King of Hundred Victories Saber

Li Yebu, Li Shenbo, and Li Zhibo, the three brothers, saw their elder brother Li Yuanbo get injured and captured mid-air by Xie Wen. It was as if a powder keg had been ignited, and they immediately flew into a violent rage.

Their roars sounded like rolling thunder from the Nine Nether Hell, echoing wantonly along the Salt Road amidst howling winds and flying sand, shaking people’s eardrums painfully, almost as if trying to shake one’s soul out of their body.

Their eyes were wide open, bloodshot, appearing like two fiercely burning balls of blood. Those blood vessels seemed like twisted little snakes, emitting an endless murderous intent, ready to burn everything in sight to ashes.

Each of them held swords or sabers, their bodies leaping forward like maddened ancient beasts, with destruction and killing intent, they charged madly towards Shi Xiong and Guo Xiangyu. At this moment, they had only one resolve in their hearts, which was to avenge their brother, to tear the enemies before them to shreds, only then could they quell the volcano-like hatred burning within.

The situation on the Salt Road grew increasingly tense, like a bowstring pulled to its limit, ready to snap at any moment.

The scent of blood became more intense, like a thick and sticky fog, heavily weighing down on everyone’s heart, nearly suffocating them.

Among that blood scent, mixed with the smell of rust and the stench of death, carried and spread wantonly by the fierce wind.

At this moment, Li Yebu, Li Shenbo, and Li Zhibo seemed to have a telepathic connection, their minds synchronized, simultaneously executing the mysterious and intimidating ”Yin Yang Chaos Blade Technique.”

Their swords and sabers coordinated in harmony, combining hardness with softness, yin complementing yang, truly a display of enchanting impossibilities, dazzling and unpredictable.

The few black swords, initially gentle as water and nimble as flowing, now seemed to be infused with a violent and sinister power by the Ancient Demon God, slashing with the force of mountain-splitting and rock-breaking, transforming instantly into an extremely aggressive saber technique.

Each cut of the sword came with a howling wind, the wind’s sound sharp and mournful, like ghost wails and wolf howls, incredibly powerful.

And those few golden sabers, in stark contrast to their usual robust and domineering form, took on the singular light-footed path usually traveled by swords, stabbing, parrying, and slicing nimbly, thus turning sabers into swords, swords into sabers, with such strange transitions it left one dazzled.

Blade light and sword shadows flickered and intertwined, like lightning weaving through the night sky, resembling a complex death canvas that left people trembling with fear.

Hidden within the blade light and sword shadow were countless deadly traps, where the slightest carelessness could lead to an inescapable disaster, the soul scattered and obliterated.

Guo Xiangyu instantly fell into a dire situation, surrounded by blade light and sword shadows, peril lurking at every turn, her life hanging by a thread, teetering on the edge, with the slightest misstep leading to her demise on the spot.

She felt as if she was amidst a forest of knives and mountains of swords, every breath filled with danger and dread.

Shi Xiong’s face was grave as frost, like a cold moon hanging high in the chill of night, radiating an aura of coldness and determination.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like broken strings of pearls, sliding down his firm and iron-like face.

He clenched his teeth tightly, the sound of his teeth grinding audibly, gathering all his strength, anger, and defiance in this moment. The treasure sword in his hand danced so densely, layering shadow upon shadow, attempting to ward off the overwhelming tide-like assaults coming his way.

However, facing the three brothers’ swift and unpredictable assault, he still felt overwhelmed, each defense leaving his arms numb, his tiger’s mouth bleeding. The fresh crimson blood flowed slowly down the hilt of the sword, dripping onto the ground and merging with the pool of blood that had already gathered there, adding an air of tragic grandeur.

Guo Xiangyu’s brows furrowed tightly, her beautiful eyes full of determination, resembling a star shining in the dark of night, emitting an unyielding light even amid the darkness. The bamboo saber in her hand spun ceaselessly, flashing cold light, yet under the three brothers’ unpredictable and ghost-like ”Yin Yang Chaos Blade Technique”, she still appeared a bit outmatched.

Her garments had been torn in many places by the Sword Qi, strands of fabric fluttering wildly in the fierce wind like tattered flags, narrating her tenacity and indomitable spirit. Her hair disheveled as if in a tangled mess, yet she still gritted her teeth, refusing to retreat a single step, her eyes determined and resolute, never bowing to the forces of evil.

In this critical moment of life and death, Shi Feiyang leapt from his horse, like an eagle soaring across the sky, overlooking the earth with majestic grace, seemingly able to break through the pervasive gloom, tearing apart the shroud of darkness.

The Bright Jade Technique activated within him, and in an instant, True Qi surged like torrential rivers, forming a rapidly spinning giant whirlpool. That whirlpool seemed to connect with the forces of heaven and earth, emitting an intimidating attractive power and deterrence, causing the surrounding air to twist and deform, making a humming sound, as if preluding to the imminent explosion of supreme power.

He stood in midair, his robes rustling fiercely in the wind, like an Immortal detached from the earthly world, yet exuding an overwhelming dominance, as if he were the master of all creation, controlling the fates of all beings.

Shi Feiyang unleashed a move called ”Golden Dragon Coil Claw” from the ”Hundred Victories Saber Technique,” using his palms as blades, the True Qi in his palms condensed into a tangible form, resembling two Celestial Frost Blades emitting a sharp cold, dazzling and eye-catching, sending a chill down one’s spine upon seeing it.