Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 153 Lin Wanqing: A gentle figure hides great ambitions, and the Japanese pirates are killed by the sword

Lin Wanqing's figure was as light as a ghost, and she cleverly avoided the fierce attack of the meteor hammer.

Then, she flicked her wrist lightly, and the long sword drew an elegant arc in the air, performing a move from the "Eternal Sword Technique" called "Rainbow Piercing the Sun". The sword's force was like a gorgeous rainbow, piercing Feng Yuanji's chest.

This sword technique is as gorgeous as a rainbow, full of poetry and great power.

Feng Yuanji hurriedly used the meteor hammer to block, and with a loud "clang" and sparks flying, Lin Wanqing's sword was successfully blocked by the meteor hammer. This block demonstrated Feng Yuanji's quick reaction and powerful strength. He was like an indestructible mountain, holding his ground.

Feng Yuanli held a long spear that gleamed with cold light.

He shouted loudly, thrust his spear forward, and used the "Poison Dragon Drill" technique. The spear was like a poisonous dragon, stabbing towards Lin Wanqing swiftly.

This shooting technique is like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, swift, deadly and full of aggressiveness.

Lin Wanqing cried out tenderly, her sword dancing swiftly as she unleashed a move from her "Eternal Life Sword Technique," "Flying Clouds." The shadows of her sword, like a swirling cloud, entangled Feng Yuanli's spear. This sword technique, like swirling clouds, was unpredictable and difficult to grasp.

The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in. Every attack and defense was full of power and skill. The sound of weapons clashing was one after another, and the fighting scene was extremely fierce.

Lin Wanqing was agile and had exquisite swordsmanship, and she brought the power of the "Eternal Sword Technique" to its fullest extent; and Feng Yuanji, Feng Yuanli and Feng Yuanyang were by no means ordinary people. They cooperated with each other tacitly and their moves were fierce, and they fought with Lin Wanqing to a standstill.

Lin Wanqing was fighting fiercely with Feng Yuanji, Feng Yuanli and Feng Yuanyang.

Her figure was agile, the sword shadows were flying, and the long sword in her hand seemed to have life, shining with a different light on this bloody battlefield.

Facing Feng Yuanyang's "mountain-splitting and rock-splitting" attack again, Lin Wanqing's beautiful eyes widened, her eyebrows raised, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

She tapped the ground with her toes, and her body floated up like catkins, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

At the same time, she shook the long sword in her hand violently, unleashing an extremely sharp move from the "Eternal Sword Technique" - "Sword Rain and Flying Flowers".

In an instant, countless sword shadows like colorful petals shot out from the long sword in Lin Wanqing's hand, with a sharp whistling sound, stabbing towards Feng Yuanyang swiftly. Feng Yuanyang's face suddenly changed when he saw this, and he wanted to dodge but it was too late.

He subconsciously swung his sword to resist, and heard a series of dense "clang clang clang" sounds, like a series of rapid drum beats.

But Lin Wanqing's "Sword Rain and Flying Flowers" move was too powerful. Feng Yuanyang's broadsword was pierced through like paper by the sharp sword shadows. Several sword energies pierced his body, splashing blood. Feng Yuanyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily, already dead.

After dealing with Feng Yuanyang, Lin Wanqing turned around and faced Feng Yuanji and Feng Yuanli without any pause.

At this moment, her hair fluttered in the wind and her face was stained with blood, but it could not conceal her fierce aura, like a Shura flower blooming on the battlefield.

Feng Yuanji and Feng Yuanli exchanged glances, a flicker of fear in their eyes. However, as vice-masters of the Xuanwu Hall, they gritted their teeth and swung their weapons again to attack. Feng Yuanji wielded his meteor hammers, unleashing his unique skill, "Meteor Chasing the Moon." With a whistling sound, his hammers flew like two streaking meteors, hurtling towards Lin Wanqing.

Feng Yuanli thrust out his spear, and the "Poison Dragon Drill" made the attack fierce. The tip of the spear flashed with cold light, and went straight for Lin Wanqing's vitals.

Lin Wanqing snorted lightly, and the long sword in her hand danced quickly, performing the ultimate killing move of the "Eternal Life Sword Technique" - "Reincarnation of Life and Death".

Her figure suddenly became blurred, and the long sword in her hand seemed to turn into a halo, wrapping her whole body in it.

The light wheel spins rapidly, emitting a dazzling light that is impossible to look directly at.

In this light, countless sword energies crisscrossed like countless sharp blades, madly strangling Feng Yuanji and Feng Yuanli.

