King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 712 223: Lan Xiaodie Strikes: Repaying Kindness or Prelude to Revenge? (Part 3)



Chapter 712 223: Lan Xiaodie Strikes: Repaying Kindness or Prelude to Revenge? (Part 3)

Shi Feiyang casually tossed aside the shattered skull, his eyes showing no fear, still steadfastly gazing at the enemy ahead.

Dugu yan, seeing this, held the long sword, its blade glinting like a cold moon in the chilly night.

He executed the "Eight Famous Sword Styles," his figure agile and graceful, like a black phantom, displaying sword momentum of utmost sharpness.

Every thrust of his sword felt like a falling star, carrying a chilling, bone-piercing killing intent, leaving trails of cold light in the air.

Though his swordsmanship appeared graceful, it was secretly filled with lethal potential, the sword shadows weaving into an impermeable web of death, enveloping Shi Feiyang. Hatred brimmed in his eyes, with every strike driven by his deep resentment towards Shi Feiyang, aiming to stab him to death with one blow to fulfill his vendetta.

Xie Zhichuan, as the Young Manor Master of Divine Sword Manor, also brought out the full potential of the "Thirteen Life-taking Swords."

The long sword in his hand resembled a silver lightning bolt, swiftly darting through the air, cutting dazzling arcs that dazzled the eye.

His swordsmanship was extremely ruthless, each strike targeting Shi Feiyang's vital points, every move deadly.

His face was filled with anger and resolve.

As he attacked, he shouted angrily, "Shi Feiyang, today is your death day! I will avenge my father!"

The jade-colored radiance around Shi Feiyang grew ever brighter, with a powerful and mysterious aura emanating from it. He held the Celestial Frost Blade, its blade releasing an intense chill that froze the surrounding air.

He wielded the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique," each slash carrying the momentum as if mountains were collapsing and seas overturning.

Simultaneously, his left hand executed the "Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique," the golden light from his palm resembling the sharp claws of a divine dragon, shining brightly.

The tavern instantly descended into chaos, with shouts and the clash of weapons intertwining, deafening to the ears.

Tables and chairs were flipped over, wine spilled everywhere, mingling with blood, releasing a nauseating stench.

The bloody scent permeated the entire space, almost suffocating.

The ground was already covered with wounded individuals, blood gushing forth, staining the ground dark red, resembling a sea of blood.

Dust from the rafters fell, trembling in sympathy with the brutal bloodshed, bearing witness to this fierce life-and-death battle.

At this moment, Ding Hong swung his iron rod once again, attacking Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, rapidly extending his left hand, deploying the "Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique."

His palm instantly caught Ding Hong's iron rod, his five fingers gripping tightly like steel clamps.

Ding Hong felt a powerful force emanating, rendering him unable to move the iron rod at all.

Shi Feiyang shouted loudly, twisting his arm forcefully, and with a "crack," the iron rod was instantly snapped, breaking in half.

Ding Hong's eyes widened in horror, and before he could react, Shi Feiyang's Celestial Frost Blade had already swung towards him. Ding Hong hurriedly sidestepped to dodge, but was still wounded by the blade's light, staining his clothes with fresh blood.

Zhong Renwang, seeing this, unleashed both palms, executing the move "Dragon Battles in the Wilderness" from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Two golden dragons roared from his palms, rushing towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang's figure flickered, dodging the dragons' attack, simultaneously quickly extending his left hand, instantly grabbing Zhong Renwang's right palm. Zhong Renwang felt a surge of pain in his hand, wanting to escape but unable to break free.

Shi Feiyang's five fingers clenched forcefully, and with several "crack" sounds, Zhong Renwang's palm bones were instantly crushed, eliciting a scream. His body wobbled a few times. Seizing the opportunity, Shi Feiyang kicked Zhong Renwang's chest, sending him flying backward, crashing into several tables and chairs, and landing heavily on the ground.

During Shi Feiyang's engagement with Zhong Renwang, Dugu yan's long sword, like a beam of cold light, aimed at Shi Feiyang's back.

Shi Feiyang perceived the attack from behind, swiftly spinning his body, his left hand executing the "Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique," swiftly grabbing Dugu yan's long sword.

Dugu yan tried to yank the sword back but found it tightly gripped by Shi Feiyang, unable to be pulled out.

Shi Feiyang sneered, squeezing forcefully with his hand, and with a creaking sound, the long sword was cracked, lines of fissures appearing on the blade.

Dugu yan turned pale with shock, attempting to retreat, but was kicked in the chest by Shi Feiyang, his body flying backward, slamming into the wall heavily while spitting a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Dugu yan injured, Xie Zhichuan grew even angrier, his long sword swiftly maneuvering, deploying the killer move "God-slaying Buddha Destruction" from the "Thirteen Life-taking Swords." A dazzling sword light stabbed towards Shi Feiyang, whose eyes turned cold, quickly swinging the Celestial Frost Blade to block Xie Zhichuan's attack.

At the same time, his left hand executed the "Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique," swiftly extending his palm to grab Xie Zhichuan's left ear.

Xie Zhichuan felt intense pain in his ear, wanting to break free but tightly held by Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang tugged forcefully.

"Ah!" Xie Zhichuan let out a dreadful scream, his left ear torn off, blood gushing, staining half of his face red.

Holding his ear, he retreated frantically, his eyes filled with fear and rage.

Some Jinyi Guards, eager for credit, wielded the Brocade Spring Saber from the side, attacking Lu Hongye, Yang Xue'Er, Shi Xiong, and Shi Feiyang.

In the face of these surging attacks, Yang Xue'Er was fearless, performing the "Qingfeng Swordsmanship," her figure nimble, like a lotus blooming in the wind. Her swordsmanship was lively and graceful, with seamless sword moves, each carrying a refreshing aura yet skillfully defusing the enemy's attacks. Her gaze held determination, steadfastly protecting herself and those around her amid the fierce battle.


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