King of Hundred Victories Saber

The one-eyed Mo Qianji shook the Skull Token at his waist, his voice like a night owl.

He waved his hand, and twelve steel whips came tearing through the air, their shadows weaving into a net, creating a piercing whistle as they sliced through the air.

Guo Xiangyu lightly tapped her toes on a reef, her figure like a swallow piercing through clouds, and with her bamboo sword, she executed the ”Nianhua Yanling Saber.” As the blade light flowed, she swung three ”Wild Geese Shearing the Clouds,” slicing through the oncoming steel whips in unison. The whips’ frayed ends crashed to the ground, instantly corroding deep pits into the bluestone.

Mo Qianji’s pupils shrank abruptly, and he shouted fiercely, ”Underworld Soul Lock, trap and kill the enemies!”

The remaining nine men in black swiftly changed positions, weaving their steel whips into a dense net three zhang square in the air. Within the whip net, the cold glint flickered, each shadow carrying a sharp whistle that tore through the air.

Shi Feiyang’s ice-blue True Qi surged, and thousands of ice spikes whistled outward, only to be shattered and bounced back by the net of Qi Force the moment they touched the whip net.

Seeing this, Master Tongzhen swept his Profound Iron Zen Staff across, and the golden light of ”Ten Thousand Buddhas Worshiping” surged forward like a roaring tide, repelling the steel whips that came close, yet his staff still bore several deeply marked whip scars.

Guo Xiangyu let out a sharp yell, her figure transforming into seven phantoms, shuttling through the whip net like a ghost.

Her jade hand moved erratically, the Flower-Picking Finger like a Spiritual Snake spitting its tongue, targeting the ”Yanchi Acupoint” on the wrist of those wielding the whips.

Each point hit, a man in black would scream and release their whip, the crackle of fractured wrist bones sounding one after another.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Mo Qianji pulled out a conch horn from his chest.

The horn’s sound mourned like a sob, causing a muffled thunderous roar to resonate from the depths of the cold pool.

Dozens of Water Charm Corpses emerged from the water, their faces cyan and purple, eyes glowing ghostly green, nails as sharp as blades, and bodies entangled with dark green water plants.

These Water Charm Corpses emitted a crackling sound in their joints as they moved, raising black poisonous bubbles on the water surface wherever they went.

Shi Feiyang swung the Celestial Frost Blade, unleashing the chilling aura of ”Ice Soul Cold Prison: Thousand-Mile Ice Seal,” instantly freezing the Water Corpses into ice sculptures.

However, cracks soon appeared on the ice surface, and the Water Charm Corpses forced their way out of the ice layers, their sharp claws lunging straight for everyone’s throats.

Mo Qianji laughed wildly, ”These Water Charm Corpses are made by soaking living people in the Hundred Poison Pool for forty-nine days; they are impervious to blades and bullets, lethal upon drawing blood!”

Before he finished speaking, a Water Charm Corpse had already lunged at Liao Pei.

Liao Pei launched the Long Arm Fist’s ”Long Arm Breaks Clouds” with a thunderous blow, yet saw the Water Charm Corpse’s chest cave in, only for it to instantly regenerate, counterattacking with a claw that left five deep, blood-revealing wounds on his arm.

Black air spread from the wounds, and Liao Pei grunted, staggering backwards.

Xie Wen, using the ”Feixu Qingyan Technique,” flew swiftly to Liao Pei’s aid, feeding various divine pills and elixirs.

Blood Rakshasa let out a sharp cry, and together with Lu Wen Tripod, their dual blades performed the ”Celestial Snow Dance,” pushing back several of the Water Charm Corpses as sword qi crisscrossed the air.

However, more Water Charm Corpses kept advancing relentlessly, their foul corpse qi and poisonous mist intertwining, surrounding everyone.

Shi Feiyang looked at the poisonous wounds on the Heroic Sakura Association heroes, his eyes widening in fury, the ice-blue True Qi on his Celestial Frost Blade tripling in intensity, and he roared angrily, ”Even if I have to stain this cold pool with blood today, I will annihilate you evil beings!”

The fierce battle turned the cold pool waters red, the moonlight dimmed. The fragmented bodies of the Water Charm Corpses floated on the poisonous pool, the clash of steel whips and weapons mingling with the grunts of the wounded and the grim laughter of enemies, echoing endlessly through the night sky.

Above the cold pool, blood and poisonous mist wove into a crimson curtain, the nauseating stench of the Water Charm Corpses making one retch.

Shi Feiyang’s Ice Soul True Qi clashed violently with the corpses’ corrosive poison, raising waves of white mist; Master Tongzhen’s Zen Staff’s golden light cleaving blood paths through the ghostly green tidal wave of corpses.

Guo Xiangyu stood at the peak of a reef, the moonlight silvering the hem of her snow-white skirt, the jasmine hairpin in her hair stained with blood, accentuating her picturesque eyebrows and spirited demeanor.

Noticing the increasingly numerous Water Charm Corpses and the Heroic Sakura Association disciples succumbing to poison and collapsing, Guo Xiangyu’s beautiful eyes flickered, suddenly catching sight of the moon’s reflection wavering on the surface of the pool. An idea struck her as she remembered the ”Qimen Water Moon Saber” her master had taught her on their deathbed—an ultimate technique crafted specifically for combat in water, using the force of water to wield tremendous power.

She gracefully removed her outer robe, revealing a streamlined outfit underneath, and with a flick of her wrist, her bamboo sword emitted a clear, melodious sound, and she shouted, ”Today, I will show you the exquisite martial arts of the Central Plains!” As she leapt into the cold pool, her toes lightly touched the water, raising tiny silver droplets.

The bamboo sword immediately curved into a half-moon, and the first form of the ”Qimen Water Moon Saber,” ”Moon Surging the Great River,” erupted with a roar.

Her wrist twisted like a Spiritual Snake, the bamboo sword drawing a spiraling trail in the water, merging the blade light and water waves into a spinning transparent blade wheel.

The approaching Water Charm Corpses who touched the blade wheel found their decaying flesh shredded like thin paper, withered bones floating in the bloody water.

Mo Qianji bellowed from the shore, ”Advance separately, strike together! Don’t let her use the force of the water!”

Three Water Charm Corpses reached out their claws from different directions, but Guo Xiangyu didn’t dodge, elegantly extending her jade arm.

The bamboo sword wove its tail like a swimming fish, drawing three arcs in the water, simultaneously executing the variant form of ”Wild Geese Crossing Cold Pool.”

The blade qi stirred the water, forming a vortex that forcibly severed the arms of the three Water Charm Corpses.

As the severed limbs floated, her toes pushed off the pool’s bottom, her figure shooting out of the water like an arrow released from the string.

In mid-air, Guo Xiangyu twirled the bamboo sword into nine blossoming knife flowers, precisely the prelude of ”Water Moon and Mirror Flower.”

The moment the blade light hit the water, countless ripples suddenly spread across the pool surface, each reflecting her phantasmal silhouette wielding a sword.

The Water Charm Corpses lunged at the illusions, only to have their heads cleaved by the real blade light.

Her movements were like flowing clouds and water, sometimes spinning to slash, the bamboo sword driving the water into crescent-shaped blade qi; sometimes sidestepping to pierce, with the ripples stirred by the sword tip in the water forming a cobweb that trapped the enemy.