King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 521: Chapter 182: Nightstorm: Children Abducted and the Mysterious Mark

The celestial beauty Yili, at this moment, resembled a thorny rose blooming on the battlefield, exuding a deadly allure.

Her figure was graceful, yet her expression was stern. Her jet-black hair danced wildly in the wind, with a few strands clinging to her fair cheeks, which did not detract from her beauty but rather added a bit of allure and wildness.

Her sword shimmered with a cold light, much like a chilly star in the night sky.

She performed the ”Mist Swordsmanship” of the Hengshan Sect, making it seem as if she merged with the sword.

Her sword momentum was agile and ethereal, resembling the mist swirling in the mountains, elusive and unpredictable.

Each swing of her sword brought forth a burst of dazzling sword flowers. As the sword flowers flickered, cold lights shimmered, like countless stars dotting the sky.

Soon, Yili was entangled in battle with the Vice Cave Master, Huang Yuanquan.

Huang Yuanquan excelled in the ”Yin Wind Claw,” a martial art that was sinister and vicious.

His hands curved like eagle talons, his fingernails glinting with a chilling light, imbued with a creepy aura, reaching for Yili as he shouted, ”Little girl, today I’ll show you the might of my ’Yin Wind Claw.’ Prepare to die!”

Yili let out an arrogant snort, her voice crisp yet filled with endless disdain: ”You dare act recklessly in front of me? Utterly overestimating yourself!”

Her figure flickered like a drifting white cloud, nimbly avoiding Huang Yuanquan’s attack. Immediately, she twirled her wrist, the long sword traced a graceful arc in the air, executing ”Cloud Enshrouding” from the ”Mist Swordsmanship,” layers of sword flowers completely obscuring Huang Yuanquan’s vision, making him unable to predict the trajectory of her sword moves.

Within the lively sword momentum, Yili’s swordsmanship carried a fierce killing intent, each strike aiming directly at Huang Yuanquan’s vital points, attempting to defeat him in one move. Her figure seemed like a dancing celestial in the midst of the fierce battle, yet with deadly danger, captivating to behold but also terrifying. Meanwhile, the other invaders would not concede.

Takeda Tarou executed ”One Blade Against the Wind,” wielding his saber with both hands, raising it high. The saber gleamed with an icy light, then slashed down powerfully, the saber light flickering, carrying a sharp gust of wind, aiming for Shi Feiyang, with the sound of ”whoosh” through the air.

Aoki Shiro and Morioka Heimu performed the ”Fusang Swordsmanship,” their movements elusive, sword flowers flickering, like blooming cherry blossoms, beautiful yet harboring lethal intent. Their sword techniques were strange and ever-changing, with continuous moves that were impossible to defend against.

Amidst the assault by numerous bandits, Shi Feiyang stood like a towering mountain, unyielding without a trace of fear.

He employed the Bright Jade Technique, his entire body instantly surrounded by a dense blue glow, resembling a ghostly flame, emanating an extreme chill. This chill seemed tangible, like sharp spikes, darting towards the surrounding enemies, causing them to feel a penetrating coldness, as their acupoints were sealed by an invisible force.

Their blood began to gradually freeze as well, making their movements sluggish.

Meanwhile, Shi Feiyang performed the Hundred Victories Saber Technique; his figure like lightning, swift as a ghost, the long saber in his hand shimmering with snow-like brilliance under the blue light.

His saber technique was intensely fierce, each swing bringing a long saber energy, crossing through with a ”hiss,” slicing the air wherever it went.

He executed ”Golden Dragon Coiling Claw” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, the long saber danced rapidly, saber light flickered, sweeping across like a gust of autumn wind, knocking down the surrounding enemies. His speed was so fast that one could hardly follow, the enemies could only see the flashes of saber light before being hit by the saber energy.

After a fierce battle, the heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association, with their exceptional martial arts and fearless courage, gradually gained the upper hand.

At this moment, the sounds of battle cries and weapon clashes intertwined all around, blood mist filled the air, increasingly unfavorable for the evil forces.

Lan Xianglin, the Cave Master of Jade Phosphorus Cave, despite being skilled in the nefarious Green Phosphorus Demon Technique, was already overwhelmed by Shi Feiyang’s fierce Hundred Victories Saber Technique and the chilling aura of the Bright Jade Technique.

Shi Feiyang urged the Bright Jade Technique with all his might, the ultimate chill emanating from his body shot towards Lan Xianglin like countless sharp ice needles.

Lan Xianglin felt an all-encompassing coldness, his acupoints instantly froze, his blood flow slowed, every movement seeming bound by heavy shackles. Taking advantage of the situation, Shi Feiyang used the killing move ”Longevity as the Heaven and Earth” from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique.

He planted his feet firmly on the ground, his aura rising to its peak, the long saber in his hand raised high, the blade glowing brilliantly as if gathering the boundless power of the heavens and earth.

With an ear-splitting shout, Shi Feiyang swung the saber down vigorously, the long saber with a mountainous momentum, carving an extremely dazzling arc in the air, like a lightning bolt tearing the sky, fiercely slashing towards Lan Xianglin.

Lan Xianglin’s eyes widened in terror, filled with despair and fear, wanting to evade but finding his body unresponsive, he could only watch helplessly as the sharp blade came closer and closer.

With a dull ”puff,” the long saber struck precisely on Lan Xianglin’s shoulder, the powerful saber force instantly ripping through his skin, bones, and muscles. Lan Xianglin’s body was slashed diagonally from shoulder to waist, with his internal organs gushing out like a flood, sending a column of blood soaring, splattering on the surrounding ground, leaving a splash of blood flowers.

His upper half slowly slid off, crashing heavily onto the ground, his wide eyes still filled with resentment and pain.