Feng Yuanji and Feng Yuanli were filled with a white haze, unable to discern Lin Wanqing's moves. They frantically waved their weapons to block the blow. But it was all in vain. The sword energy instantly engulfed them. With two screams, Feng Yuanji and Feng Yuanli's bodies were sliced ​​into several pieces by the sword energy. A bloody mist filled the air, staining the ground red.

Lin Wanqing put away her sword and stood, her eyes coldly sweeping over the tragic scene before her, without a trace of pity in them.

Although she has a gentle temperament, she is extremely ruthless when facing these villains, and is in no way inferior to the naturally domineering Shi Feiyang.

While Shi Feiyang was on his way to intercept Feng Shao, he froze countless poisonous snakes and exuded a chilling aura.

His eyes were as sharp as torches as he stared at Feng Shao who was running away. He snorted coldly and drew his sword with a "swish".

The blade flashed with cold light, as if it was the blade of death from the Nine Nether Hell.

Shi Feiyang flashed like a black lightning and chased towards Feng Shao.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong was running to its extreme, and the air around him was distorted by his powerful true qi.

Under the scorching sun, due to the power of Ming Yu Gong, it gradually condensed into a bleak scene of the cold winter.

The once blazing sun in the sky was now obscured by a thick layer of dark clouds. A fierce wind howled, blowing the surrounding trees toppling over. A thick layer of frost quickly formed on the ground, and the grass and trees were instantly covered in frost, turning them withered and withered.

It seemed that in an instant, the whole world suddenly turned from the warm atmosphere of midsummer into the silence and depression of cold winter.

Feng Shao felt Shi Feiyang's relentless pursuit from behind him, and was horrified.

He realized that he was facing a critical moment of life and death.

As he fled, he performed the poisonous snake acupoint pressing technique, his hands dancing quickly, and strange finger shadows shot towards Shi Feiyang, as if they were poisonous snakes lurking in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

These finger shadows had a faint green glow and were obviously highly poisonous, enough to kill any creature that came into contact with them instantly.

Shi Feiyang's face was stern, he did not dodge or evade, the Mingyu Gong true energy in his body formed a huge vortex, sucking all the finger shadows into it, as if it was an unfathomable abyss, swallowing everything.

At the same time, Ming Yu Gong's bone-chilling ice spikes surged out from the blade in his hand, like sharp ice spikes, pointing directly at the acupuncture points all over Feng Shao's body, as if to completely extinguish the fire of his life.

Feng Shao felt a chill instantly spread throughout his body. His body became stiff and his movements slowed, as if he were frozen in the river of time. Seeing this, Shi Feiyang shouted loudly, raised his sword high, and performed the move "Heaven and Earth Live Together".

This move was extremely powerful, with powerful true energy surrounding the blade, as if it was going to cut the heaven and earth apart and reduce everything to nothingness.

As Shi Feiyang slashed down with his sword, Feng Shao had no way to dodge. His body was instantly cut into seventy-two pieces, and blood splattered on the spot, like a blooming red firework, brilliant but short-lived.

At this point, the Xuanwu Hall, which had plagued Liaodong for over thirty years, was completely annihilated thanks to the tireless efforts of Shi Feiyang, Lin Wanqing, and others, becoming a thing of the past. The Xiongying Society once again rose to prominence in Liaodong, gaining a worldwide reputation and becoming a force to be reckoned with in the martial arts world.

Afterwards, Shi Feiyang came to Guifeng Mountain.

He stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the towering peak, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the Shenlong Pagoda with awe in his heart.

He stood before the Shenlong Pagoda, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "Fairy Lark and Fairy Bi Yan'er, although the Xuanwu Hall has been destroyed, if the vast amount of treasure and weapons they left behind fell into the wrong hands, they would surely bring disaster to the world again. I beg the two fairies to lend a hand and transfer these supplies to the Shenlong Pagoda for safekeeping to prevent future trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dragon Pagoda emitted a dazzling light, and the two fairies, Lark and Bi Yaner, stepped out lightly.

They are dressed in colorful clothes and have beautiful faces. Their arrival makes the whole mountain full of vitality and vigor.

The two fairies exchanged a smile and then unleashed their magical powers. Rays of light emanated from their hands, covering the treasures and weapons hidden within the caves of the Xuanwu Hall. Enshrouded in light, these supplies slowly rose, as if lifted by invisible hands, and flew toward the Shenlong Pagoda, where they were safely stored, ensuring they would not fall into evil hands and endanger the mortal realm.

