King of Hundred Victories Saber

Shi Feiyang let out a cold snort, and the True Qi of the Bright Jade Technique formed a crystalline ice armor on his body. The Celestial Frost Blade spun out seven blossoms of blade flowers, precisely the ”Snow Reflects Cold Plum” move of the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique.” The clash of blade light and claw shadows erupted with an ear-piercing metallic sound. Three of Hong Baolian’s fingernails were cut off, and green poisonous blood spurted out like a fountain. She screamed miserably as she was thrown back, crashing into the city wall, leaving a human-shaped blood mark with poison stains on the bluestone.

Nalira, seeing the unfavorable situation, turned to flee. How could Miao Menlong give her the chance? The bowstring twanged again, and three poisoned Bone-Piercing Nails shot out in a triangular formation, a variant of the ”Nine Arrows of Divine Shots” called ”Three Stars Pursue the Soul.”

Nalira, in a hurry, performed the ”Sparrow Flip,” but her acupoints were assaulted by the extreme coldness of Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique, leaving her unable to dodge the rain of darts. Her left shoulder and both legs were hit in succession, and she collapsed in a pool of blood.

Struggling to get up, a plum blossom dart from Shan Zhi already followed her like a shadow, striking directly at her forehead.

Nalira’s brain matter, mixed with blood, splattered onto the snow, painting a grim pattern.

Zhong Renwang’s palms flipped, revealing black and blue runes, and he chanted: ”Eight-Step Chasing Toad, a myriad of illusions!”

In an instant, a ghostly blue mist rose from the snowy ground, transforming into countless shadows of Beggar Sect disciples. These phantoms wielded either the Dog-Beating Stick or iron palms, appearing and disappearing in the mist, all the while chanting the sect’s slogan in unison, causing snow to fall continuously.

Xie Zhichuan drew his long sword, which moved like a swimming dragon. The runes of the ”Thirteen Life-taking Swords” flashed on the blade; Dugu Yan executed the peculiar ”Evil-Warding Sword Technique,” with the sword light turning into blood-colored shadows. The two moved one on each flank, using the phantoms as cover to protect Zhong Renwang, together tearing a rift in the snow and disappearing in an instant.

The Beggar Gang Elders, including Ding Hong, witnessed this and slithered into the snow layer like snakes, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Shi Feiyang roared, slashing through the phantoms conjured by Zhong Renwang’s sorcery with his blade, but he didn’t pursue the fleeing enemies, his eyes like electricity, locking onto the battle formation.

At this moment, Xiao Lingling and Diao Liao were locked in a fierce fight. Diao Liao’s ten fingers elongated by three inches, his nails gleaming with a ghostly green light. Each claw strike released a poisonous miasma, the fusion of the ”Chicken’s Claw Technique” from the Western Holy Sect and the ”Bone-Eroding Claw” of the Five Poison Sect, forming the ”Poison-Crushing Claw.”

Xiao Lingling’s dual blades danced densely, the blue light on the blade clashing with the poisonous miasma, bursting into purple sparks.

Shi Feiyang let out a long howl, stepping forward with the ”Seven Steps of Dragon Walk” from the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique, his form turning into a streak of light as he rushed into the battlefield.

The True Qi of the Bright Jade Technique condensed into a swirling white mist around him; with a gentle roll and flick, Xiao Lingling was sent flying three zhang away.

Holding the Celestial Frost Blade, the ancient runes of the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique” suddenly shone brightly on its blade. The move ”Golden Dragon Coils the Claw” was executed. The blade light coiled like a golden dragon, perfectly covering his body while finding openings to counterattack. Wherever the blade’s edge went, the air emitted a piercing crack.

Diao Liao shrieked, his claws like electricity, slashing five blood marks in the air, the killing move ”Five Claws Tear the Sky” of the ”Chicken’s Claw Technique.”

Shi Feiyang did not dodge, and with a sudden shift in the momentum, he executed the move ”Heaven and Earth Together as One.”

This move was grand and open, the blade light seemingly encompassing heaven and earth, colliding with Diao Liao’s claw shadows with a deafening boom. Wherever the shockwave reached, the ground cracked into a web of lines.

Before Diao Liao could catch his breath, Shi Feiyang pressed forward, executing the final Chapter of the ”Three Breaking Poisons” called ”Golden Silkworm Silk Rain Saber.”

A fine golden light appeared on the Celestial Frost Blade, like thousands of golden threads weaving into a net, instantly enveloping Diao Liao. Though the golden light appeared gentle, it was in fact incredibly sharp. The claw shadows of Diao Liao’s ”Chicken’s Claw Technique” shattered on contact, and his ten fingers snapped inch by inch in the golden glow.

”Ah—” Diao Liao let out a wretched scream, but it was to no avail.

Shi Feiyang’s wrist flicked, turning the Celestial Frost Blade into a golden streak, cutting one hundred eighty-nine arcs in the air.

Blood splattered everywhere, and Diao Liao’s body was chopped into countless pieces, falling like a rain of blood.

The shattered limbs and flesh hit the snowy ground, staining the pristine snowfield with a shocking dark red, and a nauseating scent of blood filled the air.

Shi Feiyang stood atop the small mound formed by the pile of corpses, his dark cape stained with purple-black blood marks. The blood dripping from the Celestial Frost Blade sizzled on the snow—an abnormal phenomenon caused by the clash of the Western Holy Sect’s unique poison with the hot blood of the Central Plains. The chill swirling around him formed a tangible presence, tracing out a ferocious Asura phantom in the moonlight, each wisp of frost resembling the wails of hellish ghosts.

At this moment, ”Iron Palm” Wu Zhong and Feng Yantian were locked in intense combat.

Wu Zhong’s palms danced, with phantom Three-headed Angry-eyed Vajras in his palms emitting golden light. It was the ”Demon Subduing Divine Palm” induced by the ”Six Harmonies True Scripture”; Feng Yantian’s ten fingers elongated by three inches, nails gleaming with a dark green light, where the ”Blood Claw Asura Technique” passed, the air twisted into blood-colored whirlpools.

When their palm and claw collided, the ground collapsed thunderously, with dark purple poison seeping from the spider web-like cracks, corroding the snow with a sizzling sound.

Shi Feiyang’s pupils contracted sharply, lightly tapping the corpses to gain momentum, and performed the supreme Lightweight Technique ”Deep Concealment of Body and Name.”

This footwork was unpredictable and mysterious, with every turn subtly aligned with the celestial stars, his form flickering east and west, like a firefly under the moon, or a ghostly will-o’-the-wisp. By the time Feng Yantian sensed the chilling blade wind, the Celestial Frost Blade had poured down like the Milky Way, executing the ultimate killer move of the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique” – ”Red Dust Slash”!

As the blade light rose, countless frost energies transformed into dragons, turning the entire area within ten zhang into an Ice Prison.