King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 517 - 181: The Battle at Huangguoshu Ends, Shi Yi’s Deep Embrace

Although Shi Feiyang couldn’t see their figures with the naked eye, relying on the keen perception granted by the Bright Jade Technique, he seemed to possess X-ray vision in the darkness. His sensory capabilities extended to every inch of the surrounding space, making it impossible for any enemy movement, no matter how slight, to escape his detection.

As soon as the cold gleam of the Japanese Saber flashed, Shi Feiyang instantly gripped the Celestial Frost Blade, executing a move called "Frost Shadow Chases the Soul."

He was seen darting like lightning in the direction of the cold gleam, the Celestial Frost Blade in his hand swiftly dancing, trailing a series of afterimages, each containing deadly power.

With a "crack" sound, Asada Hei Xuan couldn’t evade in time, and the powerful slash from Shi Feiyang directly severed his body into ninety-nine pieces.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, the scene was extremely gory, shocking to behold.

Gang Ban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhuban, witnessing this, were terrified to the core. Their bodies trembled slightly within the icy realm, realizing they had encountered an unprecedented formidable foe today, finding themselves in a desperate situation.

Shi Feiyang’s swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, his power astounding and unparalleled. Each swing of his blade seemed to carry the force to split heaven and earth, the blade’s path cutting through the air, emitting a piercing whistle that struck fear into hearts.

He was like an envoy of justice, punishing the world’s evils with extraordinary Divine Power, leaving no refuge for wickedness under his blade.

In the face of this sudden and tragic spectacle, Gang Ban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhuban were so frightened their spirits almost left their bodies.

Their faces instantly turned deathly pale, eyes wide open, filled with endless fear, having already foreseen their tragic end.

In their panic, they hurriedly attempted to perform Ninjutsu again, their figures twisting like phantoms, seeking to escape amid the chaos.

However, "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun would not let these two villains slip away easily.

With a grim expression, he placed the iron flute to his lips, playing an extremely eerie and magical tune.

The sound of the flute was melodious yet carried a chilling coldness, like an invisible rope, spiraling through the air, possessing formidable Magic Power, directly heading toward the direction where Gang Ban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhuban were fleeing.

This magical tune seemed to possess its own consciousness, with an irresistible mysterious power that instantly immobilized the two.

Gang Ban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhuban felt an invisible pressure from all sides, their bodies felt nailed to the spot, unable to move a fraction, forced to reveal themselves.

Their faces were filled with terror and despair, eyes wide open, full of helplessness and discontent, their bodies under the control of the magical tune, tightly bound by invisible shackles, unable to escape.

"Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, quick in sight and hand, seized this perfect opportunity, swiftly casting down the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net.

The net unfolded lightly in the air, like a blossoming white flower in spring, elegant yet hiding lethal danger.

In the blink of an eye, the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net enveloped Gang Ban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhuban, sealed tight as a drum, leaving them with no chance to spread wings and flee.

"Divine Archer" Miao Menlong, with eyes as sharp as a torch, unhesitatingly drew his bow and nocked an arrow. The longbow in his hand was stretched into a full moon, bowstring taut, ready to fire.

The arrow on the string was imbued with life, emanating a fierce killing aura. Miao Menlong’s gaze was icy cold, locking onto Gang Ban Zefan, and he suddenly released the bowstring.

With a "whoosh," the sharp arrow flew out like a meteor, trailing a long blaze, whistling through the air.

This arrow was so fast it was nearly impossible to catch with the naked eye, leaving a faint trace in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp arrow hit Gang Ban Zefan’s chest accurately.

The immense impact sent his body flying backwards, nailing him heavily onto the stone platform. Gang Ban Zefan’s body convulsed violently on the stone platform a few times, eyes wide open, full of fear and disbelief, and then he was no more.

"Plum Blossom Darts" Shan Zhi, seeing Gang Ban Zefan dealt with, quickly turned his attention to Fujiwara Zhuban. He flicked his hands, and more than a dozen plum blossom darts in his hands, like nimble elves, shot out instantly, resembling a sky full of flying snow, swirling yet with deadly and fierce momentum.

These plum blossom darts scattered in the air, attacking Fujiwara Zhuban from different angles.

Each dart glinted with a cold light, carrying Shan Zhi’s anger and justice.

Fujiwara Zhuban tried to dodge, but fettered by the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net, he couldn’t move at all.

In the blink of an eye, the plum blossom darts rained down on the target, turning Fujiwara Zhuban into a porcupine.

Fujiwara Zhuban let out a sharp, miserable scream, the sound echoing through the valley, filled with agony and despair.

Afterwards, his body slowly fell, landing in a pool of blood, ending his wicked life.

Having gone through this thrilling, life-and-death battle alongside each other, the smoke and bloody aura that permeated the world seemed to be silently blown away by a breeze, replaced by the relief and ease of surviving a catastrophe.

The heroes’ tense nerves finally relaxed, each letting out a long sigh of relief, victorious joy blooming on their faces like flowers in spring. As they carefully wiped the bloodstains lingering on their weapons, they enthusiastically teased each other about the thrilling moments of the bloody battle, hearty laughter echoing wantonly amid the deafening roar of the Huangguoshu Waterfall.

Yili slowly turned around, her gaze penetrating the still wafting traces of blood mist, looking affectionately at Shi Feiyang. Her eyes were like clear lake water, the past grievances and whims had long vanished without a trace, leaving only profound affection and resolve at this moment.