King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 687 218: Cleaving Through the Drinking Horse Association, Fierce Battle with the Nine Poison Sect

Upon seeing this, the other bandits, like a pack of hungry wolves sighting their prey, charged at her with bloodshot eyes. They roared fiercely, brandishing their weapons that glinted coldly, attempting to put Yili to death.

Yili found herself amidst the bandits, yet she moved as if taking a leisurely stroll. Her swordsmanship was exquisite, each strike perfectly executed, showcasing the elegance of a prestigious lineage. Her brows turned sharply, her eyes filled with cold fury, as she shifted her stance and demonstrated her signature skill, "Mist Lock Phantom Form".

In an instant, centered around Yili, a thick white mist rapidly spread, reminiscent of dense morning fog in the mountains, enveloping the entire valley.

The bandits found their vision clouded by the whiteness before them, unable to see their own hands much less Yili's figure.

They frantically waved their weapons, attempting to fend off attacks coming from undiscernible directions. In their panic, the bandits collided with one another, creating chaos, with some even accidentally injuring their comrades.

Seizing this opportunity, Yili flitted ghost-like among the bandits, her long sword glinting coldly, each thrust hitting vital points.

Every thrust drew a scream of agony from a bandit, who would clutch his wound and collapse, as blood rapidly spread across the ground, staining it a dark crimson.

But the bandits were numerous, surging like tides, wave after wave.

Although Yili's martial arts were formidable and her inner strength profound, she gradually began to feel overwhelmed.

Her forehead was beaded with fine sweat, and her breathing became rapid. At this moment, she astutely sensed various traps laid throughout the valley, where a slight slip could lead to a place of no return.

While skillfully evading the bandits' attacks, Yili's eyes scanned keenly, carefully observing her surroundings. She discovered an intricate link between the traps and several large boulders in the valley.

Mentally calculating, Yili waited for the right moment, then took a deep breath, marshaled all her inner strength, and with a delicate cry, unleashed a move called "Clouds Parting to Reveal the Sun." Her sword in hand shone brightly, the powerful sword qi like lightning, striking fiercely at the boulders.

Sword qi cut through the air, producing sharp whistles.

The powerful sword qi caused the boulders to tremble violently, collapsing with a thunderous crash.

This crash, like thunder exploding upon the flat ground, echoed continuously throughout the valley. As the boulders fell, it triggered a chain reaction in the traps, resulting in a series of creaking sounds as some of the traps were successfully dismantled.

Taking advantage of the trap disarray, Yili performed the advanced technique "Flying Clouds Chasing the Moon."

Her figure, light as clouds, tapped the ground with her toes, instantly breaking through the encirclement of the bandits, heading out of the valley.

The bandits, not willing to let her go, attempted to pursue her but were blocked by the fallen boulders and the chaotic traps. They could only watch her leave with frustrated roars.

Yili finally escaped the predicament and realized she was at the headquarters of the Northwest Drinking Horse Association. As she exited the valley entrance, the association's Grand Squad Leader Li Yueqing, Vice Squad Leader Ma Qibin, Elder Wu Shun, and Elder Wu Chengwei were returning after their villainous activities.

Seeing Yili covered in blood yet still upright, with unyielding determination in her eyes, they immediately sensed something was amiss.

Li Yueqing's face darkened, and with a cold snort, he ordered the bandits of the Drinking Horse Association to surround Yili.

Just then, a sound of breaking wind came from the sky, as if a shooting star streaked across it.

Everyone looked towards the sound to see Shi Feiyang employing his "Thousand Miles Without a Trace" supreme lightness technique, descending from the sky like a War God.

His expression was stern, his gaze filled with determination, as if he could see through all the plots of the world.

His stance was agile, his clothes fluttering, exuding a powerful aura that intimidated those who looked upon him.

Shi Feiyang invoked the Bright Jade Technique, circulating the endless inner strength within his body, making it seem as if he was enveloped in a soft jade-colored glow, his skin like jade, impervious to weapons.

In his hand, he tightly gripped the Celestial Frost Blade, its blade shimmering with cold light, emanating a chilling aura.

The moment Shi Feiyang landed, his gaze swept through the crowd. Seeing Yili unharmed, he felt slightly relieved, but at the sight of the surrounding bandits, his eyes sharpened like an eagle.

The Celestial Frost Blade in his hand slashed out a fierce arc as he executed the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique."

He let out a loud shout, his voice like a great bell, resonating throughout the valley. The Celestial Frost Blade, with immense force, cleaved downward, like an ice waterfall falling from the sky, producing a piercing sound as it cut through the air.

The bandits felt a piercing chill strike them, and before they could react, they were cleaved in two by the slash, blood splattering on the spot.

While cutting down the foes with his saber, Shi Feiyang moved closer to Yili, determined to protect her at all costs.

Seeing Shi Feiyang arrive, a warm surge filled Yili's heart, her eyes brightened. Without hesitation, she drew her sword, engaging in fierce battle with Li Yueqing, Ma Qibin, Wu Shun, and Wu Chengwei, the experts of the Nether Sword Sect.

Li Yueqing, wielding his long sword, launched a vicious stab towards Yili's throat. Yili deftly dodged the fierce strike, executing a move "Cloud Rolling Scattered Flowers" from the Cloud Mist Swordsmanship, her long sword moving as fluidly as flowing clouds and water.

Li Yueqing only saw a flash of cold light before his eyes, hurriedly raising his sword to block. With a "clang," the two swords clashed, sending a shower of sparks.