King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 571 - 191: Shi Feiyang Destroys the Jiangnan Cao Bang in Fury, Hundred Victories Saber Technique Displays Divine Power (Part 5)
Shan Zhi took advantage of Wei Erkang’s missed attack and exposed flaw, letting out a cold snort as his hands moved swiftly once more. This time, he unleashed the killing move "Plum Blossom Sky-Filling Dart"; the plum blossom darts in his hands no longer shot out haphazardly but formed a bizarre plum blossom formation.
Dozens of plum blossom darts intertwined and shuttled in the air, coordinating with each other and shooting towards Wei Erkang from various angles.
Wei Erkang tried to use his shield to block again, only to realize he was in a desperate situation. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
The plum blossom darts attacked from all directions; he could defend his left but not his right. A dart struck his arm first with a ’puff’ sound, embedding itself deeply in his flesh, and blood gushed out instantly, staining his sleeve red.
Immediately afterward, several more plum blossom darts hit his legs, causing his knees to buckle, almost forcing him to kneel to the ground.
Yet Shan Zhi didn’t stop there. His eyes brimmed with an intense killing intent, his hands danced like phantoms, and more plum blossom darts rained down upon Wei Erkang. Among them, a dart shot straight for Wei Erkang’s throat, his eyes widened in terror, trying to evade but it was too late.
The plum blossom dart pierced through his throat in an instant, and blood spouted out like a fountain, his throat emitted a gurgling sound, his hands instinctively clutched at his throat but could not stop the blood from gushing out.
Soon after, more darts struck his chest and abdomen. Wei Erkang’s body was riddled with holes, blood soaking his entire body, like a blood-stained statue slowly collapsing to the ground. He lay there, convulsed a few times before breathing his last, the ground around him dyed a shocking red with his blood, forming a horrific pool of blood.
"Water Dragon" Jin Liufu dashed like a black lightning, his form flickering, akin to a sea dragon emerging from the ocean, he charged towards a Jiangnan Cao Bang Incense Hall Master with lightning speed.
He displayed his unique technique, the "Eight Trigrams Body Traveling Technique," with his aura circulating around, melding into the airflow around him, his movements as agile as a ghost.
Weaving through the crowd with ease, everyone only saw a black shadow sweep past like a swift wind, before they could react he had already reached an Incense Hall Master.
The Eight Trigrams Golden Saber in Jin Liufu’s hand glinted with a chilling cold light, like the claws of a dragon, with a penetrating coldness, stabbing straight towards the opponent’s chest. The Hall Master was scared out of his wits at this scene, his face drained of color, eyes bulging like bronze bells.
In a rush, he raised his long saber to block, his movements frantic yet carrying a desperate determination.
Seeing this, Jin Liufu gently twisted his wrist, his saber maneuvered like a nimble Spiritual Snake, cleverly sidestepping the block, stabbing the Hall Master’s arm from a tricky angle.
As the saber pierced the skin, it emitted a muffled ’puff’ sound, the sound of sharp steel slicing through flesh, bone-chilling.
The Hall Master let out a wretched scream, a cry so shrill and painful that it echoed between heaven and earth. Blood gushed like a spring from his arm, instantly staining his sleeve red, causing him to drop his saber powerlessly with a clattering sound.
Yet Jin Liufu didn’t stop there, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and while the Hall Master was injured and unsteady, he swept the Eight Trigrams Golden Saber horizontally with fierce power and speed. With a cracking sound, it sliced through like chopping rotten wood, cutting the Hall Master in half at the waist.
The top and bottom halves of the Hall Master separated immediately, entrails spilled everywhere, blood gushed like a fountain from the severed sections, splattering across the surrounding ground forming a shocking pool of blood.
His upper body retained an expression of terror as it slowly fell, the scene utterly gruesome.
"Barrel" Lu Dechu, with a corpulent figure like a towering small mountain, exuded a sense of grandeur and authority.
