King of Hundred Victories Saber

”Shadowless Swordsman” Mo Wuhen was dressed in black with a masked face, the tattoo of the Shadow Pavilion faintly visible on the sword handle.

The torrential rain was like thousands of arrows fired simultaneously, soaking the Profound Iron Bagua Array into utter chaos.

Yama Fiend’s purplish-black nails dripped with foul-smelling venom, as the unique Corpse Meditation Technique of the Yin Sha Sect formed rolling black fog around him. With each step, the ground sizzled and left black scorch marks.

He laughed sinisterly, revealing ghastly white fangs, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty madness: ”Central Plains Martial Arts, reputed to be full of hidden talents, is today nothing more than paper tigers and clay dogs!” With that, he thrust out both palms with the ”Shadow Evil Thousand Poison Hand”. Black ripples spread like tides, twisting and distorting the air, causing acrid green smoke to rise from the ground.

Liao Pei’s white hair stood on end, like the furious mane of a lion.

The elder of the Heroic Sakura Association now had his eyes wide open, fury almost bursting forth from them.

His temples were bulging greatly, veins throbbing beneath his bronze skin.

”Western Region’s heretic, how dare you act recklessly on Huaxia Land! Do you think the Central Plains has no one?” The thunderous shout made the Profound Iron Pillars hum, the sound waves creating ripples even in the curtain of rain.

Before the sound fell, Liao Pei already shot forth like a white ape emerging from its cave, his figure soaring into the air, both palms transforming into two red meteors. He executed a ”Long Arm Fist” technique called ”Long Arm Pierces the Clouds”, with powerful punches tearing through the poisonous fog, aiming directly at Yama Fiend’s face with a force like Mountain-Splitting Rock-Breaking.

Even before the punch reached, the fierce wind had already made the Yama Fiend’s black robe flutter loudly.

Yama Fiend snorted coldly, his purplish-black sharp claws flipped, the tips glowing eerily, meeting this thunderous blow.

In an instant, the purple-black and crimson True Qi clashed with a roar, like two mountains collapsing.

The violent wave of energy spread in all directions, the nearby Profound Iron Pillars trembling fiercely, and the ground cracking with web-like fissures.

Yama Fiend used the force to leap back, his form tracing a bizarre arc in the air while simultaneously releasing ”Yin Sha Soul-Binding Silk”. Countless black threads darted out like spiritual snakes, weaving a net in the air. The threads were coated with viscous venom that instantly corroded anything they touched.

Liao Pei, however, advanced instead of retreating, shouting, ”Petty tricks!” His both hands curled like ape arms and suddenly moved like a white ape probing a cave, executing ”Long Arm Captures Dragon”. Ten fist shadows shot forth like ten steel cables, fiercely tearing toward the venomous threads.

The collision between the fist shadows and the venomous threads emitted a teeth-gritting crunch, sparking fireworks in the air.

Liao Pei’s fist technique, fierce yet subtle, precisely struck at the weak points of the venomous threads, grinding the net of death to shreds.

Seeing this, Yama Fiend’s eyes flashed with a trace of panic, then he lunged again with a grim smile, using both claws to unleash ”Yin Sha Ghost Claw”, claw shadows filling the sky, each claw wind carrying a chilling cold.

Liao Pei roared, surprisingly not dodging, using his full Inner Strength, both palms thrusting out ”Long Arm Mountain-Opening”.

Two fiercely powerful gusts of fist wind collided with a thunderous crash, the wave of energy hurling ground debris like bullets in all directions.

Liao Pei seized the moment when Yama Fiend’s move was exhausted, his form approaching like a phantom.

Swithing from fist to fingers mid-action, he clutched Yama Fiend’s shoulder like eagle talons, shouting deeply, ”Break for me!”

The Inner Strength of his ”Long Arm Bone-Penetrating Fist” channeled through his fingertips into Yama Fiend’s body.

The Yin Sha Sect Leader cried out miserably, his whole body flung back like a kite with a broken string, his back slamming heavily into the Profound Iron Pillar.

A loud ”boom” was heard, the talismans on the pillar stained darker by the black blood he spat out, with web-like cracks appearing on the iron pillar’s surface. Yama Fiend struggled to rise, but found his limbs unresponsive.

Liao Pei walked forward slowly, his white hair dancing wildly in the storm, like a War God descending: ”Daring to rampage in the Central Plains with Western Region’s sorcery? Today, you shall know the might of Huaxia’s martial arts!”

With that, both palms struck like lightning, ”Long Arm Consecutive Strikes” continuously, each strike carrying weight of ten thousand jun.

Under the barrage of fists, Yama Fiend screamed miserably, the sound of ribs breaking clearly audible.

With the final strike, Liao Pei used his full strength, both palms pushing out ”Long Arm Breaks the Sky”.

The punch, infused with a lifetime of power, struck the chest of the Yama Fiend with the force of creation.