After moving Xuanwu Hall's supplies, Liu Dayou, Liu Guihua, Qin Yuanyao, Li Chenfeng, Xie Wen, and other heroes rushed to Guifeng Mountain and entered the Xuanwu Hall headquarters, which was littered with corpses. At this moment, the Xuanwu Hall headquarters was like a purgatory on earth, filled with the sickening smell of blood.

Corpses lay scattered across the ground, some with their heads severed, others with missing limbs. Blood had dyed the ground a crimson, making it feel as if one were immersed in a sea of ​​blood. Flies circled over the corpses, crawling recklessly and making an irritating buzzing sound.

The surrounding houses were in ruins, with bloodstains on the walls. The dark red bloodstains looked like claw marks from the devil, shocking to the eye.

A gentle breeze, carrying a hint of chill, stirred up dust and the smell of blood, sending chills down one's spine. The scene was eerie and terrifying. The heroes witnessed the horrific scene before them, a scene resembling a Shura field. The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood, the ground stained crimson with blood, corpses scattered everywhere, and severed limbs were everywhere.

Flies fluttered around the corpse, making a creepy buzzing sound.

Everyone's eyes turned to Shi Feiyang standing aside. His tall and straight figure was like a towering mountain, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Suddenly, sincere exclamations of praise rang out one after another.

"Master Shi, your heroic deeds are truly inspiring! You, alone, relied on your outstanding wisdom and extraordinary martial arts to destroy the Xuanwu Hall, which had been rampant in Liaodong for many years and committed countless crimes. You are truly a hero of our martial arts world and a true hero!" Li Chenfeng's face was full of excitement, and his voice was loud, as if a bell was echoing over a bloody battlefield, full of admiration and worship for Shi Feiyang.

Liu Dayou gently stroked his slightly graying beard, nodded frequently, and said with approval in his eyes, "Indeed, Chief Shi's decisive actions not only eradicated injustice in the world, but also added great glory to the righteous martial arts world. Such deeds will surely be widely circulated in the martial arts world in the future, becoming a legend and inspiring countless future generations."

Everyone agreed, one after another, and the voices of praise came like a tide, one after another.

Liu Guihua's eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were full of sadness and expectation, like a wounded deer.

She staggered forward, stretched out her hands, and held Shi Feiyang's hands tightly as if grasping the last hope.

Her voice trembled, filled with deep regret and pleading, she sobbed, "Husband, please let me come back to you, okay? I really know I was wrong. Looking back, when you were in the most difficult time and needed me the most, I chose to leave. I... my heart is filled with regret."

However, before he could finish his words, Lin Wanqing walked out from behind Shi Feiyang like a breeze.

Her eyes were firm and confident, revealing a sense of calmness.

Shi Feiyang gently held Liu Guihua's hands, which were broad and warm.

His movements were as gentle as the spring breeze, yet with a hint of unquestionable firmness, as he slowly separated Liu Guihua's hands.

Then, he gently embraced Lin Wanqing, gazed at her affectionately, his eyes full of love, and whispered: "Wanqing and I are already married. Let the past be the past."

When Liu Guihua heard this, it was as if she was struck by a bolt from the blue. Her body stiffened instantly and she seemed to have turned into a wooden sculpture or clay statue.

Tears flowed involuntarily, like beads with broken strings, flowing freely down my cheeks.

She looked at Shi Feiyang and Lin Wanqing hugging each other tightly, her heart filled with pain and regret. Her lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something, but she was choked by endless sadness and could no longer speak.

Lin Wanqing nestled in Shi Feiyang's arms, a smug smile on her face, as delicate and bright as a flower in full bloom in spring. Her gaze towards Shi Feiyang was filled with tenderness and boundless love, as if nothing else in the world existed but the man she loved. The disciples of the Xiongying Society quickly sprang into action, throwing themselves into the task of cleaning up the battlefield.

They had a clear division of labor and moved the bodies aside in an orderly manner, carefully cleaning the blood and debris on the ground with shovels.

For a moment, the sound of shovels rubbing against the ground and the breathing of people working were intertwined.

Amidst the bustle, Shi Feiyang walked steadily up to Liu Guihua. His expression was calm and gentle, his eyes devoid of any resentment or dissatisfaction. He said, "Guihua, the past is history. Now that the Xuanwu Hall has been destroyed, the situation on Guifeng Mountain is complex, and we need a capable leader. I appoint you as the leader of the Xiongying Association's Liaodong Guifeng Mountain branch."

