King of Hundred Victories Saber

"Old man, stop your futile struggles!" the man in the black robe taunted loudly, his voice sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, standing out starkly in the quiet night sky. His lips curled into a contemptuous smile, like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight at Lie Quan, mercilessly mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

The black-robed man's palm technique grew ever more fierce, pouring down like a violent storm, the shadows of his hands were so numerous they dazzled the eye. Each strike came with a whistling wind, "whoosh" it sounded, as if tearing apart the air around him.

Under this tempestuous assault, Lie Quan could only retreat step by step, stumbling like a lone boat tossed in the stormy sea, his body swaying, at any moment about to be completely devoured by this powerful offensive, like a flickering candle about to be extinguished in the wind.

With each step back, the friction of his soles against the ground made a "creaking" sound, as if in painful protest.

At that time, the disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association were also deeply mired in a difficult battle; the men in black were all highly skilled and ruthless in their attacks.

Their weapons flashed coldly as they swung, accompanied by the "whoosh" of breaking wind, aimed straight at the Heroic Sakura Association's disciples.

The disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association gradually found it difficult to resist, the situation becoming more and more dangerous.

From time to time, a disciple of the Heroic Sakura Association would fall injured to the ground, blood gushing forth, spreading wantonly on the cold ground, like blood-red plums blooming enchantingly in the night, exuding a pungent stench that filled the air, making one nauseous.

The screams of the Heroic Sakura Association's disciples echoed mournfully in the night sky, each one full of pain and despair, the long-drawn "ah——" seemed to want to tear open the endless black night, yet could only be mercilessly swallowed by the darkness, filling one with indescribable despair, as if the entire world had plunged into a dark abyss, with no glimpse of hopeful dawn.

Lie Quan's heart burned with anxiety, flames of worry and concern flickering in his eyes, like a trapped beast on edge.

He knew well that if the situation continued to deteriorate, not only would his life be at risk, but the entire Heroic Sakura Association would face catastrophic disaster, falling into a situation beyond redemption. At this critical juncture, he let out an angry roar, his voice like a great bell, "ho——" the sound causing the surrounding leaves to tremble and fall. He exhausted his last ounce of Inner Strength to unleash the supreme skill of the Heaven and Earth Saber Technique.

His body trembled slightly under the immense pressure, engaged in a desperate struggle with fate.

The saber's light was like a bright full moon, instantly illuminating the surrounding darkness, carrying endless power, slashing fiercely towards the man in the black robe. That saber light was dazzling, containing all of Lie Quan's hope and fighting spirit, the blade cutting through the air with a "hissing" sound.

The man in the black robe remained calm and unruffled, not a trace of fear on his face; nothing in this world could move him.

With a wave of his hands, a surge of powerful Inner Strength erupted like a volcanic explosion, with overwhelming, earth-shattering might.

With a loud "boom," like a thunderclap in the sky, it directly struck Lie Quan's saber flying.

The saber traced a desolate arc in the air, landing heavily with a "clang" in the distance, making a dull sound.

Lie Quan lost his weapon, his heart sank sharply, as if plunging into a bottomless abyss, despair and helplessness revealed in his eyes, the world around him collapsing in an instant, darkness completely engulfing him.

"Prepare to die!" the man in the black robe shouted, the sound like a thunderclap from the ground, again unleashing the "Seven Breaks and Seven Extremes Heartbreak Palm," the palm shadows carrying a fierce killing intent, like a ferocious beast with bared fangs, striking straight at Lie Quan's chest.

The gusts of the palm howled, "whoosh" they sounded, seeming to want to tear Lie Quan's body apart.

He had no way to evade, could only watch with wide eyes as the deadly palm drew nearer, his heart pounding violently in his chest, "thump thump," as if about to burst through his chest, leap out of his throat, each beat a countdown to death.

At this critical moment, a long howl suddenly came from afar, that sound like the Dragon Roar Nine Heavens, resounding through the entire night sky, "aow——" causing everyone's eardrums to ache, as if wanting to tear through the dark firmament.

