King of Hundred Victories Saber

Liu Yehua shouted with a voice that seemed to tear the silk: ”Wu Qu, don’t be arrogant! In front of me, you can’t even think about harming my brothers!”

This shout was like thunder bursting on a flat ground, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time.

Liu Yehua’s saber techniques were incomparably fierce; every slash carried the momentum of thunder, the saber light flashing, dazzling the eyes.

Upon seeing this, Wu Qu’s anger burned even hotter, like a powder keg ignited.

His eyes were red, as if spewing fire, and the tobacco pouch in his hand swung even more swiftly, bringing forth a roaring wind that was akin to a storm wrapped in rain.

He cursed: ”Liu Yehua, you ignorant beast, how dare you stop me! Today, I’ll make sure you perish here alongside Liao Pei!” With that, he deployed the ”Wind and Thunder Acupoint Technique,” his figure ghostly and evasive, with the tobacco pouch in his hand like a nimble snake, directly targeting Liu Yehua’s key points.

Liu Yehua was unfazed, and with his Hundred Leaves Saber danced up and down, executing a sharp saber technique, engaged in fierce combat with Wu Qu.

Instantly, the space was filled with interlaced saber and sword shadows. Wu Qu’s tobacco pouch, with each swing, brought forth a black shadow; Liu Yehua’s Hundred Leaves Saber, with every chop, flashed a silvery gleam, as if it could sever the sun and moon.

The heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association were locked in a life-and-death duel with a band of evildoers, fists howling, spears layered, like countless invisible forces colliding and tearing in the air, the entire space filled with a strong atmosphere of killing.

The ground around was battered by the Inner Strength and weapon winds of both sides, becoming bumpy with dirt flying.

The surrounding flora was snapped and broken under the impact of this powerful force, branches shattering and fluttering.

The air was thick with a strong scent of blood, every martial artist expending their full force, their eyes focused only on the determination to kill the opponent.

Wu Qu and Liu Yehua were locked in a fierce battle, with life and death decided by a hair’s breadth.

Wu Biao saw the heated battle between the two sides, the situation mired in a stalemate, unable to decide victory and defeat for a long time, and the anxiety and anger in his heart burned like a raging fire, unable to be contained.

He let out a thunderous shout upward, shaking the surrounding air: ”Kill! Cavalry, charge! Let these ignorant fools witness the might of my Old Wolf Stronghold!” This command, as if igniting a powder keg.

In an instant, the villains of the Old Wolf Stronghold urged their mounts, horses neighing, hooves flying, like a tide of black surging and crashing towards the disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association and the Escort Masters of the Tiger Power Escort Agency.

The villains wielded their glittering Long Sabers, the saber light shimmering under the sun, exuding a chilling intent to kill.

The sound of hoofbeats was thunderous, seemingly causing all of heaven and earth to tremble and shake under this dense clamor.

At this critical juncture, Chief of the Escort Fan Shi, with a frigid demeanor, as if an imposing iceberg, showed no fear.

He let out a cold snort, like a wolf howl in the cold night: ”Hmph, trying to win with numbers? Not so easily!”

”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong and ”Plum Blossom Escort” Shan Zhi exchanged a determined look, likewise snorting coldly.

The sound seemingly forced from between the teeth, tinged with coldness.

The three led the disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association and a group of Escort Masters to swiftly take action.

Their movements were agile, like a group of well-trained leopards, immediately crouching on the ground.

They raised their horse-borne crossbows, the crossbow mechanism gleaming in the sunlight with a metallic luster.

With a series of ”kaka” sounds, they all simultaneously pulled on the bowstrings, instantly, arrows like locust swarms blotted out the sky, flew up and covered the sun, cascading obliquely towards the villains of the Old Wolf Stronghold.

Those villains unable to dodge, fell to the ground one after another as arrows hit. In that moment, screams and the neighing of horses intertwined, echoing across the land, like a tragic ballad. The villains struck by arrows twisted their bodies, blood gushing from wounds, splattering into the air forming a mist of blood, overwhelming the surroundings, filling the air with a strong stench of blood, causing nausea.

”Mandarin Duck Saber” Xiao Lingling’s brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent, shouted to the female warriors of the Heroic Sakura Association: ”Sisters, follow me to kill!” She seized the opportunity, with ”Tai Chi Saber” Southwest Wind and a group of Escort Masters, their forms like lightning, brandishing various weapons, akin to a torrent of steel, leaping into the enemy ranks.

Xiao Lingling wielded the Mandarin Duck Saber, the saber light flashing, like two agile swimming dragons, wherever the Dual Blades reached, the villains of the Old Wolf Stronghold fell victim, flesh and blood flying.

Southwest Wind deployed the Tai Chi saber technique, the saber momentum unending and fused with both hardness and softness, every slash carried a formidable force, sending the villains’ weapons flying, then cutting them open, blood splattering.

Their saber and sword lights shimmered under the sun, narrating the cruelty and ruthlessness of this blood-filled battle. In this world, the two sides were locked in a fierce killing, life and death hovering on the edge, the earth stained red with blood, presenting a scene of utter devastation.

Wu Biao saw his painstakingly managed forces suffering heavy losses in this chaotic battle, with countless subordinates dead or wounded, and the anger in his heart seemed like flames poured with oil, ”whoosh,” reaching its peak.

His eyes widened, veins nearly bursting with rage, letting out a thunderous roar to the sky, as if to burst the firmament: ”The villains of the Heroic Sakura Association, passing without leaving toll fees, truly inexplicable! Today, I vow to wipe you out completely to quench the hatred in my heart!”

This roar, carrying endless anger and killing intent, echoed in this space, causing the eardrums of those around to ache. It also made Wu Biao seem extraordinarily courteous. But what kind of reasoning is this? It’s purely bandit logic indeed.