King of Hundred Victories Saber

The leader, “Iron Arm Vajra” Wanyan Lie, stood like an iron tower, his muscular arms coiled like dragons. Every swing of his Eight-angled Purple Gold Hammer brought a piercing whistle through the air. “Venerable Poison Snake” Ye Lüqi cloaked in a swirling blue mist, with the hidden weapons laced with poison in his waist pouch glinting ominously in the shadows. “Chasing Wind Sword” Murong Yun’s long sword, when unsheathed, condensed Sword Qi into frost flowers in midair. “Heaven-Flipping Palm” Gongsun Sheng’s palms were red as hot coals, leaving scorched palm prints on the ground with every step.

“Little ladies of the Naiman Tribe, do not resist in vain!” Wanyan Lie’s roar caused bricks and stones to fall from the city walls, “Surrender the city obediently, and this general will leave your bodies intact! Beautiful little ladies, this general might even take you as concubines!”

Ren Xiaofeng stepped forward, his moon-white monk robe fluttering, surrounded by the brilliant golden light of his Lesser Yang Divine Technique, like a blazing sun breaking through clouds: “Buddhist Sect’s compassion cuts through treachery! Today, I’ll show you the Shaolin ultimate technique!”

He pushed out his palms, and the scorching heatwave of “Lesser Yang Palm” roared forward like a long river, crashing into the poison mist cast by Ye Lüqi.

The poison mist instantly turned into blue smoke, but as it dissipated, it condensed into thousands of poison needles, shooting towards Ren Xiaofeng’s face like a torrential rain.

He Jia’s Goose-shaped Saber had long been unsheathed, and the blade glinted like a frenzied silver snake: “Senior Brother, watch out!”

He spun and stood in front of Ren Xiaofeng, his Goose-shaped Saber dancing out a dense curtain of blades, deflecting all the poison needles away.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Murong Yun closed in, his long sword aiming straight for He Jia’s throat, the speed creating afterimages in the air.

He Jia tapped the ground with his toe and flipped backwards, his blade grazing Murong Yun’s shoulder, tearing the skin and flesh open, splattering blood onto the withered grass leaves.

Seeing this, Wanyan Lie was furious, his twin hammers creating massive black shadows as they smashed towards He Jia with the momentum of Mountain-Splitting Rock-Breaking.

Shi Yingyu quickly manipulated the Bronze Compass, the star-patterned soft whip striking out like a Spiritual Snake: “Do not harm my tribe’s hero! Celestial Star Falls!” Thirty-six Bone-Piercing Nails, wrapped in starlight, shot towards Wanyan Lie’s vital points from different angles.

Wanyan Lie swung his twin hammers to block, sparks flying everywhere, and the blood seeped from between his thumb and forefinger, dripping down the hammer handle, scorching the ground.

Gongsun Sheng seized the chance to unleash “Heaven-Flipping Flame Palm,” and where his palms passed, the grass and trees instantly turned to ashes.

Liu Guihua’s soft whip struck out like a Spiritual Snake, wrapping around his wrist and giving a fierce tug: “Dog thief! Taste the methods of this girl!” She tapped the ground with her toe and leaped into the air, her soft whip twirling to create thirteen whip flowers, lashing Gongsun Sheng’s cheek open.

Gongsun Sheng roared in anger, launching a palm strike, and Liu Guihua swiftly dodged, the wind of his strike tearing her shoulder garment, revealing a patch of snow-white skin, but in turn, she flicked a concealed plum blossom dart, which grazed Gongsun Sheng’s temple.

Queen Yili gripped her scepter, and the sapphire suddenly burst with brilliant light: “All forces heed the order! Fire!” Wu Zhong pulled the fuse suddenly, and dozens of Song Dynasty cannons thundered in unison, sky-shaking thunder dragging long fiery tails like meteors towards the enemy camp.

The explosions were deafening, flames soared into the sky, and Nuerhachi’s army was thrown into chaos, wails and screams rising and falling.

Xiao Lingling’s Ma Jun Crossbow Array also activated at this moment, seventeen thousand three hundred crossbow arrows shot like swarming locusts, piercing the air with sharp whistles towards the enemy formation.

Miao Menlong’s Divine Arrow Camp followed closely, Feathered Arrows pierced through layers of dark clouds, targeting enemy generals.

“Iron Flute Scholar” Xiang Kun held an iron flute, the flute sound at times high-pitched like a dragon’s roar, at times deep like a tiger’s growl, commanding the Miao Blade Armor-Breaking Array to advance like a tide. Where they passed, the iron armor of the Jin Soldiers was shattered into pieces, and blood stained the ground beneath their feet red.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, shouts of killing shook the heavens. Ren Xiaofeng’s “Lesser Yang Divine Technique” operated at its peak, the golden light dispelling all the poison mist; He Jia’s Goose-shaped Saber was covered in blood, yet the blade became even sharper; Shi Ying’s star-pattern soft whip raised waves of blood, each strike taking a life; Liu Guihua’s soft whip danced in the blood rain, like a blooming crimson rose.

Wanyan Lie wielded his twin hammers, attempting to break through the defense, but was stopped by the combined efforts of Ren Xiaofeng and He Jia.

The scorching heat of the Lesser Yang Palm combined with the sharpness of the Goose-shaped Saber worked in tandem, forcing him to retreat step by step.

Ye Lüqi’s poison mist proved powerless against Lan Xiaodie’s Green Phosphorus Sword creating a poisonous haze; Murong Yun’s Chasing Wind Sword appeared dull and dim under the light of Queen Yili’s scepter.

Seeing his companions in danger, Wanyan Lie howled madly, his twin hammers swung impenetrably towards Lan Xiaodie.

Ren Xiaofeng stepped in, palms flapping continuously, showcasing the “Lesser Yang Divine Technique” ultimate skill “Nine Yang Burning Heaven.”

The blazing palm wind collided with the twin hammers, erupting in a deafening boom.

Wanyan Lie was forced back three steps, blood flowing straight from his hand.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Murong Yun’s long sword suddenly extended by three feet, executing the killer move “Wind Rolls up the Remnant Cloud” of the Chasing Wind Swordsmanship.

He Jia held the Goose-shaped Saber horizontally, executing “Geese Alight on the Sandy Shore,” the blade light and sword shadows intertwined in the air. The two exchanged blows relentlessly, difficult to determine a winner.

Seeing the battle locked in a stalemate, Shi Ying waved her jade hand, igniting crimson flames around her.

“Blood Burning Technique, unveil!” she shouted softly, the whole person like a mass of burning flame, charging towards the enemy army. Wherever she passed, the air twisted, and the ground scorched black. Ye Lüqi cast out poison mist, but it was instantly evaporated by the high temperatures of the Blood Burning Technique.

“Not good! Retreat quickly!” came a shout from Nuerhachi’s army.

But it was too late, Shi Ying rushed into the enemy formation like a phantom, her Blood Burning Technique’s flames igniting the enemy soldiers one after another.

Lan Xiaodie then took the opportunity to release a large number of Gu insects, turning the outside of Wulang City into a Human Purgatory.

Wanyan Lie swung his twin hammers, trying to stop Shi Ying.

Shi Ying chuckled coldly, her palms striking out, the powerful airwaves of the Blood Burning Technique sending the twin hammers flying.