King of Hundred Victories Saber

Yang Yinglong stared at his son’s resolute face, his solitary eye flashing a complex expression.

He slowly paced to the front of the tent, gazing at the Ming army’s camp in the distance, which was faintly visible, his scar twisting with contemplation: ”Chengye, do you know this battle concerns the survival of our army? Shi Feiyang has broken through eight arrays, and the morale of our troops is already in chaos.” He suddenly turned around, the whip of bone joints heavily striking beside Yang Chengye’s feet, ”If we lose, not only our lives, but all of Bozhou will become scorched earth!”

”Father!” Yang Chengye kneeled forward half a step, his long spear heavily striking the ground, ”I grew up on horseback from a young age, and the Netherworld Iron Cavalry is personally trained by me. We will take advantage of the night for a surprise attack, covering ourselves with poisonous mist, then charge the array with the chained horse formation. Even if the Heroic Sakura Association has extraordinary skills, they can’t withstand the trampling of the Iron Cavalry!” His voice was firm and resonant, startling the night owl outside the tent into a strange scream.

Lan Qin’Er twisted her jade bracelet and suddenly laughed coquettishly: ”Young Master Yang, such courage! But... beside Shi Feiyang, Guo Xiangyu’s Flower-Picking Finger specializes in breaking poison, and there’s Su Qinghan’s Emei Swordsmanship...”

Before she finished speaking, Yang Chengye had already pointed his spear at her: ”Woman’s opinion! The poison mist of my Netherworld Iron Cavalry is taken from the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, deadly at first blood. If she dares to come, she’ll go with no return!”

Shiluo sneered coldly, his purple-black palm suddenly slapping out, an evil Qi directly striking Yang Chengye’s face. Yang Chengye reacted extremely quickly, sweeping his long spear horizontally, the spear tip colliding with the Qi, exploding a cloud of purple smoke.

”A wet-behind-the-ears boy, daring to be insolent before the old man?” Shiluo said sinisterly, ”Though the Netherworld Iron Cavalry is strong, if they fall into an ambush...”

”Enough!” Yang Yinglong roared furiously, his solitary eye round and bulging, the scar filling with redness, ”Chengye, the commander approves you to deploy!” He grabbed the Tiger Talisman from the table and placed it heavily in his son’s hand, ”Take five thousand Iron Cavalry, set off at midnight tonight. If victorious, reward generously; if defeated...”

His voice suddenly grew somber, ”You and I will be buried together here in Bozhou City!”

Yang Chengye received the Tiger Talisman, bowed deeply: ”Father, rest assured! I will make sure Shi Feiyang realizes our Bozhou Army is no lamb to be slaughtered!”

He got up and walked out of the camp with big strides, in the night, the sound of hoofbeats echoed continuously, the war drums of the Netherworld Iron Cavalry faintly reverberating in the rainy night, like the footsteps of Death God, approaching the Heroic Sakura Association’s camp step by step.

Yang Yinglong watched his son’s distant back, an imperceptible trace of worry flashed in his solitary eye. He turned to look at the crowd inside the tent, the scar on his face twisted fiercely: ”Listen closely! If Chengye fails, none of you should expect to live alone!”

Those within the tent fell silent as cicadas in winter, only the candlelight flickered in the wind, projecting Yang Yinglong’s shadow on the tent as if a fierce ghost waving claws.

The dusk was like ink, dyeing the wilderness into a dark shade. Seventy-two black iron battle flags rustled furiously in the wind, the blood-colored skulls on them were grotesque and horrible like living creatures.

Yang Chengye wore a scarlet cloak, riding on the pitch-black Bone Rot Demon Steed, around him dark red True Qi surged, the Horse-Cutting Sabre in his hand emanating eerie purple light, as if an Asura emerging from hell.

He laughed loudly, his voice echoing on the wilderness: ”Shi Feiyang, today let you so-called righteous sects be buried in this ’Blood Evil Asura Array’! See if it’s your righteous aura or the power of my array!”

Shi Feiyang stood in front of the array, his mysterious robe rustling in the wind.

He operated the Bright Jade Technique to the ”Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison” level, a chilling cold spread in all directions centered on him.

Where it passed, the wasteland grass instantly dyed with white frost, the ground formed spider web-like ice patterns.

He rose tall, Celestial Frost Blade raised high above his head, shouting loudly: ”Come, let’s see how I break your evil array today!”

The ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique” of ”Heaven and Earth Sharing Life” struck boldly, ice-blue True Qi condensed into a hundred-foot ice dragon phantom, carrying a world-destroying momentum, directly rushing the enemy array. Where the ice dragon passed, the green smoke emitted by the Bone Rot Demon Steed instantly froze into ice crystals, and the chain armor of the Iron Cavalry warriors also emerged frost, making a cracking sound.