The Yin Sha Sect Leader let out a despairing scream, his entire chest caved in, spewing copious amounts of black blood, his body flying backwards like a cannonball and crashing heavily against another profound iron pillar.

Unable to withstand, the pillar collapsed with a roar, crushing the Yama Fiend’s body into a bloody mess.

The rain washed over the battlefield, blood mingled with poison flowing on the ground.

Liao Pei stood firm at the scene, sweat and rain interwoven on his bronze skin, his chest heaving violently. He gazed at the corpse of the Yama Fiend, snorting coldly, ”Those who dare to invade my Central Plains, no matter how far, shall be executed!” His voice echoed through the downpour, shaking hearts.

The rain fell like silver spears, lightning split the sky within the Profound Iron Array, illuminating the figures of Lie Quan and Jin Buhuan, flickering in light and shadow.

Jin Buhuan, with a hundred-pound saber on his shoulder, its blade engraved with sinister skulls, the chains clinking with his steps, shaking the ground and dislodging fragments of rock.

He grinned menacingly, revealing yellow teeth corroded by alcohol and women: ”Central Plains saber techniques, mere flowery fists and embroidered legs, are they worthy to compete with the Outer Barbarian Gale?” With that, he executed ”Gale Rolls the Earth,” aggressively making his move; before the blade arrived, the stench cleaved the curtain of rain, the saber light sweeping in like a black flood.

Lie Quan remained calm as water, wielding the Heaven and Earth Saber which conjured an Eight Trigrams shadow, its blade brimmed with golden light. With a tiptoe on the ground, his figure glided sideways like a fish, the blade of ”Heaven and Earth Reversal” striking through the air.

The clash of metal was deafening, sparks scattering like fireflies, extinguished instantly in the pouring rain.

Lie Quan spun with borrowed force, the blade suddenly turning to skim the ground, ”Kun Trigram: Earth Moves and Mountains Shake,” the saber’s energy flew past the mucky ground, turning granite pavement into powder like tofu.

Jin Buhuan roared, his mountainous frame leaping into the air.

His heavy saber drew a semicircle above him, ”Gale Cleaves the Void,” the saber stance with mountain-splitting force came down, splitting the rain curtain in two.

Lie Quan did not dodge, the Heaven and Earth Saber angled up sharply, striking the blade’s side to use the opponent’s power and sidle in close. Jin Buhuan’s wrist seared with pain, the massive saber nearly slipped from his grasp, only to see Lie Quan’s blade like a spiritual snake flicking its tongue, ”Qian Trigram: Black Dragon in the Sky,” aiming straight for the throat.

”Tricks of the petty!” Jin Buhuan, the Mad Blade, roared in fury, abandoning his saber to unleash ”Gale Palm” with both hands.

Palm winds howled like desert sandstorms, Lie Quan tipped back, flipping in the air, the saber tracing an arc, the stance of ”Dui Trigram: Marsh Nourishes All,” carrying strength within softness, redirecting the palm winds to both sides.

Jin Buhuan saw bad situation, drawing out a soft whip from his waist, its poisoned barbs gleaming hauntingly, the shadow of ”Gale Rolls the Cloud” coiling towards Lie Quan’s neck like a venomous snake.

Lie Quan’s pupils constricted, the Heaven and Earth Saber suddenly sheathed. As the soft whip touched his throat, his fingers joined like a sword, ”Kan Trigram: Water Cuts Rivers,” finger force shot out. The finger wind hit the soft whip, shattering the poisoned barbs outright.

In Jin Buhuan’s shock, Lie Quan was already close, the saber’s hilt crashed into his chest like a shooting star. The Mad Blade groaned, spewing blood, staggering backwards.

”Outer Barbarian, can you recognize the subtlety of Central Plains martial arts?” Lie Quan shouted sternly, the Heaven and Earth Saber emerged again, its blade shining with great golden light.

Jin Buhuan flew into a rage, pulling out three Bone-Piercing Nails from his bosom, ”Gale Hidden Weapon” thrown.

Lie Quan chuckled coldly, saber traced ”Li Trigram: Fire Scorching the Wilderness,” the blazing saber energy melted the Bone-Piercing Nails into molten iron.

Before Jin Buhuan could react, Lie Quan had already ghostly circled behind him, the saber’s back slammed heavily onto his knee.

The Mad Blade crashed to his knees, splashing mud everywhere.

”You lost.” Lie Quan’s voice was icy, the Heaven and Earth Saber pressed against his opponent’s back.

Jin Buhuan suddenly lashed out, concealed wrist arrow shot forth.

Lie Quan was long prepared, a flash of blade light, the stance of ”Xun Trigram: Wind Rolls up the Remnant Cloud” shredded the wrist arrow into fragments, momentum unabated, the saber crossed the throat. Blood gushed like a fountain, dyeing the vast rain curtain in crimson.

Jin Buhuan’s eyes widened, making hoarse sounds in his throat, hands grasping futilely at the air, finally collapsing heavily, splattering a wide spray of blood flowers, yet he died with open eyes, a ghastly sight.