidst the chaos.

Their sword light was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, each swing taking a life, sending shivers down the spine.

Yili, now the leader of the Naiman Tribe and Martial Arts’ number one beauty, witnessed the scene, her fury igniting like a volcanic eruption. Her rage, like her beauty, was impossible to ignore.