King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 432 - 163: Blood Fiend Attack, Heroes Display Their Divine Powers
Shi Feiyang unleashed his fearsome "Hundred Victories Saber Technique," his long saber gleaming with a cold light like a silver lightning bolt, carving dazzling arcs through the forest.
His saber technique flowed like clouds and water, with each move revealing unparalleled power, seemingly capable of splitting mountains and rivers, severing streams.
His figure was nimble as lightning, executing a move called "Saber Light Casting Shadows," where saber energy crisscrossed, forming sharp glows in the air like meteors streaking through the night sky, illuminating the entire forest.
Wherever the saber light reached, the enemy’s defenses were like paper, torn apart one by one, leaving shocking scars.
Wherever the saber energy struck, Poison Spider People and Blood Evil Gang members fell to the ground; their bodies were slashed with bloody marks, blood splattering, dyeing the ground red, painting a bloody canvas under the night sky.
Shi Feiyang’s saber technique was like the scythe of the Death God, mercilessly harvesting lives, causing enemies to tremble in fear.
His saber technique was swift and precise, each slash carrying a weight of a thousand pounds, aiming to annihilate enemies completely, leaving not a trace of life.
His movements were like a raging thunderstorm, each swing precise, having reached masterful perfection.
His saber technique was like a storm, each slash containing endless power, making it irresistible.
His saber light seemed like a ghost on the battlefield, each swing taking away the enemy’s life, leaving them nowhere to escape.
His saber technique was not just a martial art; it was more like an art form, each swing a perfect blend of power and beauty.
In this fierce bloody battle, Shi Feiyang was not only a brave Martial Arts Hero but also a wise and courageous leader.
He constantly noted the situation on the battlefield, directing the disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association to coordinate their efforts. By using the landscape and numerical advantage, they pushed the enemy into a corner. His leadership and strategic vision ensured the Heroic Sakura Association always held the upper hand in the bloody battle.
Under his lead, compatriots and Heroic Sakura Association disciples’ morale soared, striking like tigers descended from the mountain, unstoppable, pushing the enemy back step by step. Their courage and strength, under Shi Feiyang’s inspiration, resembled a flood overwhelming the enemy’s defenses.
At this moment, "Poisonous Hand Snake King" Feng Yuanlong’s son, Feng Xu, seeing the situation turning dire, let out an angry roar and performed a secret technique from Black Tortoise Hall, attempting to turn the tide of the battle.
His eyes were filled with determination and anger, channeling all his power into this strike.
However, Shi Feiyang had already anticipated this. He swiftly dodged Feng Xu’s attack, then with a speed like lightning, struck at Feng Xu’s vital area with his saber.
Feng Xu was utterly shocked. He never imagined Shi Feiyang’s skills and saber technique to be so formidable. He wanted to dodge but was already too late.
Shi Feiyang’s blade, like lightning ripping through the sky, hit its target accurately.
With a "squelch," Feng Xu’s body was cleaved in half by Shi Feiyang’s Celestial Frost Blade, spraying blood and painting the nearby flowers, grass, and trees red.
This bloody tableau made one’s blood run cold.
"Iron Palm" Wu Zhong took a deep breath, invoking the "Six Harmonies True Scripture," causing a significant transformation in his aura.
His eyes were deep and resolute, appearing to have grasped the secrets of life and death cycles. His palms began emitting a faint golden glow, a sign of him about to perform the ultimate "Demon Subduing Divine Palm."
With each breath, his palms transformed into iron-cast hammers, each swing bringing gusts of wind, containing unmatched power, deeply shaking the heart. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
He charged toward the enemies like a ferocious tiger, each strike containing the force of thunder, able to send multiple enemies flying.
Those unfortunate enough to be struck were thrown like broken-winged kites by the sheer force, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood, moaning in agony, and ultimately dying miserably.
His palm technique was like a fierce storm, every palm brimming with endless power, making it irresistible, akin to a Celestial God descending, with each strike bringing enemies closer to death, and feeling the crushing dread.
Under Wu Zhong’s fierce assault, the enemy’s formation began unraveling. They retreated in panic, trying to escape the terrifying forest, the "slaughterhouse" that gave rise to fear in their hearts.
However, Wu Zhong moved like a ghost, weaving among the enemies, each palm striking their vital points with deadly accuracy, each move presenting the enemies with mortal threat.
"Iron Palm Wu Zhong, truly lives up to the name!" someone exclaimed in the crowd, filled with admiration and astonishment.
Wu Zhong paid no heed to the praises. His only thought was to protect the Grand Squad Leader and the brothers of the Heroic Sakura Association.
He continued executing the "Demon Subduing Divine Palm," aiming to kill each enemy before him. His movements flowed seamlessly; each palm was a blend of strength and beauty. At this moment, Shi Feiyang also noticed Wu Zhong’s brave performance.
He internally admired: With a brother like Wu Zhong by his side, the Heroic Sakura Association would surely be invincible.
"Divine Archer" Miao Menlong stood at a distance, calm and steady, bow drawn, and arrow nocked. The moonlight shone on his face, reflecting his resolute countenance.
His eyes were sharp like an eagle’s, targeting the enemy’s vital points as if he could see through everything.
