King of Hundred Victories Saber

In the mist, Xie Zhichuan’s gaze grew increasingly crazed as he swung his long sword, executing a move called ”Azure Peak Faces the Enemy.” The sword gleamed with a cold light within the fog, resembling a blue mountain pressing down on Yili, with the sword wind slicing through the air with sharp whistles.

Yili’s beautiful eyes sparkled as she moved gracefully amidst the mist. She executed a technique called ”Sea of Clouds and Mist,” her long sword swiftly dancing, layers of sword shadows rolling like waves, blocking all of Xie Zhichuan’s sword strikes.

Each clash of swords produced a clear sound, echoing in the cold wind. Seeing his continuous attacks easily neutralized by Yili, Xie Zhichuan grew increasingly annoyed. He suddenly let out a shout and executed a move known as ”Wrist Collapsing and Sword Flicking.”

The long sword suddenly twisted, the blade slashing towards Yili’s wrist, while a flick of his wrist sent a thrust of hidden force from the sword body, attempting to disarm Yili’s sword. Yili slightly raised her Liu Mei, a glint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

She quickly retreated a step, simultaneously spinning her long sword rapidly, performing a move called ”Clouds Scatter and Mist Clears.”

Her sword shadows became ethereal and elusive, as if merging into the air, causing Xie Zhichuan’s attack to miss once again.

Taking advantage of Xie Zhichuan’s exhaustion from his previous moves, Yili suddenly stepped forward, her long sword darting like a meteor towards Xie Zhichuan, executing a move called ”Clouds Parting to Reveal the Sun.” Startled, Xie Zhichuan quickly dodged, simultaneously executing a move called ”Bowing as the Moon Watches.”

His body bent like a curved bow, the long sword in his hand resembling the bright moon, stabbing towards Yili’s chest.

Yili remained calm, executing a technique called ”Dark Clouds Pressing the Top.” She raised her long sword high, then brought it down with immense force towards Xie Zhichuan, resembling a dark cloud overwhelming the earth with mighty momentum.

Xie Zhichuan hurriedly used his sword to block, and as their swords clashed again, the powerful impact caused cracks to appear on the ground around them.

Only then did Xie Zhichuan realize how formidable Yili truly was. Gritting his teeth, he executed a move known as ”Retreating Step and Returning Swallow.”

He quickly retreated, while his long sword traced an arc in the air, sweeping towards Yili’s leg.

Yili lightly leaped up, like a butterfly dancing in the air, and performed a technique called ”Thick Mist Shrouds the Sky.” A dense Sword Qi spread out like a blanket of heavy mist, instantly enveloping Xie Zhichuan and causing him to lose sight of Yili completely.

Within this thick mist, Yili’s figure appeared and disappeared, her long sword gleaming with a cold light, like the scythe of a Death God, always ready to take Xie Zhichuan’s life. The cold wind roared like a beast above Yunmeng Marsh, emitting piercing howls as if it intended to engulf the world in endless darkness.

”Outer Border Demoness” Fu Anxing was like a fiercely burning fire, unrestrained and yet exuding deadly danger.

She wore a fiery red fox fur coat, its material sourced from fire foxes of the extreme cold in the Western Regions, capable of withstanding the icy weather while its bright color was strikingly conspicuous in the white expanse.

The fur on the fire fox coat fluttered gently in the wind, as if each strand contained the power of life.

Fu Anxing’s long hair flowed like black silk, flying freely and complementing her fiery red coat, resembling flames dancing in the wind, enhancing her aura to be even more intense and wild.

Her hand tightly gripped a long whip, akin to an ancient fierce beast that had lain dormant for ages. The whip made from the skin of a millennium-old chilling dragon, its scales glimmering with a cold and eerie sheen in the frosty atmosphere, like chilling stars in the night sky, emitting a daunting aura.

Fu Anxing’s eyes carried a ferocity and determination, like a starving she-wolf eyeing its prey.

With a sudden swing of her long whip, it seemed to carry the power of the Western Regions’ desert storms.

The long whip howled in the cold wind, moving with a sinister curve, like a nimble and deadly viper, leaving a blurry afterimage in the air.

The whip brought with it a sharp and piercing wind, sounding like ghosts crying and wolves howling, piercing directly into the heart, and lashed towards Qi Meizhen with unstoppable force.

Qi Meizhen, a beauty from a family of warriors, had undergone a tremendous transformation since marrying Shi Feiyang.

Her posture was as upright as a pine yet retained feminine grace. Clad in black fighting attire that hugged her body, perfectly outlining her nimble silhouette, she wore a white fox fur cape over it. The fox fur, as white as snow, gently swayed in the wind, enhancing her dashing and heroic air, resembling a War God emerging from the ice and snow.

In her hand she held a Miao Saber, its blade flashing coldly, the grooves on the blade deep and somber, silently recounting the countless lives it had claimed; each groove etched with tales of heart-stopping battles.

Facing Fu Anxing’s sinister and fierce Western Region whip skills, Qi Meizhen’s gaze was as unyielding as iron, her eyes radiating confidence.

She agilely dodged each attack, her every move precise and swift, like a cheetah sprinting across the prairie, her body agile and her movements fluid. Her figure rapidly moved through the cold wind, her flowing garments bringing a chill wind.

The Miao Saber in her hand danced swiftly, its saber wind howling like a tornado, sweeping the surrounding air into its embrace.

With her strong Inner Power, she unleashed the full potential of the Miao Saber’s might.