King of Hundred Victories Saber

In that glance, each sparkled with completely different lights.

Blood Venerable’s eyes were full of the flames of revenge, burning fiercely, wishing to grind Shi Feiyang’s bones to ashes immediately.

His hatred surged like a torrential tide, constantly churning: ”Shi Feiyang, you caused me severe injuries, killed my father, tonight, is your death date, I want you to pay a painful price for your actions!”

Li Wuduo’s beautiful eyes darted about, containing both a thirst for bloody slaughter and a hint of cunning.

She was calculating how to gain the most benefit from this chaos: ”This Shi Feiyang is definitely not easy to deal with. However, this is a great opportunity for me to showcase my skills. I’ll first watch from the sidelines, wait for the opportunity, and then strike to seize the treasure. Maybe, in this chaos, I can also ensnare these so-called experts all at once, letting the whole Martial Arts world know of the power of ’Poisonous Hand Nuwa’.”

Blood Venerable, Beggar Gang Leader Zhong Renwang, Beggar Gang Elders Ding Hong, Wu Zhou, Wu Shi, Wu Gun, Mingjian Manor’s Manor Master Dugu yan, Divine Sword Manor’s Young Manor Master Xie Zhichuan, ’Poisonous Hand Nuwa’ Li Wuduo and other martial artists, led by Ancient Wood, charged towards the small hill on the edge of the prairie and desert like phantoms in the dark night.

Using the cover of darkness, they moved like ghosts, silently approaching the camp of Shi Feiyang and the Northwest Salt Gang members.

The night resembled a huge black curtain, providing a natural shield for their malevolent actions. At this time, dark clouds gradually obscured the moonlight, plunging the world into darkness. By then, Shi Feiyang had already used his keen insight and foresight to quietly retreat with Xie Wen, Guo Xiangyu, and Shi Xiong.

Xie Wen performed the exquisite ’Feixu Qingyan Technique’, moving gracefully like a swallow, as free as a wisp of wind. One hand firmly carried Guo Xiangyu, with Shi Xiong on his back, and in another held the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net, floating in the air like a feather, serene yet exuding a cold vigilance.

He quietly overlooked the ground, his gaze like that of a judge from the heavens, cold and sharp, surveying the imminent bloody slaughter about to erupt on earth.

However, the members of the Northwest Salt Gang, due to a momentary oversight and carelessness, believed Shi Feiyang’s words during the day to be overly cautious and not a cause for concern. Thus, their three thousand troops remained boldly camped near the location of Shi Feiyang’s original tent.

Although they also dispatched many patrol soldiers to monitor around the camp, attempting to prevent any potential danger, in the eyes of experts like Ancient Wood, Blood Venerable, Zhong Renwang and others, these patrol soldiers were little more than fragile ants, unable to withstand any attack.

Ancient Wood, as the Defender of the Faith of the Holy Sect, possessed formidable martial arts and ruthless methods.

He flickered into view like a black lightning bolt, tearing apart the night’s silence, instantly appearing like a phantom behind a patrol soldier.

With a cold face devoid of mercy, he gently extended his palm, seemingly casually patting the patrol soldier on the back.

This seemingly casual pat actually contained profound inner strength.

The patrol soldier didn’t have a chance to react, and silently collapsed like a heap of mud, without uttering a sound, already dead, his life extinguished in an instant, leaving only a cold corpse, appearing particularly eerie and terrifying in the silent night.

Blood Venerable, with a hideous face, strode forward like a demon crawling out of hell.

He waved his hands frantically, creating a trail of blood shadows, and wherever he passed, patrol soldiers collapsed amid screams, blood splattering the ground.

Each of his strikes carried endless murderous intent, as if to engulf the world in a sea of blood.

The patrol soldiers’ blood gushed out, forming winding rivers of blood on the ground, emitting a strong stench of blood, permeating the entire camp.

Noseless Zhong Renwang appeared particularly eerie, like a ghost escaped from the Underworld. He snorted coldly, a sound like it came from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying a chill.

He immediately executed the ’Kang Long Regrets’ move from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. This move was powerful, with palm force like a mountain flood, rushing towards the patrol soldiers. With several muffled sounds like thunder in the sky, several patrol soldiers were sent flying by the fearsome palm force, crashing heavily to the ground.

Blood spouted from their mouths, their internal organs shattered, killed instantly, dying gruesomely. Now with two newly attached iron arms and iron palms, the power of Zhong Renwang’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms far exceeded before. Those hit by his palm force were left a bloody mess, the corpses incomplete, even King Yama would find it hard to recognize their original appearance.

So, Ancient Wood, Blood Venerable, and Zhong Renwang, like tigers in a flock of sheep, with no effort at all, took down these patrol soldiers.

Then, with fierce eyes, they directly charged for the tents of Shi Feiyang, Xue Hong Mountain, Xue Tielong, Xue Qiuchun, and others, marking the beginning of a thrilling bloody massacre.

’Poison Heart Saint Hand’ Ancient Wood was the first to strike. He let out a low cry, a sound like the night crowing, filled with endless eeriness.

His hands moved rapidly, executing the sinister martial art ’Blood Net Hand’.

His hands emanated a layer of eerie blood light, as if soaked in blood, with a coldness and intense blood scent, like a pair of blood demon hands with fangs and claws, swiftly pouncing towards Shi Feiyang’s tent.