King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 434 - 163: Blood Fiend Attack, Heroes Display Their Divine Powers
At the same time, he unleashed the "Eight Trigrams Body-Traveling Saber", the long blade in his hand flickering with a cold light under the moon, clashing with Liu Sanniang’s "Yin Sha Whip", producing a series of crisp "ding ding dang dang" sounds.
The two engaged in fierce combat.
Their figures, in the interweaving light of the fire and moon, sometimes separated and sometimes closed in, with each attack and defense filled with danger and excitement.
Liu Sanniang’s "Yin Sha Whip" followed like a shadow, each strike carrying a chilling whistle that terrified.
Yet Jin Liufu’s "Eight Trigrams Body-Traveling Saber" was equally impressive, with exquisite saber techniques, sometimes all-encompassing, sometimes intricate, neutralizing Liu Sanniang’s offensives one by one.
During the intense battle, Liu Sanniang’s figure abruptly retreated, her "Yin Sha Whip" suddenly coiling to ensnare Jin Liufu’s long blade. Jin Liufu snorted coldly, his wrist giving a small shake, and the long blade cut a deep notch in the body of the whip. Seizing this power, he leaped, the long blade slashing towards Liu Sanniang like lightning. This series of actions was smooth as flowing water, demonstrating Jin Liufu’s profound inner strength and his mastery of saber techniques.
Liu Sanniang shifted her form, narrowly avoiding the strike, but the "Yin Sha Whip" was also cut short by Jin Liufu’s blade.
Her expression slightly changed, obviously not expecting Jin Liufu’s saber techniques to be so fierce. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
The two tangled again, advancing and retreating, neither yielding. The surrounding air was filled with a murderous aura. Each clash of weapons emitted a crisp sound, echoing across the desolate battlefield, narrating the intensity and cruelty of this blood battle.
The Hall Master of the Cyan Dragon Hall of the Blood Evil Gang, "Life-taking Judge" Zhao Dun, was like an enraged wild beast, his muscles taut and exuding a savage aura. His eyes revealed endless murder intent, wanting to tear everything in front of him to pieces, leaving not a trace behind.
He suddenly let out a roar, forcefully stomping the ground, sending the dust flying like a sandstorm, obscuring the sky. Then, he shot towards "Divine Archer" Miao Menlong like an arrow off the string, his speed almost impossible to catch, as if time had slowed before him.
At this moment, he executed the "Evil Tiger Fist", the punches extremely fierce, each punch producing a roaring wind, shaking heaven and earth.
His arm muscles bulged like they were cast in steel, his right fist striking fiercely with a mighty "Hungry Tiger Pouncing", directed at Miao Menlong’s chest, the fist wind roaring, intending to blast Miao Menlong away, even causing the earth to tremble.
However, "Scholar" Xiang Kun reacted swiftly, appearing like a shadow in an instant.
The iron flute in his hand shimmered with a cold light under the moon, executing the "Celestial Spirit Acupoint Technique". His body moved agilely, like a nimble monkey, dancing on the knife’s edge, skillfully dodging Zhao Dun’s fierce fist wind, dancing instantly with the Death God.
At the same time, his iron flute quickly pointed, the tip like a sharp dagger, targeting Zhao Dun’s major acupoints.
Each acupoint strike carried a fierce force; if struck, Zhao Dun would instantly lose mobility as if cast by magic, his entire body stiffening in place, unable to move.
Seeing this, Zhao Dun hurriedly withdrew his fist to defend, using his arms to block Xiang Kun’s iron flute attack.
Their figures intertwined, commencing an intense mobile combat.
Their movements were as fast as lightning, dazzling to the eyes.
Zhao Dun relied on the ferocity of the "Evil Tiger Fist", launching powerful attacks with layers of fist shadows; Xiang Kun, with the precision of the "Celestial Spirit Acupoint Technique", skillfully broke power, seeking flaws in Zhao Dun’s attacks, the iron flute occasionally flickering with cold light, attempting to strike Zhao Dun’s acupoints.
As the battle heated up, their breathing grew rapid, their sweat cascading down their cheeks like waterfalls, evaporating on contact with the heated ground into invisible vapor.
Zhao Dun’s "Evil Tiger Fist" was immensely powerful, each punch containing the power of mountain-splitting rock-breaking, whereas Xiang Kun’s "Celestial Spirit Acupoint Technique" was like a ghost, elusive, each precise acupoint strike alarming, seemingly about to hit a vital point at any moment.
Zhao Dun roared, swinging his fists again, attacking Xiang Kun like a fierce tiger, attempting to overwhelm the opponent with his strength. However, Xiang Kun, like a slippery eel, deftly evaded Zhao Dun’s fierce offense while his iron flute traced an elegant arc in the air, heading straight for Zhao Dun’s "Jianjing Acupoint".
Zhao Dun swiftly sidestepped, dodging this fatal blow in a perilous manner, but Xiang Kun’s iron flute, like a maggot gnawing at bones, followed closely, again aiming for Zhao Dun’s temples.
At this critical moment of life and death, Zhao Dun suddenly performed the "Returning Wind Brushing Willow" marvelous body technique, his figure light as a dandelion, unpredictably floating in the air, miraculously breaking free from Xiang Kun’s successive attacks.
He seized the opportunity to counterattack immediately, his right fist like a tiger descending the mountain, fiercely striking at Xiang Kun’s abdomen, the aggressive assault daunting. Facing Zhao Dun’s fierce counterattack, Xiang Kun merely snorted coldly, advancing instead of retreating, his iron flute drawing a dazzling trajectory in the air, confronting Zhao Dun’s fist directly.
A loud "clang" was heard, the sound of metal clashing deafened the ears, both their bodies shaking from the immense impact.
