King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 691 219: Daring Rescue in the Capital, Peril Among Heroes of the Xiongying Society (Part 2)

Their circulation of qi and blood was sluggish, and the True Qi within their bodies was like the reverse flow of a river, chaotic and disorderly.

Their limbs also became stiff and inflexible, making every step extraordinarily difficult.

The other disciples of the Nine Poison Sect were even more vulnerable, in this fierce cold wind, like rootless duckweed, unable to stand steadily and crashing to the ground. They lay in the snow, bodies rigid, mouths emitting painful groans, shivering in the cold wind, their faces full of despair. Shi Feiyang emanated a dense jade-colored glow all around him, strikingly radiant amidst the ice and snow.

He held the Celestial Frost Blade tightly in his hand, its blade flashing cold light, spreading chill in all directions.

At this moment, he executed the lethal move "Heaven and Earth in Unity" from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique.

Only seeing his figure rise like a War God, raising the Celestial Frost Blade high in hand, bringing down a mighty strike from top to bottom. This slash seemed to cut the heavens and earth apart, the air ripped apart with sharp noise where the blade passed.

The Sect Leader "Poisonous Spider Technique," Wu Pi, looked fearfully at that fierce blade light, wanting to evade, but found his body completely unresponsive. His eyes widened, filled with fear and despair, watching helplessly as the blade light approached.

With a "clack," the Celestial Frost Blade struck Wu Pi heavily, chopping him from shoulder to two halves, blood spurted out like a fountain, staining the surrounding snow.

Wu Jian and Wutun were shocked witnessing this, wanting to flee but were bound by the icy cold, unable to move.

Shi Feiyang's figure flickered like a beam of light, arriving before them.

He swung the Celestial Frost Blade in hand, cold light flashing, stabbing at Wu Jian and Wutun respectively.

Wu Jian attempted to raise his sword to block but was numb in the arm due to Shi Feiyang's powerful Inner Strength, causing the Long Sword to slip from his hand.

The Celestial Frost Blade instantly pierced his chest, Wu Jian screamed miserably, falling into a pool of blood.

Wutun also didn't escape fate, Shi Feiyang kicked away the weapon in his hand, the Celestial Frost Blade sliced across his neck, Wutun's head flew high, blood spurted forth, the gore extremely shocking.

And then, Shi Feiyang locked his gaze on Wu Jian.

Wu Jian fell to the ground in fright, his face white as paper, repeatedly begging for mercy.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, the Celestial Frost Blade in his hand mercilessly stabbed toward Wu Jian.

Wu Jian screamed, his body twitched a few times, and then lay lifeless. Amidst the thick snow, the bodies of Nine Poison Sect disciples lay scattered, blood and white snow intermingled, a shocking scene.

Yili descended gracefully, like a falling snowflake, fluttering downward.

Her eyes were full of deep affection in this icy world, the gaze akin to spring sunlight, warm and intense.

After landing, without hesitation, she ran toward Shi Feiyang with open arms, tightly embracing him.

At this moment, the cold wind around seemed to halt, time seemingly frozen.

Yili buried her head in Shi Feiyang's chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, softly saying, "Husband, things are urgent in the Capital City, hurry to rescue them. I have many ties with the Nine Poison Sect, now their Sect Leader is dead, and they are leaderless, the Nine Poison Sect is no match for the Hengshan Sect and Xuankong Temple, I doubt they dare attack again. Go freely, I will take care of myself."

Shi Feiyang gently caressed Yili's beautiful hair, feeling the silky smoothness from his fingertips, he lowered his head slightly, planting a gentle kiss on Yili's forehead, the kiss full of countless sentiments, containing reluctance, concern, and deep love for Yili.

He raised his head, gently gazing into Yili's eyes, instructing, "Dear, be careful. The Jianghu is perilous, you are alone, don't be careless."

Yili nodded slightly, her eyes flickering with tears, but she held them back from falling, looking back at Shi Feiyang, her gaze full of determination and reluctance. Shi Feiyang released Yili, took a deep look at her once more, then turned and walked away with decisive steps.

Yili quietly stood in the snow, snowflakes gently falling on her shoulders, turning her hair white.

She watched Shi Feiyang's silhouette gradually recede, in the vast flying snow, the figure blurred, disappearing from sight.

She stood quietly, unwilling to leave for a long time.

And Shi Feiyang walked several miles, making sure Yili could no longer see his figure, then took a deep breath, invoking the Supreme Lightness Technique "Leave No Trails for a Thousand Miles." His figure flickered like a beam of white light cutting across the sky, instantly disappearing into the vast world.

Mid-spring still saw the Capital City wrapped in the lingering power of winter, the biting cold wind cut through the streets and alleys like a knife.

But this did not deter the bustling grandeur of the Capital, instead adding a unique charm.

The streets and lanes thronged with people, lively and bustling.

The square streets resembled orderly checkerboards, avenues broad and flat, roads paved with cobblestones gleamed coldly in the wind. Street-side shops lined with signboards aplenty, dazzling array, voices shouting and laughing woven together, composing a rhapsody of a bustling city. The majestic Imperial Palace stood central, like an imposing beast, towering grandly.

The vermilion palace walls soared into the clouds, glazed tiles gleamed golden under the dim sunlight, showcasing the Royal Family's nobility and majesty.

Every eave and corner of the palace, every sculpted window and door, meticulously crafted to perfection, displaying the Royal glitz and grandeur.