”The unfathomable game of good versus evil? Today, I will show you what true righteousness means!” Wudang Seven Sons stepped on the Beidou position, whispering in unison.

Master Yuxu raised his long sword high, ”Tai Chi Profound Technique” transformed into a milk-white Qi Force flowing around the sword, akin to a silver dragon entwining.

”Form the array!” With his command, the other six responded in sword Qi, forming the ”Beidou Primordial Array”.

Within the sword array, Master Yuyang took a risky move, the green light of ”Yin Yang Sword” like a snake hissing.

Master Yujing’s ”Four Symbols Wandering Dragon Sword” burned red like blazing flames.

The four attribute True Qis fused together, like rivers rushing, shaking the incoming Netherworld Iron Cavalry off their feet.

An Iron Cavalry warrior chopped with his saber, but was shocked by the Qi Force of the sword array, his tiger mouth splitting, his long saber flying out of hand, the entire person swept into the array, instantly torn to pieces by sword Qi.

Emei Female Hero Su Qinghan stood high, snow-like attire.

She lightly closed her eyes, muttering incantations, the Cyan Nether Sword burst with golden Buddhist light. ”Nine Yang breaks dawn, evil spirits retreat!”

With a clear chant, ”Emei Nine Yang Technique” accelerated to the utmost, Swordsmanship transformed into ”Golden Summit Buddhist Light Illuminating”.

The soft yet firm pure yang True Qi like spring sunshine dispersed the poisonous smoke imperceptibly.

The Bone Rot Demon Steed whined weakly, collapsed on the ground, oozing black blood from its seven orifices.

Su Qinghan lightly tapped with her toes, her figure circulated through the enemy array like a sparrow, her sword tip exclusively targeting the vital points of the enemy military.

Those targeted by her were enveloped in golden light, their inner strength instantly disintegrated, watching helplessly as their body collapsed uncontrollably.

Master Tongzhen folded his hands together, chanting Buddha’s name lowly. He pushed both palms forward, transforming the force of ”Muscle Change Classic” into golden Sanskrit characters in the air, forming an archaic Buddhist seal. The staff swept horizontally, performing the ”Vajra Demon-Slaying Pestle”.

Where the Sanskrit passed, the air emitted a buzzing sound, colliding with the dark red Qi of the Blood Evil Asura Array, melting like boiling water poured on snow.

The Eighteen Shaolin Stick Monks formed the ”Arhat Demon Suppression Array”, the stick shadows like a forest, the inner strength on the sticks condensed into a golden dragon phantom.

”Roar—” The golden dragon phantom roared as it charged the Netherworld Iron Cavalry, fiercely colliding with the demon shadow. An Iron Cavalry warrior whipped out, but was bitten by the golden dragon phantom, dragging man and whip into the array, only a scream was heard, then fell silent.

Yang Chengye saw the situation was unfavorable, a flash of panic appeared in his eyes but was quickly replaced by madness.

”Die, all of you!” He brandished the Horse-Cutting Saber, the eerie purple light on the blade surged, executing the ”Blood Demon Saber”.

The dark red True Qi transformed into countless blood blades, filling the sky, shooting towards everyone.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, Celestial Frost Blade drew out the ”Red Dust Slash” of ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique”, a powerful momentum colliding with the blood blades, exploding into a deafening roar. Ice-blue True Qi and dark red True Qi intertwined, forming a dazzling ocean of light on the wilderness.

The dusk stained the sky with ink, on the wilderness, seventy-two black iron battle flags rustled furiously, resembling countless fierce ghosts waving claws.

Yang Chengye rode on the Bone Rot Demon Steed, around him blood evil Qi surged like boiling lava, the demon purple light on the Horse-Cutting Saber soared: ”Righteous ants, today let you witness the true power of the ’Blood Evil Asura Array’!”

His roar tore through the sky, startling a flock of crows into chaotic flight.

Wudang Seven Sons sword array shone brightly, Master Yuxu’s white hair fluttered, long sword pointed to the sky: ”Heaven’s tough returns, all evil disperses!”

Seven swords trembled simultaneously, the milk-white ”Tai Chi Profound Technique” Qi Force torrents like rivers, seven sword Qis combined instantly into a giant blue dragon entwined with lightning. The dragon’s roar shook the heavens, and where the dragon passed, the air exploded with a piercing sound, the ground cracking into spider web-like crevices.

”Emei Nine Yangs, illuminate the vast universe!” Su Qinghan’s Cyan Nether Sword drew out a golden arc, the afterglow of ”Golden Summit Buddhist Light” transforming into a brilliant sword Qi, like a meteor from outer space straight towards Yang Chengye’s back.