King of Hundred Victories Saber

Nine golden saber energies crisscrossed, yet the shadow turned into a pool of water stains, a mere illusion.

”What a trick of deception!” Shi Feiyang shouted fiercely, activating the Bright Jade Technique to the ”Infinite Asura’s Human Purgatory”.

A faint golden light shimmered in his eyes, specifically able to pierce through falsehoods—the ”Golden Eyes”.

At this moment, he recognized that among the seven figures, only Fu Bu Guizang’s blade carried genuine killing intent.

Fu Bu Guizang sneered as he flicked out three poisoned shurikens, while six subordinates formed the ”Beidou Killing Array”.

Shi Feiyang thrust out a move ”Heaven and Earth Longevity”, his golden palm shadow carrying the chilling aura of the Ice Soul Cold Prison, pulverizing the shurikens.

The smell of blood sharpened Shi Feiyang’s gaze even further.

He took a deep breath, ice-blue True Qi surged three meters tall around him, condensing into an ice dragon in the rain!

”Break!” The ice dragon roared towards the saber array, snapping bamboo like twigs, as the raiders’ garments were instantly encrusted with frost.

Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Fu Bu Guizang suddenly bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of black blood, unleashing the ”Blood Mist Clone”.

Nine figures swung their sabers simultaneously, saber light enveloping Shi Feiyang completely.

Shi Feiyang didn’t dodge, instead, he intensified the Bright Jade Technique to its peak, forming an ice-blue Tai Chi Diagram in his palm.

”Myriad Phenomena Returns to the Void!” The Tai Chi Diagram spun rapidly, absorbing all nine saber lights.

Fu Bu Guizang was horrified to find his saber energy beginning to backfire.

Among the seven figures, only Fu Bu Guizang’s blade bore a faint streak of blood aura.

Recognizing the true body, Shi Feiyang struck with his palms like blades, a move from the ”Heaven’s Edge” enveloped in the chilling aura of the Ice Soul Cold Prison surged forth.

Fu Bu Guizang let out a cold laugh, wielding his Japanese saber to weave the ”Snow Moon Flower” sword array.

Three saber shadows fluttered like petals, yet hid lethal danger.

Shi Feiyang’s palm wind collided with the saber shadows, emitting a piercing metallic friction sound.

Bamboo leaves scattered in the airwaves, some were sliced in half by the saber energy, some shattered by the palm wind.

Shi Feiyang tapped the ground with his toe, leaping into the air, using the initial stance of the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique”—”Cangsong Welcoming Guest”—the palm wind like waves scattered the sword array.

Seeing things turning dire, Fu Bu Guizang merged the seven figures abruptly into one, transforming into a black remnant shadow.

The fire on his Japanese saber turned into a blue flame, the secret move ”Ghost Crying Slash” of raiders. The saber light was like lightning, instantly slicing towards Shi Feiyang’s face.

Shi Feiyang’s eyes sharpened, his palms pushed forth with the ultimate kill move of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique—”Heaven and Earth Longevity,” the golden palm shadow blended with ice-blue True Qi, forming an indestructible air shield.

The saber energy and palm force clashed, exploding with an earth-shattering roar.

In the bamboo forest, dozens of green bamboos were snapped by the aftermath, splinters scattered like hidden weapons.

Fu Bu Guizang was repeatedly forced back by the mighty air waves, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped away the blood, a glimpse of ferocity flashing in his eyes: ”Central Plains martial artists, indeed have some skill. But today, you will certainly die!”

Saying this, he suddenly bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of fresh blood. The blood turned into a mist in the air, enveloping his figure.

Shi Feiyang cautiously activated the Bright Jade Technique, seeing seven Japanese sabers thrusting from the blood mist, attacking simultaneously from seven different directions.

Shi Feiyang shouted, his palms flying, wielding the ultimate kill move of ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique”—”Peerless and Unmatched” to its utmost.

Saber energy intersected, shredding the blood mist to bits.

Fu Bu Guizang’s last kill move was broken, despair flashed in his eyes. He wielded his Japanese saber, fighting like a cornered beast.

Shi Feiyang sneered, drove the Bright Jade Technique to its peak, delivering the ultimate kill move ”Sun and Moon Shining Together” with the force to obliterate heaven and earth.

The palm wind passed, causing the air to emit a sharp explosion.

Fu Bu Guizang let out a wretched scream, under the shred of saber energy and True Qi, transformed into a pool of blood.

The fierce battle concluded, Shi Feiyang stood with palms retracted, gazing at the devastated bamboo forest.

The drizzle continued, unable to wash away the bloody scent lingering in the air.

To reduce the resistance in quelling the rebellion, Shi Feiyang decided to first wipe out the Red Robe Sect.

Under the familiar guidance of Lan Xiaodie, Shi Feiyang, Xie Wen, Miao Menlong, Shan Zhi, Shi Xiong, among other heroes, disregarded fatigue, pressed forward swiftly to besiege the Red Robe Sect’s main altar. The iron scent clung to the late autumn of Guizhou, while the blood banner of the Red Robe Sect fluttered in the mountain wind.

Shi Feiyang’s dark combat attire billowed like a sail, the ice-blue True Qi condensed from Bright Jade Technique flowed in his palm, irradiating his eyes in golden brilliance.

He overlooked the valley filled with the sequential buildings of the Red Robe Sect, speaking in a deep voice, ”If we do not eliminate the Red Robe Sect today, Bozhou will never see peace! Quelling the rebellion would be no more than empty words!”

Lan Xiaodie floated beside Shi Feiyang, her plain Miao dress now smoke-stained, with the scarlet thread at her waist long faded, yet taut at this moment.

Her jade hand lightly brushed the silver bell, the Five Poison Totems gleaming in the twilight: ”The main altar is filled with mechanisms, the southeast corner’s ’Ten Thousand Snakes Cave’, and the west side’s ’Blood Soul Array’ are perilous. However...”

She shifted her tone, fingertip pointing towards the central altar, ”If we can directly seize the altar, destroying the blood pool where they cultivate evil skills, the rest won’t be a threat.”

Xie Wen’s hawk on his shoulder suddenly spread its wings and cried, breaking the mountain’s silence.

”An ambush!” Before he finished speaking, three hundred Red-robed cultists surged out from behind the rocks, their scimitars glinting with strange red light in the sunset.

Miao Menlong drew his bow and nocked arrows, the precious eagle bow emitted a dragon-like hum: ”They come well!” Three armor-piercing arrows flew through the air, instantly piercing three cultists’ throats, blood splattering on the bluestone, rising in purple smoke.

Shi Xiong wielded the White Rainbow Treasure Sword, charging into the enemy array.

Amid the sword body’s dragon chant, ”Thirteen Life-taking Swords” were executed in succession, sword shadows flashing like lightning.

The sword edge swept horizontally, two Red-robed cultists’ heads rolled off, their necks spraying blood that splattered onto the blue bricks, instantly condensing into eerie talismans; the blade slashed obliquely, slicing one person along with his saber into four parts, dismembered limbs mixed with viscera littered the ground, attracting ravens from the altar to peck at them.