King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 175 - 117: Beneath the Sorrow of Love: Xie Zhichuan’s Despicable Schemes and the Jianghu Turmoil

She wielded the python whip and executed a move called "Water Curtain Heaven Flower," instantly forming a crystal-clear water curtain in front of her, which seemed to contain mysterious power. The flowing water waves emitted a slight "shh-shh" sound.

Gong Simeng tried to use it to block the enemy’s frenzied assault. The water curtain rippled under the attack of the bandits, each ripple representing her struggle to resist the enemy.

But alas, her power was limited, and she gradually felt overwhelmed amidst the furious onslaught of the numerous bandits.

Gong Simeng’s breathing was rapid and heavy, each breath like racing against Death. Her forehead was covered in beads of sweat, which slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the cave floor.

Just as Shi Feiyang and the others were locked in a fierce battle, Liu Tingting suddenly vanished from sight, without a trace.

Shi Feiyang’s heart jolted, secretly calling out that things were amiss. A foreboding premonition surged into his heart, realizing that the situation had become exceedingly dire.

At that moment, a deadly Sword Qi slashed from behind like lightning, piercing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Instinctively, Shi Feiyang turned to defend, but it happened so suddenly that he was still a step too late.

The Sword Qi, as sharp as a dagger, instantly cut his arm, and blood spurted out instantaneously with a "hiss," causing Shi Feiyang to inhale sharply, the pain making his body tremble slightly.

But in that instant, the blood from Shi Feiyang’s wound coagulated, the supreme bloodline gifted by the Sunflower Saintess within him playing a protective role.

Shi Feiyang glanced back and saw Liu Tingting, her gaze icy as if she had become a different person. In her hand was a treasure sword emitting a ghostly glow, one of the divine artifacts Shi Feiyang had found in the cave earlier.

The glow of the treasure sword flickered in the darkness, showcasing its mystery and danger.

Immediately, Liu Tingting brandished the "Gloom Death Sword," executing a move called "Cold Star Breaks the Moon." The swordsmanship was sharp, the sword shadows flickering, as radiant as cold stars yet carrying deadly threats. Each sword shadow seemed imbued with endless killing intent, swiftly thrusting towards Shi Feiyang’s vital points.

At this moment, the sword in Liu Tingting’s hand was a divine weapon, not an ordinary treasure sword, that no mortal could withstand.

At this critical moment, Gong Simeng suddenly bolted forward like lightning from an unknown direction, her gaze firm, eyes filled with determination and fearlessness, without hesitation stood in front of Shi Feiyang.

The sword edge stabbed into Gong Simeng’s chest with a "poof," the sound like a heavy hammer striking Shi Feiyang’s heart.

Blood quickly stained her clothes red, like a blooming red plum, adding a tragic beauty to the dark cave.

Gong Simeng’s body shivered slightly, a painful expression revealing on her face, but her gaze remained affectionately fixed on Shi Feiyang.

"Miss Gong!" Shi Feiyang’s eyes were about to burst, letting out a heart-wrenching cry, his voice full of grief and anger reverberating through the cave. The call seemed set to collapse the entire cave, venting his endless pain.

The divine dragon on the ring of Shi Feiyang’s left hand suddenly sprang forth, instantly snapping the sword in Liu Tingting’s hand, startling her to flee hastily.

Liu Tingting never dreamed that Shi Feiyang also possessed divine weaponry! She ran while muttering to herself, "Could it be Shi Feiyang is also cultivating immortality?"

Gong Simeng slowly fell, and Shi Feiyang hastily reached out to catch her, his movements gentle yet anxious, as if afraid to hurt her.

Blood trickled from Gong Simeng’s mouth, her breath weakly saying, "Brother Shi... I... I cannot let you get hurt..."

Shi Feiyang was filled with both anger and grief, as if pierced by ten thousand arrows.

His hands slightly trembled, looking at Gong Simeng’s increasingly pallid face, his heart was full of self-blame and regret.

He gently laid Gong Simeng down, quickly extracting the precious "Tianshan Snow Lotus Water" from his bosom. As the bottle opened, a faint fragrance permeated the air. He delicately applied the potion to Gong Simeng’s wound, a subtle "sizzling" sound emanating upon contact.

The blood that had been gushing forth gradually stopped, and Shi Feiyang exhaled slightly with relief, though he knew Gong Simeng’s injuries were still severe.

Next, he sequentially retrieved the Shaolin "Lesser Returning Pill," Wudang’s "Soul Reviving Pill," Kunlun’s "Gathering Essence Pill," and Emei’s "Heart-Protecting Pill," all miraculous healing medications from major righteous sects, each gleaming with mysterious luster and brimming with vitality. One by one, he fed them to Gong Simeng, his eyes filled with anticipation and worry, hoping these pills would work miracles and save Gong Simeng’s life.

After administering the pills, Shi Feiyang looked at Gong Simeng’s face as pale as paper, anxiety consuming him as if he were an ant on a hot pan.

He silently prayed in his heart, hoping for heaven’s protection for Gong Simeng’s safety. Without hesitation, he took a deep breath, gathering his Inner Strength at his feet, his True Qi surging like a roaring tide, emitting a "buzzing" sound.

He picked up Gong Simeng, his figure flickering like a black lightning bolt, darting out of the deep cave.

Outside the cave, he found the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger guarding the entrance, their expressions grave, eyes full of worry. He entrusted Gong Simeng to them: "Make sure to take good care of Miss Gong. If anything happens to her, you’ll answer to me!" His voice was low and firm, commanding unquestionable authority.

The Vermilion Bird and White Tiger exchanged glances, a determined look in their eyes, solemnly nodding in agreement, making a life-and-death promise to Shi Feiyang.

With a resolute gaze, Shi Feiyang unhesitatingly turned and leapt once more into the deep abyss of the cave.