King of Hundred Victories Saber

Wu Li saw this and was greatly alarmed, but having long been battle-hardened, he quickly calmed down.

He let out a cold snort, the sound like a wolf’s howl in the cold night: ”Humph, a young brat still wet behind the ears, dare to show off in front of me! Watch how I deal with you today!” With that, he performed the ”Wind and Thunder Wheel Technique,” and the Sun and Moon Wheels in his hands quickly spun, bringing forth a whooshing wind sound, akin to a storm carrying torrential rain.

The spinning wheels formed an impenetrable defensive barrier, blocking all of Kong Triangle’s sword shadows.

”Ding ding dang dang,” the collision between the sword shadows and the wheels produced sparks that scattered, the crisp sounds echoing in this realm.

Kong Triangle knew well the might of Wu Li’s ”Wind and Thunder Wheel Technique,” and that to win, he must succeed with unexpected strategies.

He calculated inwardly, a flash of determination in his eyes. Suddenly, his figure flickered, like a white lightning, swiftly rushing towards Wu Li.

During the rush, he executed a move from the ”Seven Cultivation Sword Technique” called ”Looking at Plum Quenches Thirst,” the Long Sword in his hand swiftly danced, the sword shadows became a blur, appearing as if countless Long Swords simultaneously stabbed towards Wu Li.

Upon seeing Kong Triangle’s fierce approach, Wu Li couldn’t help but feel a bit panicked. He desperately swung the wheels, trying to fend off Kong Triangle’s attack.

However, Kong Triangle’s sword moves were unpredictable, and Wu Li gradually found himself unable to keep up.

At that moment, Kong Triangle spotted a weakness in Wu Li, and unleashed the ultimate move of the ”Seven Cultivation Sword Technique,” ”Carefree Soul-Stealing.” He gave a thunderous shout, his Long Sword thrusting out fiercely, sending out a sharp Sword Qi from the tip, like a whip, directly targeting Wu Li’s throat.

Wu Li could not evade; inwardly, he cried out that things were not favorable. Instinctively he used the Sun and Moon Wheels to block, but the Sword Qi was too fierce, ”crack,” and it sliced through one of the wheels in his hands. The remaining force of the Sword Qi did not diminish, directly piercing Wu Li’s throat.

Wu Li’s eyes widened, filled with disbelief, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, like a bloom of blood.

His body shook a few times and slowly fell.

Kong Triangle retracted his sword and stood there, a resolute expression on his face, looking at Wu Li’s corpse without any ripples in his heart, contemptuously cursed: ”Evil begets evil, this is the outcome of your heinous deeds.”

Wu Biao surveyed the surroundings, only to see that his beloved son Wu Yuan, Wu Li, and others were now lifeless, his brother Wu Qu and others were also lying dead, the once mighty cavalry now scattered miserably, with heavy casualties.

Such devastation was like sharp steel knives, piercing straight into his heart.

In an instant, grief surged like a flood breaking through a dam, drowning him uncontrollably; tears burst forth, rolling down his weathered face. He looked up to the sky and let out a blood-crying roar, sound akin to a cuckoo weeping, shrill and desperate, echoing long in this realm: ”Retreat!” This cry was filled with endless sorrow and unwillingness, as if trying to pierce the heavens.

After saying this, he sharply retracted his twin hooks, his actions were filled with decisiveness and panic, and he mounted his horse.

The steed seemed to sense its master’s sorrow, letting out a long cry, raising its front hooves high.

Wu Biao squeezed the horse’s sides, leading the remnants, galloping away, the horse hooves flying, stirring up a cloud of dust, as if casting a dark shroud upon this bloody slaughter.

Just then, Shi Feiyang, along with Xie Wen and Shi Xiong, appeared as if Divine Soldiers descending from the sky.

Their figures were light, like three autumn leaves drifting leisurely in the wind, landing steadily on the ground, perfectly blocking Wu Biao’s path.

Shi Feiyang wore a robe of white, the garment flapping loudly in the wind, as if a Demon God descending in the dark night.

He swiftly operated the Bright Jade Technique, True Qi surging around him, instantly forming a powerful True Qi vortex.

The vortex spun rapidly, making a whooshing sound, like a strong whirlwind rising from the ground, the surrounding air drawn into it, emitting a ripping ”sizzle.”

Shi Feiyang’s palms moved quickly, a layer of peculiar glow faintly radiating from them, like mysterious stars twinkling in the night sky.

At this moment, he unleashed the ultimate move from the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique,” ”Heaven and Earth Same Life,” his entire aura instantly changed, merging with the realm, carrying a force vast enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, charging rapidly towards Wu Biao.