King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 564 - 190: Bloody Battle at Xu Gate Wan Nian Bridge: The Secret Plot Behind the Red Cliff Motif (Part 3)
Only seeing him tightly grip the knife handle with both hands, he raised the long knife high, then slashed down fiercely, the blade flashed like a golden dragon diving down, carrying a force like a landslide and tsunami. A masked man couldn’t avoid it and was struck by the Celestial Frost Blade.
With a "crack" sound, like a watermelon being split by a sharp blade, it was chopped in half, the two halves of the corpse fell to either side, and blood splattered everywhere, forming a shocking pool of blood on the ground.
Shi Feiyang showed no mercy, his body turned, and the Celestial Frost Blade drew an arc in the air, hitting two more masked men, one was cut off at the shoulder, and the severed arm flew out with blood, while the other was cut at the waist, almost sliced in half, spilling guts on the ground, creating an extremely bloody scene.
Shi Feiyang was like a killing machine, galloping among the masked crowd, wherever he went, there was a bloody storm, continuously masked men fell under his blade, screams echoed one after another in this world filled with blood and slaughter.
"Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, with agility beyond ordinary people, was like a graceful bird freely shuttling in a fierce storm.
His body seemed like a misty smoke, elusive and erratic, his movements as fast as lightning, leaving people dazzled.
His gaze was as sharp as a hawk’s, piercing as if it could penetrate all obstacles.
He precisely dodged the masked men’s stormy attacks while alertly searching for the fountain mechanism’s flaw.
He noticed an ink arrow shot like a black lightning bolt, instantly turned aside, and the arrow whistled past his clothes.
Then, he rushed forward like a stream of black light, swiftly dodging left and right among the masked crowd dense as a spider web, his movements light and fluid, like a nimble fish roaming freely in the sea, deftly avoiding wave after wave of deadly attacks.
Xie Wen finally got close to the fountain mechanism, which was complex with bizarre carvings on the surface, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura. He crouched down, his eyes focused as if trying to see through the mechanism, his hands like nimble snakes, quickly exploring the mechanism, cautiously trying to find the key point to cut off the source of attack.
Suddenly, a sharp-eyed masked man noticed Xie Wen’s intent, uttered a sharp cry, waving a long knife, rushing at Xie Wen like a hungry wolf.
Xie Wen reacted extremely swiftly, spinning in the air like an agile monkey, easily evading the fierce blow.
Then he drew a dagger from his waist like a flash of lightning, the cold light flashed, and the dagger stabbed straight into the masked man’s wrist.
With a "puff" sound, the dagger precisely pierced the masked man’s wrist, causing pain, the long knife fell with a "clang" sound, and his face twisted in agony.
Xie Wen seized the opportunity to kick with great explosive power, hitting the masked man’s abdomen, knocking him back, crashing into several companions behind, leaving a bloody trail on the ground.
"Centipede" Gongsun Ren stood on a higher step, like a judge of life and death.
In his hand, he held a poisoned needle, his eyes as cold as the water of a frigid pond, aiming at the vicious masked men.
His fingers flicked gently, and the poisoned needle flew out like a meteor chasing the moon, reaching extreme speed, leaving only faint traces in the air, impossible to guard against.
Each poisoned needle hit the masked men, leaving a small black spot on their skin, like the brand of a demon.
Then, the poison on the needles took effect quickly, the masked men first felt a slight sting, followed by dizziness, their bodies gradually losing control, their eyes becoming dazed, their steps faltering.
Some fell directly to the ground, foaming at the mouth, convulsing, soon losing their breath.
Gongsun Ren constantly changed angles and directions, the poisoned needles shot at the masked men like a dense rain, driving them into chaos and fear, with screams echoing constantly.
"Cyan-faced Beast" Yang Feng wielded the Soul-Seizing Saber, his burly figure like a towering iron tower, exuding a powerful aura that made others tremble.
Every swing of his saber was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if it could shatter eardrums, carrying a mighty momentum, like a raging beast charging into the masked crowd.
The Soul-Seizing Saber swung in his hand with a whooshing sound, the blade light flashing, like flashes of lightning across the night sky.
Wherever it went, enemies fell one after another, blood splattering immediately.
His saber technique was extremely fierce, every cut contained the tremendous force to split mountains and break rocks, making the masked men dare not confront him directly.
He gripped the Soul-Seizing Saber with both hands, raised it high, the blade shining with cold light, then slashed down fiercely with a loud crash, instantly breaking a masked man’s long knife, the broken blade flying into the air.
Then, he followed with another slash, cutting into the masked man’s shoulder, with such force that it brought him half-kneeling to the ground, blood gushing like a fountain from the wound, dyeing a large area red, the masked man issuing a miserable cry, struggling in pain.
Shi Feiyang wielded the Celestial Frost Blade, like the War God descending.
He activated the profound energy of the Bright Jade Technique within him, exuding a bone-chilling coldness, the surrounding air seemingly frozen, raindrops instantly turned into ice beads upon hitting near him.
