King of Hundred Victories Saber

Yili, Lin Wanqing, and Liu Guihua, the three ladies, were on edge from the beginning to the end, watching the battle nervously. Their hearts fluctuated with Shi Feiyang’s every move and every confrontation.

When they saw Shi Feiyang’s body sway slightly, at that moment, time seemed to freeze, and their hearts clenched instantly.

Their originally vibrant and enchanting faces, resembling spring peach blossoms, turned as pale as paper, void of blood.

There was only one frantic thought spinning in their minds, which was the fear that their beloved husband Shi Feiyang might have suffered internal injuries.

The three ladies seemed like three arrows leaving the string, filled with worry and urgency, darting toward Shi Feiyang.

Yili ran the fastest, her eyes tightly fixed on Shi Feiyang, filled with worry and concern, as if everything else in the world ceased to exist, with only Shi Feiyang’s figure in sight. Her hands instinctively reached forward, as if by doing so, she could immediately support Shi Feiyang, giving him strength and sharing his pain.

Lin Wanqing followed closely behind, her steps appeared slightly stumbling yet still determined, every step taken with such force, as if conveying her concern for Shi Feiyang through her footsteps. Her eyes revealed endless concern, like a deep lake, full of worry and heartache for Shi Feiyang. Liu Guihua was not to be outdone, running while chanting apprehensively: ”Dear, please don’t let anything happen to you!” Her voice carried urgency, concern, and deep love for Shi Feiyang.

Seeing the three ladies in such a state, warmth surged in Shi Feiyang’s heart, like a warm sunbeam illuminating his heart.

He took a deep breath, circulated his inner breath, allowing his True Qi to rapidly flow three cycles through his meridians.

A moment later, he sensed that his meridians were clear and unobstructed, his vital energy was stable, and his breathing remained even, evidently not suffering from internal injuries.

He pondered silently, realizing that the earlier swaying was truly due to the blood-shadow’s Palm Force being too fierce, catching him a bit off guard. He hadn’t expected to encounter such a formidable master tonight, which had momentarily stunned him.

However, Shi Feiyang, experienced in the Jianghu, quickly calmed down. Looking at the three ladies with worried faces, he displayed a confident smile, a smile like a warm sunbeam in spring, dispelling the clouds in the ladies’ hearts.

He gently reassured: ”Ladies, don’t worry, I’m fine. The person earlier wearing blood-red with a peculiar aura indeed resembles the Blood Rakshasa from the Southern Sword Sect of Tianshan, as rumored. But, it’s clear that tonight’s events are far from coincidental, there must be deeper implications behind it, and I fear there will be many twists to follow, far from simple. But rest assured, as long as I’m here, I’ll ensure your safety and also guarantee the peace of the Naiman Tribe.”

His voice was steady and powerful, reverberating in the icy snow field like a ringing bell, providing some solace to the ladies’ hearts.

Yili nodded slightly, her eyes full of trust, softly saying: ”Husband, we trust you. Though this Jianghu is perilous, please be careful.”

Her voice was gentle yet filled with deep worry and concern for Shi Feiyang.

Lin Wanqing also softly said: ”Indeed, husband, no matter what happens, we will face it together with you.”

Her words were like a welcoming spring breeze, warm and resolute, conveying a commitment to live and die with Shi Feiyang.

Liu Guihua, too, robustly patted Shi Feiyang’s shoulder, saying: ”Dear, we’re not afraid of anything, at worst we’ll fight these rogues!”

Her voice was loud and hearty, infused with boldness yet unable to hide her care and love for Shi Feiyang.

The cold wind continued to be piercing, like countless sharp knives, wantonly slicing through the icy snow field.

At this moment, Xie Wen descended from high above like a wisp of smoke, his form light and graceful, like a feather floating with the wind, leaving no trace. When he landed, it was silent, like a snowflake gently falling.

His expression respectful, demeanor stern, swiftly came before Shi Feiyang, knelt on one knee, cupped his fists and said: ”Grand Squad Leader, I am willing to track the enemy bandits to find out what disgraceful plot they are secretly concocting.”

His voice was low and resolute, like a bolt of lightning in a cold night, though not loud, carrying a determination that cannot be ignored.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze was steady, like the brightest star in the night sky, shining brightly. He nodded slightly, his gaze conveying trust in Xie Wen, saying: ”Alright, Brother Xie, the dangers ahead are many, be extremely careful. The thieves are cunning and treacherous, you must not be careless. If there’s any change, report back immediately.”

Shi Feiyang’s voice was steady and forceful, carrying reassuring authority, like a stabilizing force, warming Xie Wen’s heart.

Xie Wen accepted the command, then expertly executed the exquisite ”Feixu Qingyan Technique”. In an instant, his figure flashed like a black lightning streaking through the night sky, or like willow catkins swept by the wind, lightly flying into the night sky.

His silhouette appeared and disappeared under the moonlight, like a phantom, in the blink of an eye vanishing from everyone’s view, leaving only a silent night sky as if he never appeared here.

Shi Feiyang subsequently walked into the city with Yili, Lin Wanqing, Liu Guihua, and Shi Xiong. Their figures appeared somewhat weary in the snowy field, their steps slightly heavy, each leaving a deep footprint in the snow.