King of Hundred Victories Saber

But as long as there is justice in our hearts and swords in our hands, no matter how the Imperial Court schemes, I and my brothers will remain the undying figures of chivalry in this chaotic world.

Early the next morning, Shi Feiyang led his troops to welcome the Imperial Envoy and escort him to inspect the results of rebellion suppression in Bozhou at certain strategic passes.

The red maples of Lou Mountain flowed like rivers of blood across the hills and valleys. Each maple leaf was laced with Miaojiang Blood Drop poison, humming eerily in the mountain wind, akin to countless spirits weeping.

As the Imperial Envoy’s carriage entered the ancient red maple path, the rustling of wheels over scattered red leaves was abruptly replaced by sinister noises, and the air filled with a pungent sweet scent.

”Watch out!” Miao Menlong shouted, his ornate eagle bow drawn to full moon. The bowstring vibrated with thunderous explosion, sending three armor-piercing arrows into the air, precisely knocking down dozens of ghostly blue poisonous leaves.

Yet more maple leaves coalesced like living creatures, forming a crimson vortex that enveloped the carriage tightly.

The poisonous leaves brushed against the carriage shaft, sizzling as smoke emerged. The guards of the Imperial Envoy swung their blades to block, and instantly, the blades were corroded with fine holes.

The falcon on Xie Wen’s shoulder suddenly let out a sharp cry and darted like an arrow towards an ancient thousand-year-old maple tree at the roadside.

There, the tree bark seemed alive, slowly revealing the figure of a Wokou Upper Ninja, dressed in black ninja attire, with a chrysanthemum pattern short sword glimmering coldly at his waist.

”Wood Escape Technique?” Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, his palms resonating like the Celestial Frost Blade unsheathing with a dragon’s roar echoing through the valley, palm wind sliced through the ancient maple like lightning.

But the sound of metal clashing echoed deafeningly, sparks flew from the tree trunk, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Upper Ninja grinned maliciously as his figure transformed into nine afterimages, the Japanese Saber in his hand slashing cold arcs, executing the Japanese ”Ghost Wheel Slash.”

Nine flashes of saber light flickered like ghostly fires, where they passed, all maple leaves were pulverized.

Lan Xiaodie cried out vividly, using ”Butterfly Shadow Step” to weave through the blood rain, the Green Phosphorus Sword casting a bluish arc to entangle one of the afterimages.

However, the moment her blade penetrated, the afterimage turned into a piece of dead wood, while the true Upper Ninja appeared behind her, saber edge pointing at her back!

In the nick of time, Shi Feiyang tipped his toe to the ground and flipped backwards, his black battle robe billowing with ice-blue True Qi.

He launched the ultimate move ”The World Equal Life” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, nine golden saber energies crisscrossed, spinning like a blazing sun disc.

The ancient maple groaned under the burdened saber energies, finally splitting in half.

Thick tree sap gushed out, transforming into a bloody rain; eerily, all concealed Wokou Upper Ninjas became visible — it turned out the sap of the ancient maple was the key to breaking the Wood Escape Secret Technique!

”Kill!” Shi Xiong wielded the White Rainbow Treasure Sword, charged into the enemy ranks, executing moves like ”Green Peak Face Cut,” ”Wind Snatches Moon,” ”Bow Body Gazing Moon,” ”God Slaying and Buddha Destruction” from Thirteen Life-taking Swords, the sword shadows flashed like lightning. Wherever his sword tip pointed, Wokou heads rolled, blood spurting from the necks splattering on the maple leaves, dyeing them a more eerie crimson.

Shi Feiyang operated the Bright Jade Technique to ”Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison,” his ice-blue True Qi surged, palms as if wielding Celestial Frost Blade, slicing twice with ”Red Dust Slash”! Golden saber energies spun like a disc, where they swept, maple leaves shattered, Wokou Upper Ninjas were minced into mush, limbs mixed with poisonous leaves scattered on the ground.

Wokou Leader Fujiwara Qingxun, witnessing this, suddenly bit his tongue tip, spraying black blood, and his short sword emitted an eerie purple glow.

With a shout, he executed ”Eight-headed Sky Splitting Slash!” Nine massive saber energies expanded fan-shaped, wherever they passed, the mountain rocks crumbled.

Shi Feiyang’s pupils constricted, his palms launched the Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s ”The World Equal Life,” golden palm shadows enveloping icy cold energy from Ice Soul Cold Prison, colliding with the eerie saber energies.

The explosion’s shockwave sent everyone flying, blood rain and maple leaves intertwined, dyeing the entire ancient path into human purgatory. ”Wokou, how dare you intrude on our lands, today you shall descend to the underworld!” Shi Feiyang leapt in mid-air, palms slicing with the ultimate kill move ”Sun and Moon Shine Together” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique.

Two gigantic golden saber shadows descended like Mount Tai, carrying a world-destroying aura.

Fujiwara Qingxun swung his short sword in despair, but beneath saber energies, it disintegrated inch by inch, his whole being split in two, blood gushing like a fountain, mingling with the fallen poisonous leaves into a dark red sludge. When the last Wokou fell, Shi Feiyang stood with palms lowered, his black battle robe stained with blood and torn leaves. Looking at the chaos on the ground, his ice-blue True Qi slowly dissipated.

In the distance, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by the wind, revealing the pale face of the Imperial Envoy, who looked at this blood-soaked hero standing tall, eyes full of awe. The red maples of Lou Mountain still burned like fire, but in this bloody autumn scene, there was now an added legend of a Jianghu knight repelling Japanese devils.

In the council hall of Bozhou City, candle flames flickered, casting distorted shadows of the people on the walls.

The Imperial Envoy sat upright, rhythmically tapping the table with the folding fan in his hand, producing clear, crisp sounds.

Guo Dunyi draped in armor, eyes flickered, occasionally stealing glances at the Imperial Envoy’s expression.

While Kang Fusheng, Xiang Yushan, Lv Yuan and others, dressed in ordinary Imperial Palace Guard attire, hid in the shadows, gazes sharp as falcons.

”Shi Feiyang is a Jianghu hero, skillful in martial arts. If we can have him lead the heroic warriors to capture Yang Yinglong, this affair will definitely be more than half successful.” The Imperial Envoy spoke slowly, unfolding the fan, its surface painted with lifelike ink bamboo.

Guo Dunyi nodded slightly, a faint sinister gleam in his eyes: ”The lord is quite right, but Shi Feiyang is unruly and may not obey the orders of the Imperial Court.” ”Hmph, if he disobeys, he is an enemy of the Imperial Court. At that time, don’t blame the Court for being ruthless.” The Central Army Commander of the Imperial Guard, Kang Fusheng, stepped out from the shadows, his voice cold as frost.