King of Hundred Victories Saber

The whole person transformed into a whirlwind of blood, but at the moment of touching Kang Fusheng, was struck on the back by the opponent’s palm.

She flew backward like a kite with its string cut, leaving a long trail of blood in the snow.

Kang Fusheng approached slowly, his gray-blue palm exuding a deathly aura: ”You remnants of the Heroic Sakura Association, today is your day to die!”

Wu Zhong struggled to get up but found his meridians sealed shut.

Facing the approaching Death God, the couple exchanged a glance, their eyes full of determination.

At this moment, a long howl suddenly came from afar.

Shi Xiong, holding the White Rainbow Treasure Sword, charged forward shoulder to shoulder with Xie Wen.

Xie Wen’s long sword conjured seven chilling streaks, while Shi Xiong’s treasure sword swept out countless sword shadows.

Kang Fusheng gazed at the approaching enemies again, a cruel smile curling at his lips as the gray-blue palm force intensified.

However, Xie Wen and Shi Xiong were clever; their purpose was only to give Wu Zhong and Xiao Lingling a chance to catch their breath, to escape, rather than really engage in combat with top masters like Kang Fusheng. They retreated quickly, leaving Kang Fusheng fuming with rage.

The members of the Heroic Sakura Association barely had time to catch their breath before more Jinyi Guards surged in like a tide.

”Form the array!” With a loud shout, the Miao Blade Armor-Breaking Seventeen Techniques Battle Array spun into action once more.

In the midst of flashing blades and shimmering swords, people constantly fell, and blood dyed the snow dark red, scattered with severed limbs.

”Kill one, break even; kill two, profit one!” A disciple of the Heroic Sakura Association swung the Miao Saber, madly slashing at the surrounding Jinyi Guards. His body was already riddled with wounds, blood soaking through his clothes, but the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger.

Finally, he died from exhaustion, but not before dragging three Jinyi Guards down with him.

The bloody battle grew more brutal; both sides were red-eyed with fury.

Although the Heroic Sakura Association disciples were valiant, they gradually faltered under the heavy siege of the Jinyi Guards.

The Miao Blade Armor-Breaking Seventeen Techniques Battle Array also showed gaps, as disciples continually fell.

But none of them retreated; they defended the dignity of the Heroic Sakura Association with their lives, composing a tragic war song beneath the cold pass.

The biting north wind whipped the iron-like snow grains, ripping the banners on Feima Pass to shreds.

The ”Nine Luminaries Array” formed by thirty thousand Jinyi Guards encircled like an iron wall, the Brocade Spring Sabers shining with icy blue gleams under the moonlight. The flowing Gang Qi within the array ground the falling snowflakes into powder.

The people of the Heroic Sakura Association leaned against the pass, their exhaled white breath mixed with the scent of blood, solidifying into a strange purple mist in the cold night.

Lu Wen Tripod swirled nine sword flowers with his long sword, unleashing the Tianshan Swordsmanship’s ”Snow Shadow Chain,” sweeping aside the attacks of three Jinyi Guards. ”Tianshan lineage’s swords are not for petty hands!” He stood with his sword brows raised, his Taoist robe sliced by the Sword Qi.

The Blood Rakshasa shouted sharply, ”The Cold Crow Skims Water” sword move stabbing diagonally, the sword tip like a snake flicking its tongue, aiming for the lower body.

Two Jinyi Guards couldn’t dodge, their knee bones cracking and shattering, crying out as they fell into the pool of blood, with the red blood rapidly soaking into the snow like blooming red plum flowers.

The ”Flying Eagle Detective” Xie Wen carried Shi Xiong as he swiftly traversed the snow, the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net weaving into a silver screen in the air.

A few crisp sounds, and the incoming crossbow arrows were all caught.

He flicked his long sword in a reverse grip, the cold gleam cutting through, causing three Jinyi Guards’ throats to rupture, blood spraying onto the snow and solidifying into blood beads in the cold wind. ”If you wish to harm our association’s disciples, you’ll have to pass me first!” His toes lightly tapped the eaves, his figure weaving ghost-like through the enemy’s ranks, with Shi Xiong on his back stabbing out with the White Rainbow Treasure Sword, causing those hit to immediately collapse.

The ”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong drew his bowstring full like a full moon, seven Bone-Piercing Nails shooting out with sharp whistling, embedding in the enemies’ throats.

The Plum Blossom Dart thrown by Shan Zhi spun like blades, cutting bloody arcs in the snow curtain, bursting blood flowers on the faces of the Jinyi Guards, who screamed repeatedly.

But the layers of the ”Nine Luminaries Array” of the Jinyi Guards pushed forward like a tidal wave, forcing them into the corner of the city wall.

Master Yuxu, leader of the Wudang Seven Sons, watched the heated slaughter at the ”slaughterhouse,” his hand holding the long sword slightly trembling.

Behind him, the robes of six fellow disciples were already torn by Sword Qi, the Wudang Sword Array spinning outside but not daring to cut in. ”It’s not that we are unwilling to help; it’s truly the hundred-year foundation of Wudang...” Before he finished speaking, Master Yuyang had already turned and left, the seven figures gradually fading into the snow and wind, leaving only the residual Gang Qi of the Wudang Sword Array plowing deep furrows in the snow.