After saying this, he turned and ordered his men to bring a list of 10,000 taels of silver and 30,000 dan of grain, solemnly handing it to Liu Guihua. He continued earnestly, "Use these for the construction of the branch and the livelihood of the brothers. I hope you can lead the Guifeng Mountain branch, contribute to the development of the Xiongying Society, contribute to the peace of the martial arts world, and work for the welfare of the people. Wanqing and I will definitely come to see you in the future."

Shi Feiyang's words showed both his trust in Liu Guihua and his expectations for her future.

Liu Guihua raised her head, her eyes filled with gratitude and mixed emotions, tears welling up in her eyes. With trembling hands, she took the list of silver and grain, nodded slightly, and said in a choked, almost tearful voice, "Thank you, Chief Commander! I will live up to your trust."

Although she could not remarry Shi Feiyang and resume their previous relationship, the arrangement Shi Feiyang made for her ensured her lifelong wealth. Her heart was filled with gratitude towards Shi Feiyang, and this gratitude was like a surging river, endless.

Afterwards, Shi Feiyang, along with Lin Wanqing, Liu Dayou, Qin Yuanyao, and Xie Wen, strode over to the horses. They skillfully mounted their mounts, while Shi Feiyang gazed resolutely in the direction of North Korea, his expression solemn.

In order to prevent the Ming Dynasty and its neighboring countries from being invaded by Japanese pirates, and to prevent the people from suffering, fighting against Japanese pirates and defending the country is the most important mission at the moment.

The sound of horse hooves "clattering" rang out, echoing in the empty mountains like the sound of war drums.

Their figures gradually faded away in the flying dust, rushing to the anti-Japanese battlefield full of unknowns and challenges.

Liu Guihua stood there, looking at their departing backs, her eyes blurred with tears.

As their figures gradually walked away in Liu Guihua's tearful eyes, it seemed as if they took away a period of unforgettable years in her past, leaving her alone in Guifeng Mountain, with complicated emotions, to start a new chapter of her life.

It was midsummer, and the area around Seoul seemed to be plunged into a scorching purgatory.

The sun was high in the sky, and the scorching sunlight poured down without reservation, as if to turn everything in the world into dust.

The ground was scorching hot, and every inch of it emitted scorching heat. When I stepped on it, the moment the soles of my shoes touched the ground, they seemed to melt in the high temperature, giving off a slightly sticky feeling.

The air was like boiling water, twisting violently. Wave after wave of heat hit our faces, making it difficult to breathe. Our chests felt like they were being pressed down by a huge rock, making it very stuffy and uncomfortable.

The distant mountains, their outlines blurred amidst the scorching heat, resembled a freehand painting distorted by the intense heat. The lines between the mountains became fuzzy and indistinct, as if dissipated by the heat.

Under the scorching sun, the crops in the fields lost their former vitality. The leaves drooped and drooped weakly to the ground, silently expressing their helplessness in the heat.

The birds that normally chirped cheerfully and flitted among the branches were now silent, hiding in the shade of the trees, curled up, and avoiding the blazing sun. The entire area around Seoul was tightly enveloped by this suffocating heat, and all things were silent and enduring under this high temperature.

Jishan, like a sleeping giant, lies quietly on this land.

The terrain is extremely dangerous, with mountains rising and falling one after another, like the uplifted spine of the earth.

The canyon is deep and dark, and seems to lead to a mysterious and unknown world.

The mountains are full of strange rocks of various shapes, some look like ferocious animal heads, and some are like sharp blades.

The lush trees are verdant and their branches and leaves are intertwined, like a huge green net that wraps the entire mountain, providing unique conditions for setting an ambush.

A winding path, like a thin ribbon, passes through the valley, glowing faintly under the sunlight.

This is undoubtedly the only way for the Japanese pirates to go north.

Shi Feiyang, with his ardent love for his country, had a firm and penetrating gaze. He knew full well that the invasion of Japanese pirates had plunged the people into dire straits, and that it was his unshirkable responsibility to defend his country and fight against them.

In order to achieve this goal, he resolutely led the heroes on the journey.

Under the scorching sun, they climbed over mountains and crossed rivers, and every step was full of hardship.

Shi Feiyang walked at the front of the team. Although sweat soaked his clothes and dripped down his cheeks, he never stopped.

His eyes always looked firmly ahead, with only one belief in his heart: to repel the Japanese pirates and restore peace to the people.

The gentle beauty Lin Wanqing, after marrying Shi Feiyang, was filled with the desire to follow her lover.

Even though the sun was scorching and the mountain road was rugged and difficult to travel, she had no complaints.

