King of Hundred Victories Saber

The swords, flutes, and rulers they carried under their arms swayed slightly in the cold wind, emitting a faint and chilling sound, like a prelude played by a demon, heralding the impending crisis.

”Flying Eagle Detective” Xie Wen, known for his keen senses, suddenly awoke from his slumber in the dead of night, alarms ringing in his heart.

Without time to think, he shouted loudly, his voice like a great bell, shaking the air inside the inn: ”Robbers!”

This voice was like a sudden thunderclap, breaking the silence of the night in an instant.

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed the half-asleep, bewildered Shi Xiong, his body like a black lightning bolt, darting out the window, and in the blink of an eye, they were hovering in mid-air.

His movements were like flowing water, completed in one go, like a ghost in the night, swift and mysterious.

Having already washed up and clothed, Guo Xiangyu, ever vigilant, reacted instantly upon hearing the sound, moving as agile as a leopard, like a shadow flying through the window, landing lightly in the courtyard.

Her gaze was sharp as a treasure sword, scanning the surroundings.

When her eyes landed on the four middle-aged scholars, her expression instantly changed, terror flickering in her beautiful eyes, and she couldn’t help but exclaim, ”Northwest Four Beasts?” Her voice carried a tremor, evidently well aware of their infamous cruelty and malice.

A scholar in green robes, holding a flute, heard Guo Xiangyu’s exclamation, a sinister smile curling at his lips, like a cold poisonous snake, sending chills down one’s spine.

He slowly turned his head to look at the other three scholars, his voice sharp and with a hint of pride, saying, ”My four brothers are truly blessed, who would have thought we’d encounter the number one beauty of the Northwest Martial Arts here? It’s a dream come true after so many years of yearning, haha! Such a fate is truly heaven’s blessing, unattainable except by chance!”

After finishing, the four burst into loud laughter, echoing in the cold night like the roars of demons, making one’s ears buzz, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.

They too looked up at the sky, but couldn’t see the figures of Xie Wen and Shi Xiong, assuming they had been scared off, not realizing that Xie Wen’s ”Feixu Qingyan Technique” was an unparalleled lightweight technique, capable of flying high and far, yet able to descend at any time to support Guo Xiangyu.

On the ground, Guo Xiangyu’s brows were furrowed, like two sharp Willow Leaf Sabers, her almond eyes round and burning with anger.

She shouted angrily, ”Beastly humans, worse than pigs and dogs, hmph!”

Her voice was clear yet powerful, like a mighty bell.

With a flick of her delicate hand, she instantly drew a bamboo saber, which trembled slightly in her grip, as if feeling its owner’s anger and determination.

She stood with her saber raised, like a plum blossom standing proudly in the cold wind, exclaiming, ”Today you shall gain nothing!”

Her voice was firm and strong, declaring her defiance to these four villains.

The scholar in white with a sword at his waist looked at Guo Xiangyu with a fake smile, his eyes full of greed and desire, as if to devour her alive.

He sneered, saying, ”Guo Xiangyu, in the past, I pursued you tirelessly, only to be dismissed as a toad wanting to eat a swan, haha, tonight, we four toads have caught a swan, who cannot escape, and we will surely feast on you, haha!”

After saying that, the four of them, with eyes lecherous as if burning with evil fire, stared directly at Guo Xiangyu’s figure and chest.

Though it was a winter night, Guo Xiangyu’s clothes clung to her shapely figure, making her even more alluring in the hazy night, like a flower blooming in the dark, tempting the four scoundrels to drool.

Guo Xiangyu trembled with rage, her body like a candle flickering in the wind, her eyes almost bursting with blood as she cursed furiously, ”A dog’s mouth can’t spit ivory!”

She gritted her silver teeth, as if wanting to grind these four villains to pieces.

She swung her bamboo saber, executing the ”Qimen Sancai Saber,” striking at the scholar in green robes.

This saber technique was heavy and ancient, the saber sometimes as fast as lightning, slicing through the night; sometimes as slow as a dragon, winding and twisting.

Seemingly chaotic, yet hiding the profound changes of the Eight Trigrams, each stroke and move contained deep martial philosophy.

Thus, in Guo Xiangyu’s school, all dared to use bamboo sabers, for under this mysterious saber technique, their bamboo sabers were as powerful as any treasure sword, as if imbued with a soul, becoming a blade of justice.

The scholar in green saw this and his body flickered, like blue smoke swiftly dodging away.

He sneered, a touch of disdain in his laughter, mocking Guo Xiangyu’s overestimation of her abilities.

He drew the jade flute from his waist, employing the ”Mysterious Void Point Technique,” engaging in combat with Guo Xiangyu.

The jade flute in his hand was as nimble as a snake, points of cold light flashing, directly attacking the vital points of Guo Xiangyu’s body.

Wherever the jade flute reached, the air was sliced like a blade, emitting sharp sounds, the moves sinister and strange, each one harboring lethal intent.

A scholar in gray robes, with an iron flute at his side, took this opportunity to flicker ghost-like beside Guo Xiangyu.

He smiled lecherously, a smile that made one nauseated, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

He whispered, ”Guo Xiangyu, hehe, once we brothers fulfill our desires, we’ll make sure to ’complete’ you, hehe!”