King of Hundred Victories Saber

”Crack!” With a miserable scream from the Blood Venerable, his shoulder blade was crushed by Shi Feiyang’s dragon claw.

The sound of bones breaking was clear and audible, chilling to the listener’s bones.

The Blood Venerable’s body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a flurry of snow.

Blood spurted from his mouth, staining the surrounding snow red, his eyes filled with terror and despair.

Zhong Renwang watched from the rock wall, his eyes bloodshot, a sinister, ruthless light flickering in his gaze as he noted the battle below.

He calculated privately, a venomous sneer tugging at his lips, suddenly swinging the Dog-Beating Stick in his hand, executing the sinister and treacherous ”Sealing” move from the Dog-Beating Stick Technique.

The Dog-Beating Stick seemingly turned into a lively yet deadly snake, spinning rapidly through the air, drawing sharp arcs wherever it passed, layer upon layer of stick shadows densely interwoven like an invisible net, attempting to trap Shi Feiyang tightly, leaving him no escape.

Shi Feiyang sensed the sudden attack, his lips curling in a disdainful, cold smile.

His eyes carried an inherent arrogance, as if he looked down upon all beings in the world.

His left hand lifted instantly, performing the ”Catching the Demon Back” move of the Tathagata Divine Palm. In a flash, the True Qi around him surged like furious tides, swirling rapidly around him to form an immensely powerful energy field centered on himself.

Within this energy field, the True Qi roared with a hidden power to shatter mountains and split stones, seemingly capable of shaking the very heavens and earth. Under the powerful suction of this force, Zhong Renwang felt his internal power surge uncontrollably toward Shi Feiyang, like a flood bursting its banks.

His legs grew weak, trembling uncontrollably, unable to stand upright, as if he were a famished ghost on the verge of collapse, tumbling clumsily by the edge of the Blood Pool, narrowly avoiding falling into its dreadful depths.

His eyes filled with terror and despair, like a trapped beast at death’s door.

Simultaneously, the extreme cold of Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique descended like an invisible Ice Blade.

Zhong Renwang’s grotesque visage, despite lacking a nose, twisted under the assault of this extreme cold, as if kneaded at will by an invisible hand. His whole body curled into a ball, resembling a wounded beast, shivering in the freezing wind.

”Poisonous Hand Nuwa” Li Wuduo witnessed this scene from afar, contemplating silently. Before obtaining the Xu Fu Immortal Pill and the Holy Heart Technique, Zhong Renwang still held some value and could not be allowed to die so easily.

With this in mind, she tapped the ground lightly with her toes, her figure moving like lightning, approaching instantly.

She reached out a jade hand, efficiently lifting Zhong Renwang.

Then, she retreated like a specter into the rock crevice, sitting cross-legged to expel the cold poison from Zhong Renwang’s body.

Her eyes reflected urgency and unwillingness, hands dancing rapidly as True Qi flowed continuously into Zhong Renwang’s body.

Upon seeing this, Xie Zhichuan’s heart burned with fury. He activated the Kunlun Flame Technique, causing flames to surge around him like a volcano about to erupt, emitting an intense heat that distorted the surrounding air.

He let out an angry roar, executing the ”Green Mountain Cut” move from the Thirteen Life-taking Swords.

His sword strikes were fierce, gleaming with a chilling light, like lightning slicing through the night sky and approaching Shi Feiyang at a speed that defied detection, accompanied by a howling wind, while the blade’s movement tore the air, producing a piercing sound.

Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed, as if Mount Tai were collapsing before him without changing his expression. He turned gracefully, his movements fluid and natural, like flowing water without the slightest hindrance.

The whirlpool of Bright Jade Technique’s True Qi spun rapidly, like a large icy pool continuously shooting out the ultimate coldness.

This coldness was like countless invisible ice needles, swiftly striking at Xie Zhichuan’s acupoints.

In an instant, Xie Zhichuan felt his whole body tighten, wrapped in a thick layer of ice, rendering him immobile, as his acupoints froze under this extreme cold. Concurrently, the Celestial Frost Blade in Shi Feiyang’s hand cut an arc in the air, unleashing the ”Golden Dragon Coiling Claw” move.

The blade’s light shone brilliantly, resembling a golden dragon waving its claws with a destructive force, pouncing towards Xie Zhichuan’s long sword.

With a mighty clash like a great bell tolling, the sound reverberated in everyone’s ears.

Xie Zhichuan’s long sword was deflected by this immense force, tearing his hand, causing blood to flow freely.

At the same time, an intense coldness emanated from the Celestial Frost Blade in Shi Feiyang’s hand, instantly suppressing the flames surrounding Xie Zhichuan.

Xie Zhichuan shivered, as if suddenly plunged from the blazing summer into an ice cellar, his teeth chattering, and a pained expression on his face.

Dugu Yan, seeing Xie Zhichuan fail, tensed up, his long sword in hand, executing the unpredictable ”Exorcising Swordsmanship.” This style lacked distinct moves yet filled the air with fluttering sword shadows, as dense as a spider’s web, enveloping Shi Feiyang thoroughly.

Shi Feiyang remained unhurried, calm and composed, transforming his left hand from palm to finger. Executing the Flower-Picking Finger Divine Skill, his finger replaced the sword, striking Dugu Yan’s long sword with precise finger power, producing a crisp ”ding ding” sound.