King of Hundred Victories Saber

This saber has drunk the blood of hundreds of thousands, and the blade exudes a chilling aura, as if carrying the resentment of countless wronged souls. Under the sunlight, the blade flickers with a strange light. Shi Feiyang grasps the hilt of the Celestial Frost Blade, a chill spreading through his body from his arm. His gaze grows even colder, determined to slaughter all the villains before him.

Shi Feiyang simultaneously employs the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique” and the ”Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique’s” ”Seven Dragon Steps,” coordinating with the saber in his right hand, he launches a fierce, swift, and relentless counterattack.

Anyone who dares to provoke him, even the King of Heaven, must be cut down under his blade.

In the sky, Guo Xiangyu saw the thrilling scene from afar on the ground, and in an instant, a sense of urgent worry flooded over her like a tidal wave. Her star-like eyes widened, as if two blazing flames ignited within them.

In those flames was deep concern and anxiety for Shi Feiyang.

Her gaze locked tightly onto Shi Feiyang’s figure, as if nothing else in the world existed, with him as her sole focus.

”Young Master Shi, run quickly! Please, be careful!” she desperately shouted, her voice sharp and piercing, like a blade flashing with cold light, piercing straight through the clouds, echoing between heaven and earth.

The voice was like the mournful screech of an owl in the boundless night, filled with endless sorrow and pain, each cry like a heavy hammer, striking hard at the hearts of those who heard it, causing deep anguish.

As she shouted, her eyes suddenly flushed red, and tears burst forth like a breached flood, uncontrollably pouring out.

The teardrops, like broken pearls, fell one after another down her jade-like cheeks, soon soaking her shoulder garments. At this moment, she had completely lost the poised and composed demeanor of a martial arts beauty, her heart and eyes solely filled with worry and attachment to Shi Feiyang. She struggled desperately, like a caged bird eager to break free to protect its mate.

Her hands flailed wildly in the air, her long fingers grasping aimlessly, trying to seize a shred of hope that could save Shi Feiyang from peril. Her feet kicked forcefully, attempting to break free from Xie Wen’s tight restraint.

She held a steadfast thought in her heart: to immediately fly to Shi Feiyang’s side, to fight alongside him, to share life and death, unafraid of any stormy seas awaiting them.

”Young Master Shi, you must be safe! Do you know, you are the light of my life, my only source of warmth in this complicated Martial Arts world. If anything happened to you, to me, the world would plunge into eternal night, devoid of any light. I would give everything, even my life, to exchange for your safety...”

In her heart, she silently repeated these words with a voice choked with tears, full of deep affection and persistence.

Her gaze bore extreme worry for Shi Feiyang’s safety, mixed with deep attachment and reluctance.

But Xie Wen deeply understood that going down now wouldn’t help; it might distract Shi Feiyang and even lead him into greater danger. His expression was as serious as frost, as unyielding as winter ice, exuding a chilling aura.

His lips were tightly pressed, as if this action could block all worries and unease from the world.

He bit his teeth hard, as if he was about to shatter all his teeth, with all his strength focused in this clench, that was his last line of defense for his unwavering conviction.

He held Guo Xiangyu firmly in the air, the veins on his arm bulging like little snakes writhing under his skin, visibly showing how much strength he was using.

His gaze like iron, he stared at the chaotic battle below, secretly thinking, ”I must not let Xiangyu go down to her death. The Grand Squad Leader, with his unparalleled skill, will surely be safe. I must protect Xiangyu and Shi Xiong, to not let them take risks and cause trouble for the Grand Squad Leader.” His arm was like cast iron, tightly holding Guo Xiangyu, using his strength to create a safe space for her.

Seeing this, Shi Xiong was equally anxious. He deeply understood Guo Xiangyu’s feelings at the moment, that they were filled with deep concern and worry for Shi Feiyang, like turbulent tides, unable to calm.

But he also knew that compared to Shi Feiyang, Guo Xiangyu’s martial arts were vastly inferior.

If she rashly went down, not only would she be unable to help Shi Feiyang, but she would also become a burden, increasing the danger, and creating more trouble for Shi Feiyang.

At this thought, without hesitation, he quickly struck Guo Xiangyu’s back ”Lingtai Acupoint” momentarily.

Guo Xiangyu felt a sudden numbness all over her body, as if hit by a fierce current, losing all control and unable to move.

Her eyes were filled with unwillingness and urgency.

That gaze spoke of her worry and concern for Shi Feiyang, only able to watch the thrilling battle on the ground helplessly.

Shi Xiong shouted in a low voice, ”Sister Guo, your martial arts compared to our Young Master are incomparably different. Going down would only create trouble for him, right? We remain here, believing that the Young Master can overcome danger! His matchless martial arts and chivalrous heart are not easily shaken by these petty thieves.”

His voice was low and firm, like a great bell sounding in Guo Xiangyu’s ear, carrying a reassuring strength.