King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 570 - 191: Shi Feiyang Destroys the Jiangnan Cao Bang in Fury, Hundred Victories Saber Technique Displays Divine Power (Part 4)
The moment the sharp arrow left the string, it was like a meteor chasing the moon, with a piercing, shrill whistling, shooting directly at Wei Lv.
The arrow sliced through the air, moving at an extreme speed, leaving a faint, almost imperceptible trail in the air, like a meteor streaking across the sky.
Wei Lv sensed the impending danger, his face instantly turning deathly pale. He reacted swiftly, and with a flash of his figure, he executed the "Ghost Shadow Step."
His silhouette became instantly blurry, flickering like a ghost, leaving behind trails of afterimages in his original place, making it hard to discern his real position. The sharp arrow whizzed past his shirt, tearing a slit and then hit the tree trunk behind him, the arrow’s tail still trembling slightly, narrating the harrowing scene just moments before.
Having narrowly escaped the disaster, a surge of fury rose within Wei Lv. He swiftly drew his long saber, brandishing it fiercely, and charged at Miao Menlong with roars of anger. Each step he took was filled with powerful momentum, causing the ground to tremble slightly, as if he were treading not on earth but a giant war drum. However, Miao Menlong was not flustered; he remained calm and swiftly drew his bow and shot three arrows at once.
Three sharp arrows, like three black bolts of lightning, drew arcs in the air, speeding towards Wei Lv.
Seeing this, Wei Lv hastily swung his saber in a quick dance, forming a defensive barrier in front of him.
With three crisp clangs, Wei Lv successfully deflected Miao Menlong’s three arrows. Yet, this defense numbed his arm and cracked the skin between his thumb and forefinger, causing blood to flow continuously down his arm, staining the ground a patch of red.
His body was trembling slightly, momentarily hesitant.
Miao Menlong seized this brief gap, once again drawing his bow, and shot five arrows this time.
The five sharp arrows formed a fan shape, flying towards Wei Lv with unstoppable force.
Wei Lv hurriedly switched the saber to his left hand, biting his lip, swinging the saber and attempting to fend off Miao Menlong’s five arrows.
After an intense defense, although he managed to deflect the five arrows, his left hand, subjected to immense impact, was dislocated at the elbow, excruciating pain twisting his expression. His body involuntarily staggered back, stumbling and falling to the ground.
Wei Lv painfully clenched his teeth, sprang to his feet, but before he could steady himself, Miao Menlong once again drew his bow and shot nine arrows.
These nine arrows were like a swarm of deadly locusts, weaving a rain of arrows in the air.
By now, Wei Lv was utterly exhausted, his arms aching, unable to wield the saber to block the arrows, left to dodge desperately.
He twisted his body desperately, attempting to evade this lethal rain of arrows, managing to dodge five, but four arrows still pierced through his body.
With four muffled sounds, the four sharp arrows shot into his eyes, abdomen, thigh, and shoulder respectively. Wei Lv let out a tragic scream, his body swayed a few times, and then with a "bang," he fell back to the ground.
Even worse, his eyes were blinded by two arrows, the eyeballs burst, blood gushed down his cheeks; his throat and abdomen were also pierced by arrows, blood splattering like pillars, instantly staining the surrounding ground red.
Wei Lv lay on the ground, his body twitched a few times, then he breathed his last, dying instantly. "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi stood agilely as if an eagle perched on a mountaintop, firmly on a towering boulder.
His sharp gaze locked onto Vice Gang Leader Wei Erkang, his hands swiftly waved like phantoms, his whole being merging with the surrounding air, unleashing the "Plum Blossom Sky-Filling Dart" known throughout the Jianghu.
In an instant, the plum blossom darts in his hands seemed to be enchanted, like a sky full of swirling snowflakes, shooting towards Wei Erkang.
Each plum blossom dart shimmered with a cold, chilling light, appearing particularly glaring under the dim sky.
These plum blossom darts drew graceful yet deadly arcs in the air, like fleeting meteors in the night sky, filled with endless killing intent.
They moved incredibly fast, like arrows from a bow, tearing through the air with sharp whistles, catching people off guard.
Seeing this, Wei Erkang was overwhelmed with shock, his face turning instantly as white as paper. Knowing full well the ferocity of these plum blossom darts, he dared not be careless, hurriedly gripping his shield tightly, channeling his profound inner strength, deploying his signature "Iron Wall Defense Technique."
His arm muscles tensed, the shield in his hands moved swiftly, a whooshing wind sound arose, forming an impenetrable defensive barrier.
The dense plum blossom darts like snowflakes struck the shield, making "ding ding dang dang" sounds, akin to an intense metal symphony, sparks flying, leaving tiny dents on the shield’s surface.
However, Wei Erkang was not content to only play defense passively. While fending off the plum blossom darts, he keenly observed Shan Zhi’s weaknesses. Finally, he spotted a gap as Shan Zhi’s movement exhausted old strength and new strength hadn’t yet born, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, fiercely throwing the shield at Shan Zhi. Propelled by his powerful inner strength, the shield surged forward like a black lightning bolt, with overwhelming force, whistling towards Shan Zhi. The surrounding air was torn apart by this force, emitting sharp hissing sounds.
Upon seeing this, Shan Zhi’s eyes narrowed, like a glint of cold light in a frosty night.
His reaction was extremely swift, his body like a black shadow, quickly sidestepping.
The shield whizzed past his body, the gushing wind making his clothes flap loudly. The shield crashed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud, causing the earth to shake, raising a cloud of dust.
