King of Hundred Victories Saber

”Such petty tricks!” Yang Yunxiao struck the ground fiercely with his twin hammers, triggering the ”Thousand Arrows Pierce the Heart” mechanism.

Countless crossbow arrows poured down like torrential rain, their arrowheads glowing with a ghostly blue poison.

Shi Feiyang circulated the Bright Jade Technique once more, reaching the realm of ”Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison,” as the ice-blue True Qi transformed into a massive ice shield. The arrows hit the shield, producing a dense, crisp sound, yet unable to penetrate a single inch.

Guo Xiangyu maneuvered like a butterfly amidst the rain of arrows, her jade fingers flicking continuously. The Qi emitted by her Flower-Picking Finger shattered the incoming arrows into powder, while its leftovers caused distant black-clad men to vomit blood and fly backward.

Guo Xiangyu’s beautiful eyes glimmered as she called out sharply, ”Watch me break the array!” Her bamboo saber danced, forming blossoms of saber flowers with a move called ”Wild Geese Array Disturbing the Cold.” The saber edge sliced through the talisman on the Profound Iron Pillar, infusing it with Inner Strength. Instantly, the talisman within the array shone brightly, and the Profound Iron Pillars began to tremble violently.

Seeing the unfavorable turn of events, Yang Yunxiao swung his twin hammers to create shadows all around, forming a ”Blood Fiend Cage,” trapping everyone in the center.

Master Tongzhen recited a Buddhist chant, golden light bursting around him. The Profound Iron Zen Staff swung out with ”Tathagata’s Demon-Slaying Pestle,” the golden Qi Force crashing against the blood fiend True Qi, causing the heavens and earth to erupt with deafening roars.

Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity to unleash the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique,” with the Celestial Frost Blade executing a move called ”Red Dust Slash.” The technique was forceful and fierce, the saber wind howling, each swing carrying an overwhelming momentum that seemed capable of overturning mountains and seas, with saber rays flashing like blazing suns.

He merged the Inner Strength from the Bright Jade Technique into the saber moves, distorting the air wherever the saber Qi passed, creating a crack in the blood fiend cage.

Guo Xiangyu seized the moment, as her bamboo saber suddenly transformed into countless illusions. The saber position of ”Night Rain in Xiaoxiang” complemented the Inner Force of the Flower-Picking Finger, the harmonic Qi net shattering the blood fiend True Qi into fragments.

Yang Yunxiao shouted in fury, channeling all his power into the twin hammers, deploying ”Blood Fiend Burning the Sky.” The hammers swelled threefold, red True Qi transforming into a massive flaming Demon God, melting the Profound Iron Pillars in its path, while heat waves surged from the ground.

Shi Feiyang and Master Tongzhen exchanged a glance, one with ice-blue True Qi, the other with golden Buddhist light, both surging simultaneously. Shi Feiyang performed ”Heaven and Earth All Silent” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, sword rays clashing with the flaming Demon God, emitting dazzling lights.

Master Tongzhen thrust his palms with ”Vajra Subduing Demon,” and the collision of two supreme levels of Inner Power resulted in an explosive impact that tore the flaming Demon God to pieces. Guo Xiangyu spotted an opening and infused her bamboo saber with her full Inner Strength, executing an amalgamation of three supreme skills called ”Ten Thousand Rivers Return to the Sea.”

The burst of saber light, carrying the vigorous Vajra power, the subtle Flower-picking force, and the agile wild geese momentum, slashed towards Yang Yunxiao like the galaxy sweeping backward.

Yang Yunxiao swung his twin hammers to block, but heard a crisp ”crack” sound as the twin hammers shattered inch by inch, the saber Qi still powerful, leaving a bone-deep wound on his chest.

Amidst the downpour, the Profound Iron Bagua Array collapsed amidst the violent impact of Qi Force, with the Profound Iron Pillars falling like giant birds with broken wings.

Yang Yunxiao roared unwillingly, finally crashing heavily onto the ground, splashing blood flowers all around. Shi Feiyang sheathed his saber and stood still, blood still dripping from the Celestial Frost Blade, as he looked into the distance and said quietly, ”Yang Yinglong, you are next.”

Guo Xiangyu gently waved her jade hand, her bamboo saber emitting a faint golden glow, as Yang Yunxiao’s head fell with a crisp ”crack” sound.

The rainstorm ceased, leaving a thick stench of blood and decay lingering in the rebel army camp.

Yang Yinglong sat alone on his tiger-skin chair, his single eye gazing at the flickering candle flames, his face’s menacing scars twitching slightly with each breath.

The desk was piled high with battle reports, the ink scarcely dried and the word ”defeat” stabbing at his temples, causing them to throb. From outside the tent, intermittent wails reached his ears; wounded soldiers rolled in the mud, their blood mixing with rainwater and winding to the tent entrance like dark red serpents.

”Report! The Profound Iron Bagua Array... totally annihilated!” The messenger stumbled in, his knee striking the stone bricks heavily, blood splattering in tiny fragments. Yang Yinglong jumped up, his whip cracking on the desk, toppling the candlestick as flames licked black streaks onto the battle reports.

His single eye reddened, staring at the chaos everywhere, his throat emitting a beast-like growl: ”Shi Feiyang... Guo Xiangyu... I will grind your bones to ashes!”

The tent was as silent as a grave. Lan Qin’Er curled up in a corner, the poisonous spider orb on her jade bracelet glowing in the shadows, as she bit her lip softly, ”Marshal Yang, most of the experts we invited are lost. Now...”

Before she could finish, Yang Yinglong whirled around, his single eye flashing a terrifying light, the scars on his face swelling to a purplish-blue: ”Silence! Do you expect me to sit around waiting for death?”

At this moment, a young general lifted the tent flap and stepped inside.

This was none other than Yang Yinglong’s second son, Yang Chengye, clad in Profound Iron Chain Armor, a Tiger-Headed Azure Gold Spear hanging from his waist, still dripping with blood.

He knelt on one knee and spoke loudly, ”Father! I wish to lead the ’Netherworld Iron Cavalry’ and raid Shi Feiyang’s camp tonight, to utterly annihilate the Heroic Sakura Association!” ”No!” A sinister voice emerged from the corner.

Shiluo, the last remaining elder of the Western Ghostly Evil Sect, slowly rose, his purple-black fingernails scraped across the ground, leaving five scorched marks: ”Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique has reached perfection, even though the Seven Disciples of Wudang are injured, the residual power of the Sword Array remains. The Netherworld Iron Cavalry, brave as they are, would still be sheep entering a tiger’s maw.”

Yang Chengye suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide open like a tiger’s: ”Elder Shiluo, must you diminish our spirit? My Netherworld Iron Cavalry is clad in heavy Profound Iron armor, riding Netherworld Horses that travel thousands of miles daily and can breathe poisonous fog. A surprise attack tonight is sure to catch them off guard!”

He abruptly drew his spear, its tip lifting the candle flame, ”If I can’t take Shi Feiyang’s head, I’m willing to present mine!”