King of Hundred Victories Saber

Though Shi Xiong was young, he refused to show weakness. Holding the White Rainbow Treasure Sword, he displayed the ”Thirteen Life-taking Swords” swordsmanship taught personally by Shi Feiyang, charging left and right among the enemy ranks. Wherever the sword edge pointed, the Western Region cultists fell to the ground, some getting half their brains sliced off, others having their throats pierced. ”Don’t be afraid, brothers, sisters, uncles, and aunts, I’m here!” The boy’s clear shout carried a ruthlessness beyond his age.

Amid the wind and snow of Blood Wolf City, the smell of blood mixed with shattered ice, condensing into a crimson mist suspended mid-air.

Shi Feiyang had just shattered the weapons of the three Protectors of the Western Holy Sect with the killer move ”Red Dust Slash” of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique when suddenly he felt the hairs on his nape stand on end—a shadowy figure from the side ambushed him. Abdul, the Holy Sect’s Bloodhand Asura, was stealthily advancing through the snow, his poisoned dagger emitting a ghostly blue light aimed straight for Shi Feiyang’s left-side vital point.

This assassin was well-versed in the art of assassination, his breath so light and the dagger’s whisper through the air subtler than falling snow.

Yet Shi Feiyang seemed to have eyes on his back, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, as the inner strength of his Bright Jade Technique surged like a tide towards his left hand.

In an instant, his form twisted bizarrely, his robes stirring up a whirlwind that spun flowers of ice on the ground, his left hand tracing an arc that defied logic—it was the Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s attack-and-defense move, ”Golden Dragon Coiling Claw”!

A golden palm shadow wrapped around the dagger like a living creature, and Abdul felt a huge adhesive force like glue bind his weapon, as if a thousand-pound chain had locked it. ”Impossible!” He roared with eyes wide open, exerting all his strength to pull the dagger, but saw Shi Feiyang’s eyes flash with a chill, his palm suddenly unleashing a surge that rolled back like a torrent.

Screaming, Abdul was sent flying, crashing into a basalt column three meters away. With a resounding boom, the pillar collapsed, and the falling stones buried him like rain, leaving only the winding bloodstains on the snowy ground.

”Who else wants to fight?” Shi Feiyang roared skyward, golden saber glow around him evaporating all falling snowflakes. His Bright Jade Technique had reached its twelfth peak, each palm strike tearing through the air with a sharp whine, the sword qi from his palm stretching three feet long, shattering Western Region experts’ weapons wherever it passed.

Hoga, the Holy Sect Right Envoy, rushed forward waving his gem-studded scimitar, chanting, ”Holy Fire of Heaven, destroy the wicked!” The red saber glow from his blade ignited a raging flame, instantly engulfing Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang neither evaded nor backed away, rotating his palms to unleash the Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s ”Cloud-breaking Slash.”

The golden palm light clashed with the flames, erupting in a deafening boom, Hoga’s scimitar shattering inch by inch, his whole body swept away by the airwave, back slamming into the city wall, the sound of cracking ribs mixed with a spray of blood mist, blooming red plum blossoms on the snow.

”Stone thief, meet your end!” One of the four Great Kings of the Holy Sect, Gulia, tossed the Nine-Section Chain Hammer, its spikes emanating a grim chill. Her chain hammer danced tightly, the momentum tearing three deep trenches into the ground.

Shi Feiyang darted like a phantom among the hammer shadows, suddenly shouting, ”Wicked woman, instead of staying home to serve your husband and raise children, you wreak havoc in the Jianghu—now, meet your end.” He unleashed the killer move ”Star Shatterer” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique!

In the blink of an eye, five golden palm shadows shot forth like meteors racing the moon, precisely hitting the joints of the chain hammer. Gulia felt a tingling in her tigers’ mouths, and the Nine-Section Chain Hammer shattered into nine sections, the flying chain parts like hidden weapons shooting towards her comrades, causing blood to spurt everywhere.

Standing on the sidelines and watching made Shi Xiong’s blood boil; swinging the White Rainbow Treasure Sword, he shouted, ”The young lord is amazing!”

Though his Thirteen Life-taking Swords swordsmanship was immature, it was also cunning and ruthless, focusing on the lower body. Three Western Region cultists had already been sliced through their tendons, rolling and wailing in the snow. Yili took advantage, wielding the Hengshan Sect’s ”Cloud Mist Thirteen Stances,” her sword shadows intertwining with Shi Feiyang’s palm glow. Where the sword qi reached, accumulated snow turned into sharp ice blades, cutting the enemy all over.

From within the enemy ranks, Shi Feiyang fought with increasing vigor, wielding the Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s nine-stance, thirty-six-style with unfathomable transformation. At times, it was like a Mountain-Cracking Giant Axe, splitting foes and their weapons in two; at other times, it was like a Spiritual Snake flicking its tongue, leaving a blood mark where its palm shadow flashed across.

The cultists of the Western Holy Sect gazed at the golden figure weaving through the bloody mist, feeling boundless fear. Some knelt and begged for mercy, others turned and fled, only to be pursued by Shi Feiyang’s palm wind, turning into lifeless bodies scattered across the snow.

Seeing this, Qi Yin suddenly extended his Nine-Section Whip by three meters, its barbed tip emanating a ghostly blue venomous glow: ”Shi Feiyang, you always ruin my plans. Today it’s either you die or I perish!”

He deployed the Western Holy Sect’s ultimate skill ”Holy Fire Order Divine Technique,” with flames falling like meteorites, engulfing Shi Feiyang within.

”Heh, is this the best you can do? Such disgraceful achievement, either robbing or deceiving!” Shi Feiyang mocked Qi Yin coldly, his True Qi surging, golden palm light transforming into nine ribbons, unleashing the ultimate killing move ”Heaven and Earth Coexist” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique!

Where his palm wind passed, all flames extinguished, the counteracting airwave causing Qi Yin to spew fresh blood.

His Nine-Section Whip shattered into powder, and he himself flew out like a kite with broken strings, crashing into half of the city wall.

Yili, watching the blood-soaked Shi Feiyang fight, had her previously dim eyes rekindled with hope.

She wielded the Hengshan Swordsmanship, once again merging with Lin Wanqing’s Longevity Swordsmanship, their sword qi turning into snowflakes, shimmering with Shi Feiyang’s golden palm glow. The Western Holy Sect cultists, watching this god-like contest, felt endless fear, some kneeling and begging for mercy, others turning to flee, as Shi Feiyang stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, his robes flapping loudly.