A figure streaked like lightning swiftly came, so fast that people almost couldn't react.

It was Shi Feiyang coming to Lie Quan's rescue, he employed the Bright Jade Technique, cold air and white mist emanating all over, instantly transforming the surrounding space into a world of ice and snow. The surrounding air instantly froze, forming a thick layer of frost, "crack crack" it sounded.

He stood like a War God from an icy plain, exuding an intimidating aura of coldness, as he advanced, the chill spread. His eyes like lightning, he fixed them on the man in the black robe, burning with flames of anger in his eyes, those flames seemed as if they would incinerate the man in the black robe to ashes, turning him to nothingness.

Shi Feiyang swung the long saber in his hand, unleashing the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, advancing with unstoppable momentum, charging towards the man in the black robe.

The saber light was like snow, carrying a piercing chill, instantly slicing through the dark night sky.

The saber light shimmered with a cold radiance, like a silver lightning bolt, where it swept the air was cut with a "hissing" sound, seeming to groan in agony. As Shi Feiyang swung his arm, the movements brought tiger-like winds, stirring wisps of white mist, which were caused by the cold aura of the Bright Jade Technique merging with the air. Each saber strike contained immense Inner Strength, a thin layer of frost vaguely appearing on the blade, lowering the surrounding temperature to freezing point. His saber technique was swift and exquisite, each strike wrapped with tremendous power.

Shi Feiyang's first strike "Cloud Shatter" was like a fierce Sword Qi, piercing the sky, seemingly to cleave the clouds apart; the second strike "Earth Split" carried a force of a thousand weight, hacking downwards at the ground, instantly forming a deep fissure with a "crack" sound; the third strike "Star Chase Moon Pursuit," the saber light as quick as a meteor chasing the moon, aimed straight at the black-robed man's throat.

The black-robed man, feeling Shi Feiyang's formidable aura, was slightly startled, like a calm lake surface being thrown with a boulder, ripples spreading. His eyes flickered with a hint of panic, but he quickly regained composure.

"Hmph, another one come to court death!" the black-robed man sneered, that laughter like the call of a night cat, exuding endless grimness.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, like a devil's whisper, full of endless killing intent, turning to meet Shi Feiyang, inwardly plotting: to bury Shi Feiyang along with them in this darkness, making them all his undead minions.

The black-robed man unleashed the "Seven Breaks and Seven Extremes Heartbreak Palm," the palm shadows layered, each strike carried a sinister aura, like a chilling wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, making one's hair stand on end.

His first palm "Heart Pulse Break," the palm carried a powerful suction, as if to draw Shi Feiyang's heart from his chest; the second palm "Blood Vein Burst," where the palm wind reached, the air seemed torn, emitting a "puff puff" sound; the third palm "Liver and Intestine Break," the palm shadows like blades, stabbing straight at Shi Feiyang's abdomen.

Shi Feiyang executed the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique," the saber strikes swift and exquisite, each wrapped with immense power.

He channeled the Bright Jade Technique, coldness enveloping him, like an icy plain in midwinter, exuding a terrifying aura. Swinging his arm, he stirred tiger-like winds, raising wisps of white mist, produced by the Bright Jade Technique's chill merging with the air. Each saber stroke contained potent Inner Strength, and a thin layer of frost vaguely appeared on the blade, lowering the surrounding temperature to freezing point.

The two immediately clashed intensely, saber and palm meeting, producing a series of deafening explosions, "bang bang bang" the sounds were incessant, as if this heaven and earth would be shattered, causing one's eardrums to ache, like a symphony of an intense battle.

The surrounding air seemed frenziedly stirred by an invisible giant hand, under their strong Inner Strength clash, becoming twisted into waves visible to the naked eye, spreading outward like turbulent tides.

Sands and stones on the ground were swept up by the waves, flying all over, "crackling" as they struck the surrounding trees and rocks, as if engulfed in a dust storm, making one unable to open their eyes, plunging heaven and earth into chaos and disorder.