King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 246 - 129: Malicious Schemes Unveiled—Zhong Renwang’s Sinister Calculations, Xie Zhichuan’s Vicious Plot, Liu Tingting’s Urgent Pursuit of the Auspicious Beast

Their Wolf Fang Clubs were thick and sharp, glistening with a cold gleam under the sunlight, sending chills down one’s spine.

Village Chief Wang Jianxin of Yinma Stronghold stood over eight feet tall, with a broad back and a bear-like waist, his face covered in fierce flesh. A long scar ran across his forehead to the corner of his mouth, adding a few more menacing touches to his already hostile face.

He suddenly let out a thunderous shout, his voice booming like a great bell, and then leaped high into the air. The large saber in his hand brought with it a whining wind as it sliced straight toward Shi Feiyang’s head. This move, "Power Cleaves Mount Hua," fully displayed his ferocious momentum.

As he slashed with all his might, he roared angrily, "Shi Feiyang, today is your death day!"

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind rose, intertwining with his roar, adding an even more terrifying atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Zhao Batian, the Gang Leader of the Wolf Fang Gang, was slim yet exuded a shrewd and ruthless aura.

His eyes flashed with a sinister light as he brandished the Wolf Fang Club, casting shadow upon shadow as he swept towards Yili.

The move "Wild Dance of Wolf Fangs" aimed to force Yili into a desperate situation. He kept shouting, "Little girl, surrender obediently, and you can still keep your whole body!" The surrounding trees shook violently in the fierce wind, leaves crazily moving as if trembling in this tense and fierce battle.

The second-in-command of Yinma Stronghold, Liu Mazi, whose face was covered with pockmarks, had those pockmarks seemingly jumping when he laughed, making him appear extraordinarily eerie.

He wielded Dual Blades, charging left and right among the enemy, shouting, "Brothers, kill them for me, kill them, and you’ll be handsomely rewarded!"

Every slash carried a fierce energy, aiming straight for the enemy’s vital points.

At this moment, fallen leaves on the ground were swept up by the fierce wind, swirling beside him, adding a ghostly aura to his wild state.

The third-in-command of the Wolf Fang Gang, Sun Tu, with a bald head reflecting blinding light under the sun, had a gold earring dangling from his ear.

With his movements, it swayed with grace. He swung the Wolf Fang Club, focusing on attacking the enemy’s lower body while cursing, "Damn it, all of you fall down!" The wind howled, and his clothing rustled loudly, making him seem even more ferocious.

In the distant mountain hollow, Liu Tingting led the Cultivation Race, hiding among them. They wore clothes that blended perfectly with the mountains and forests, silently observing the battle.

Liu Tingting held a cold smile at the corner of her mouth, secretly contemplating: When Shi Feiyang fights these bandits to mutual destruction, I will strike, kill Shi Feiyang, and seize his Vermilion Bird and White Tiger, the two Auspicious Beasts.

The mist among the mountains continuously changed under the influence of the wind, seemingly foreshadowing the unpredictable nature of this battle.

As the fierce combat unfolded, Shi Feiyang unleashed the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique. The powerful force distorted the surrounding air, and trees swayed violently.

Liu Tingting’s cold smile gradually froze, a hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes; she thought to herself: Shi Feiyang’s martial arts are surprisingly formidable. It seems I underestimated him. At this moment, a flash of lightning tore through the gloomy sky, illuminating Shi Feiyang’s powerful figure, giving Liu Tingting’s heart a jolt.

The members of the Cultivation Race also showed signs of shock.

A cultivator couldn’t help but lowly exclaim, "Such power, rare in this world!"

Their previously stern faces were now filled with shock as they murmured among themselves, their language full of admiration for Shi Feiyang.

At this moment, the rolling thunder roared across the sky, as if even the heavens were amazed at Shi Feiyang’s strength.

Amidst the battle, Shi Feiyang constantly watched over Yili, Gong Simeng, and Lin Wanqing’s safety. His concern greatly bolstered the courage of the three ladies.

Witnessing this, Liu Tingting’s heart was filled with complex emotions, containing both fear of Shi Feiyang’s strength and a bit of envy for his loyalty and character.

She bit her lower lip hard, her hands subconsciously clenching, her plans began to waver, pondering: If I rashly act, can I really defeat such a powerful and loyal Shi Feiyang?

Then, a bean-sized raindrop fell on Liu Tingting’s face, as if knocking on her hesitant heart.

Seeing the relentless surge of enemies, Shi Feiyang’s intent to kill grew stronger. He took a deep breath, letting the Bright Jade Technique circulate to its fullest within him. A powerful force erupted from within, forming a massive vortex around him.

The swirling air currents pulled nearby enemies into it, making it impossible for them to escape. Moreover, fallen branches and dust on the ground were swept up by this force, forming a massive dust pillar that covered the sky.

Seizing the opportunity, Shi Feiyang drew the thin and light Myanmar Saber from his waist. His right hand naturally grasped the hilt with the fluidity of drifting clouds and flowing water, his fingers gripping tightly, as if merging with the saber. The blade shimmered with a chilling light, nearly transparent under the sunlight, like a lively willow leaf.

At this moment, the rain poured down harder, raindrops striking Shi Feiyang’s body, sliding down his resolute face, enhancing his sternness and majesty.

At this moment, a group of Yinma Stronghold henchmen converged on Shi Feiyang in a fan formation.

They coordinated seamlessly, wielding large blades in an attempt to trap Shi Feiyang in the center.