King of Hundred Victories Saber

”Prepare to die!” Shan Zhi’s cold shout came from the other side.

This Plum Blossom Dart expert’s hands were as swift as lightning, and three plum blossom darts with a ghostly blue gleam tore through the air, showcasing his famed technique ”Plum Blossom Trilogy.” Mo Wuhen wanted to evade, but due to his injured left shoulder, his movements were sluggish, and a plum blossom dart brutally pierced his heart.

Mo Wuhen stumbled forward, the short sword in his hand barely supporting him.

He raised his head, his mask soaked with blood, his eyes filled with reluctance and anger: ”Central Plains Martial Arts... hmph...”

Before he finished speaking, another arrow from Miao Menlong struck him right in the throat. Mo Wuhen’s eyes widened, his throat emitting a hoarse sound as his hands grasped futilely at the air, and he finally fell heavily to the ground, splattering a large spray of blood.

The torrential rain washed over the battlefield, Mo Wuhen’s body lay silently in the puddle of blood, the short sword in his hand still drawn, telling of this top killer’s final defiance.

Miao Menlong put away his bow and arrow, looked at Mo Wuhen’s corpse, and said in a deep voice, ”Even the assassins of Shadow Pavilion are only this much.” With that, he turned and plunged back into the fierce battle, his figure standing tall in the rain, like an unshakable mountain.

Torrential rain fell like silver spears hitting the ground, and the Profound Iron Bagua Array twisted and deformed amidst the lightning.

The seven sons of Wudang stepped onto Beidou positions, their robes flapping loudly in the strong wind, the swords at their waists emitting a clear, resounding whistle. Master Yuxu, with crane-white hair and a youthful face, now showed authority, his long sword pointing to the sky, his voice booming like a bell shattering the clouds: ”Celestial Spirit North Dipper, wipe out all demons! Today let these evil paths witness the power of Wudang Dao technique!”

Before the words had fallen, the seven sons’ sword array suddenly initiated.

Master Yuyang and Master Yujing guarded the wings, their swords pointing to the heavens; Master Yuheng, Master Yushu, Master Yufang, and Master Yuchen formed the sword array, seven long swords drawn simultaneously, cold gleams like the Milky Way flowing down.

The ”Seven Stars Chasing the Moon” was repeatedly executed by the ”Wudang Soul-Seeking Swordsmanship.”

Seven streams of sword qi intertwined in the air into a net, producing an ear-piercing screech where they passed. As the sword array operated, the positions of the seven stars changed, forming an invisible suction that pulled the remaining men in black into the midst.

Those men in black wielded poisoned scimitars, screaming strangely as they rushed in.

However, the sword array was like a fortress, Master Yuxu’s sword moved in the central position, using a technique ”Celestial Spirit Subdues Demons,” the sword qi turned into a roaming dragon, targeting the leader’s throat; Master Yuchen’s sword tip lightly pointed, the sword momentum of ”Chasing Stars, Catching the Moon” was sharp and eerie, sending the opponent’s weapon flying.

Seven long swords gathered and scattered, coordinating seamlessly, and amidst the rampant sword qi, the men in black screamed repeatedly. Some had their arms shaved off by sword qi, blood spurting like a fountain; others were shredded to pieces by the sword array, limbs scattered, dying the ground of the Profound Iron Array dark red.

Emei Female Hero Su Qinghan stood aloft, her slender hand lightly raising the Cyan Nether Sword.

Her features were like a painting, but now her expression was solemn, executing ”Golden Summit Buddha’s Light” with a clear shout, ”Golden Summit Buddha’s Light” was unleashed, golden sword light illuminating the entire battlefield.

Where the golden lotus platform reached, the talismans on the Profound Iron pillars peeled off, emitting waves of wailing. Those talismans twisted and struggled as if alive, but under the Buddha’s light, they gradually turned to ash.

Seeing things were amiss, Yang Yunxiao’s forehead popped with blue veins out of urgency. He donned the Golden Armor, wielding dual wolf tooth hammers, and roared: ”Want to trap me? Dream on!” The hammers danced fiercely, unleashing ”Thunder God’s Wrath,” hammer shadows pressing like dark clouds, carrying a mighty force to smash the sword array. Even before the hammer’s descent, the strong wind had gouged deep pits into the ground, with debris flying like bullets.

Master Yuxu’s face was stern, and in a deep voice said, ”Seven sons unite, break him!” The seven sons of Wudang simultaneously exerted force, the sword array’s brilliance grew intensely.

The ”Celestial Spirit North Dipper Array” operated to its utmost, seven streams of sword qi transformed into a gigantic blue dragon, baring fangs and brandishing claws, meeting Yang Yunxiao’s dual hammers.

The sound of gold and iron clashing was deafening, powerful shockwaves spread in all directions, nearby Profound Iron pillars trembled violently, and some even developed cracks. Yang Yunxiao exerted his full strength, but the dual hammers seemed stuck in a mire, unable to move forward.

His face was drenched with sweat, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Su Qinghan’s Cyan Nether Sword drew an arc, the residual power of ”Golden Summit Buddha’s Light” transformed into a streak of golden sword qi, targeting his heart.

Sixty-four Profound Iron pillars suddenly emitted a thunderous noise, their column bodies etched with twisted talismans rose from the ground, forming a Yin Yang Fish pattern in the lightning.

Yang Yunxiao donned the Golden Armor, surrounded by red true qi like roaring flames, the wolf tooth hammers exuded dark light, the inscriptions on the hammer bodies suddenly lit up, like Nine Netherworld ghosts opening their eyes.

”Central Plains rabble, today marks your demise!” Yang Yunxiao’s mad laughter echoed, poisonous smoke rose within the array, wherever it touched, vegetation instantly turned into black water.

The ground suddenly cracked open, barbed iron chains shot out through the air, dark purple sinister true qi circled around the chains like countless venomous snakes dancing wildly.

The seven sons of Wudang had just formed the Celestial Spirit North Dipper formation, but were swept three zhang away by this evil force, Master Yuxu spat blood, his robe stained with mud; Su Qinghan’s Cyan Nether Sword slipped from her hand, sparking against the Profound Iron pillar.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang was furious. He let out a loud cry, the Celestial Frost Blade swung out with the ultimate killing move of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique ”Heaven and Earth Coexist,” the icy blue true qi of Bright Jade Technique’s ”Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison” turned into a hundred zhang ice dragon, its body entwined with lightning, rushing straight at Yang Yunxiao.

Where the ice dragon passed, raindrops instantly froze into ice crystals, the air emitted a piercing cracking sound. However, within the array, Profound Iron pillars suddenly moved, forming a fortress, the ice dragon collided with the pillars, exploding into countless ice shards.