However, surprisingly nimble, he employed the "Rolling Stone Technique," instantly curling himself up, transforming into a massive rolling boulder, hurtling with overwhelming force towards another Incense Hall Master.
Rolling at great speed, the ground indented deeply wherever he passed, as if plowed.
The Hall Master barely had time to avoid, only seeing a black shadow rapidly approaching, and before he could react, he was struck by Lu Dechu, sent flying. His body traced an arc in the air, like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground with a thud.
The Hall Master spat a mouthful of blood, the bloody foam splattering, his body twitched a few times before falling silent, eyes wide open in death.
"Bamboo Pole" Jiang Huotian, wielding a long pole, was like a green phantom, executing the "Bamboo Shade Sweeping Leaf Technique." The pole in his hands stirred forcefully, whistling in the wind with a fierce momentum, like a green barrier sweeping towards yet another Incense Hall Master.
The Hall Master, seeing the unfavorable situation, hastily leapt to evade, his movements as nimble as a startled rabbit.
Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Huotian thrust one end of the pole towards the opponent’s abdomen, with tremendous force likened to an arrow leaving the bowstring, it would surely pierce through if hit. The Hall Master, unable to borrow strength in mid-air, could only frantically use his weapon to block.
The moment the pole collided with the weapon, a thunderous crash resounded, echoing loudly across the air.
The Hall Master felt a numbing pain in his arm from the shock, the tiger’s mouth cracked, blood trickling down his arm. His body wobbled in mid-air, barely managing to stabilize himself. However, just at that instant, Shan Zhi’s plum blossom darts rained down.
The Hall Master, unable to dodge, was hit in multiple places by the darts, turning into a human pincushion.
He let out a pitiful scream, collapsing to the ground with a thud, blood pooling beneath him as he died on the spot.
"Centipede" Gongsun Ren hid in a concealed corner, like a venomous spider lurking in the darkness.
His hands moved swiftly, employing his hidden weapon skills.
The poison needles in his hands shot towards the Jiangnan Cao Bang members like fine rain, small and extremely fast, their weak yet deadly cold light glinting in the sunlight. Seeing this, the Cao Bang disciples panicked and scrambled to dodge, throwing their formation into chaos with the scene turning chaotic.
Some disciples, unable to avoid in time, were hit by the poison needles, their faces instantly turning black, foaming at the mouth, collapsing to the ground in agony, bodies twisting into bizarre shapes, emitting miserable cries.
Gongsun Ren’s technique was skillful like a master craftsman, constantly changing angles and directions, his poison needles like a dense rain, making it hard for the Cao Bang members to defend.
His eyes were cold, each poison needle shot was like sentencing someone to death.
"Cyan-faced Beast" Yang Feng, wielding a large saber, stood like an imposing iron tower on the battlefield, exuding a powerful aura intimidating to behold. He wielded the "Mountain-Cracking Saber Technique," the saber light dazzling, imposing like surging waves.
Each saber strike carried the force of mountain-splitting rock-breaking, seemingly capable of cleaving an entire mountain peak.
He let out furious roars, echoing like thunder across the battlefield, the sound deafeningly painful to the ears.
Rushing into the Jiangnan Cao Bang disciples, none could withstand his onslaught.
With each swing of the saber, blood splattered everywhere, and the cries of defeated disciples filled the air.
Some disciples were severed at the arm by a single slash, the severed limb with blood flying out, tracing a bloody line in the air; some were cut at the legs, collapsing to the ground, clutching their severed limb in agony, their cries heartrendingly searing the heart.
Yang Feng rampaged over the battlefield like a relentless killing machine, leaving devastation in his wake.
Shi Feiyang stood at a height, overlooking the scene of chaos below, feeling his fury blaze fiercely, like a raging fire ready to consume the heavens and earth.
He unleashed a mighty shout, his voice like thunder, reverberating over Huqiu Sword Pool, the surrounding air trembling at his words. "Today we shall obliterate the Jiangnan Cao Bang, all their houses and properties will belong to the Heroic Sakura Association, slaughter them all!"
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