King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 393 - 156: Dragon’s Shadow Unleashed: The Chronicles of Shi Feiyang’s Campaign Against the Raiders

With a fierce swipe, "whoosh" — a beam of cold light, infused with endless murderous intent and icy chill, swept through the air, moving as fast as lightning. As it passed, the air was sliced by the blade, leaving a visible distorted trace.

Jingkou Qianqin had no time to react, only feeling a bone-chilling cold instantly invading his body.

Immediately after, a heart-wrenching pain radiated from his arm.

With a "crack," his arm, as if encapsulated in millennia-old ice and struck by a heavy hammer, shattered instantly. The severed arm flew away with warm blood, carving an alarming bloodline through the air.

This scene was like a terrifying nightmare, causing every onlooking Japanese pirate to tremble with fear, the chill surging from their feet to their heads.

Jingkou Qianqin let out an utterly agonizing scream, sharp and despairing, seemingly capable of tearing through the night sky’s curtain, echoing across the battlefield endlessly. The Japanese Saber clattered to the ground as he collapsed powerlessly, eyes filled with terror and pleading.

Shi Feiyang faced this sinful enemy without a shred of mercy or hesitation.

Taking advantage of the extreme chill radiated by the Bright Jade Technique enshrouding his enemy, he suddenly stood, his clothes flapping in the fierce wind, letting out an earth-shattering shout: "Today is your death day!"

This shout exploded like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble with it. He raised the Myanmar Saber high; its blade covered in a thin sheet of ice, glimmering coldly, imbued with immense power, fiercely slicing toward Jingkou Qianqin.

The momentum seemed to split the entire night sky, decisively severing all the world’s evil.

As this sharp blade descended, Jingkou Qianqin’s head separated from his body instantly, thudding heavily to the ground. Blood gushed forth like a furious fountain, staining the frost-covered land around with crimson, forming a grim and brutal scene.

The bright red blood quickly congealed on the icy ground, resembling blooming blood-red plum blossoms.

Farmer Yamada, Jingteng Tairou, Aoki Fumie, and other bandits witnessed this scene, filled with panic in their hearts.

They only saw Shi Feiyang as if emerging from the depths of Hell, exuding an aura that chilled to the bone.

All they wanted was to flee this death-laden scene as quickly as possible. Their legs trembled uncontrollably as they turned to run.

How could Shi Feiyang allow these wicked pirates to escape? His eyes widened in fury, seemingly spitting fire, and he shouted, "Thinking of escaping? Today, not one of you will leave alive!" His voice resonated like a tolling bell across the battlefield, chilling the escaping pirates to their spines.

Before the words were finished, Shi Feiyang’s foot lightly touched the ground, his whole being becoming a streak of black lightning, rushing at Farmer Yamada, infused with the bone-chilling chill of the Bright Jade Technique. The Myanmar Saber in his hand drew an arc through the air, "whoosh" — the sound of a blade roaring with icy power, leaving deep gashes in the frost-covered ground.

This strike aimed directly at Farmer Yamada’s waist, intending to slice him in two pieces.

In a fluster, Farmer Yamada raised his Japanese Saber to block, with a "clang" — sparks erupted like two meteors violently colliding in the night sky. He felt an overwhelming force crashing down, rendering his arms numb in an instant, nearly making him drop the Japanese Saber.

At the same time, the chill of Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique seeped into his body through the blade.

He felt as if his entire blood was freezing, his limbs stiffening.

Taking advantage of his unstable stance, Shi Feiyang twisted his wrist, altering the blade’s momentum abruptly, "whoosh" — the blade, carrying sharp cold and fierce force, swept across Farmer Yamada’s neck. Blood splattered as gurgling sounds came from his throat in a final struggle, then he slowly collapsed, his life quietly slipping away in the cold night wind, his body swiftly covered in frost.

Seeing this, Jingteng Tairou and Aoki Fumie turned pale as paper, fleeing in terror.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, his snort seemingly freezing the air, stepping with force to instantly appear behind Jingteng Tairou like a ghost.

Shi Feiyang raised the Myanmar Saber high, shouted furiously, unleashing all his rage and the cold power of the Bright Jade Technique, fiercely striking towards Jingteng Tairou’s back.

With a "crack," Jingteng Tairou’s back gaped open with a long, deep wound, flesh rolling, blood spurting out. The hot vapor turned to mist in the cold air instantly. He screamed, fell forward, and after a brief convulsion, died, ending his sinful life.

His corpse was soon enshrouded by the chill of the Bright Jade Technique, gradually stiffening.

Shi Feiyang gripped the Myanmar Saber tightly, eyes like torches, turning to fix his gaze on Aoki Fumie.

At that moment, Aoki Fumie was already cowering on the ground in fright, body trembling uncontrollably, seemingly void of all strength.

Shi Feiyang approached step by step, each step firm and powerful, the footsteps "thud" — sounding like the heavy steps of the Death God, foretelling the imminent end. As he neared, the surrounding temperature plummeted sharply, frost creeping across the ground, crawling towards Aoki Fumie.

Standing before Aoki Fumie, Shi Feiyang’s eyes showed deep revulsion and unwavering determination.

Without a hint of hesitation, he plunged the Myanmar Saber he held into Aoki Fumie’s chest with force.