Along the way, she followed Shi Feiyang closely. Although the sun tanned her fair skin, her eyes were full of happiness and determination. Whenever Shi Feiyang looked back at her with a look of heartache in his eyes, she would always respond with a gentle smile, telling him: As long as I can be with you, no matter how hard or tired I am, it doesn't matter.

Her steps were light and firm, even though blisters had formed on the soles of her feet and every step was excruciatingly painful.

She just gritted her teeth and persevered silently, never showing any emotion in front of Shi Feiyang.

Qin Yuanyao was already pregnant with Liu Dayu's child at this time.

She had severe pregnancy reactions and felt extremely uncomfortable, often feeling dizzy, nauseous and vomiting.

However, her heart was filled with gratitude towards Shi Feiyang, and this gratitude turned into a powerful driving force.

She held Liu Dayou's hand tightly and climbed over the mountains and hills step by step with difficulty.

The mountain road was steep and her steps were staggering. Every step she took required great effort.

Liu Dayou wanted to support her with concern, but she gently pushed him away. She said firmly: "I can do it. I want to work with you to share Brother Shi's worries and do our part to fight against the Japanese pirates." Although her face was tired, her eyes revealed stubbornness and courage.

Even though her clothes were soaked with sweat and her hair was sticking to her face, she never showed any intention of retreating.

After half a month's arduous journey, they finally arrived in Jishan.

Standing on the heights of Jishan, Shi Feiyang looked down at the winding path, his eyes flashing with wisdom. He knew that the time for the main force of the Ming army to enter Korea was pressing. Only by setting up an exquisite ambush here and dealing a heavy blow to the Japanese pirates could he buy precious time for the Ming army.

At this moment, his eyes were as firm as iron, able to penetrate the mountains and foresee the upcoming fierce battle.

At the gates of Seoul, the Japanese pirates, under the command of Itai Taro, advanced again like a surging tide, unstoppable.

Taro Itai was riding on the tall and strong black warhorse, looking majestic.

He was wearing gorgeous armor, and the metal plates on the armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like the scales of a demon.

He had an extremely arrogant smile on his face, which was full of greed and disdain for this land.

He raised his long sword high in the air, swung it fiercely, and shouted, "Continue northward and crush this land into dust!"

When the Japanese pirates heard the order, they immediately let out a series of creepy screams, which sounded like the roars of evil spirits from hell. Then they swarmed towards Jishan like a group of crazy beasts.

Shi Feiyang acted decisively and turned to "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, saying, "Brother Xie, please use your 'Flying Catkins and Light Smoke Technique' and rush into the city to find General Li Song. Tell him we're setting an ambush here and have him prepare. When the time is right, we can attack the Japanese bandits from both inside and outside."

Xie Wen took the order, and his figure flashed like a wisp of smoke, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang began to make careful plans.

He selected the bravest and most skilled fighters from among the thousands of elite disciples of the Xiongying Society, and gathered together a group of masters including Lin Wanqing, Liu Dayu, Qin Yuanyao, and deployed a detailed ambush plan.

Everyone quickly ambushed in the woods on both sides of the valley, and the dense branches and leaves completely concealed their figures.

Everyone held their breath, their heartbeats clearly audible in the silence. Everyone held their weapons tightly in their hands, their eyes revealing determination and resoluteness, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Japanese pirates.

Shi Feiyang was wearing a black tight-fitting suit that fit his body well, making him look even more agile.

The Burmese sword worn at the waist, with its shiny black scabbard, tells of the countless bloody battles it has experienced.

His eyes were firm and calm, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, carefully observing the every move of the Japanese pirates.

He held tightly in his hand a green flame arrow, which was a signal flare specially made by the Xiongying Society. At the critical moment, it would be like a bright meteor, streaking across the sky and announcing the start of the battle.

At the same time, it can also be used as a hidden weapon to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Finally, the vanguard of the Japanese pirates entered the valley of Jishan.

They moved forward cautiously, their steps slow and careful, the weapons in their hands flashing with cold light, especially dazzling in the sunlight.

As the Japanese pirate army advanced deeper and deeper, a tense and oppressive atmosphere filled the valley, like the calm before the storm.

A trace of determination flashed in Shi Feiyang's eyes, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, and he suddenly fired the flare in his hand.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, like a bolt from the blue, the flare exploded in the sky, emitting a dazzling green light, illuminating the entire valley.

In an instant, the heroes lying in ambush on both sides rushed out like tigers descending from the mountains.

Shi Feiyang took the lead and rushed to the front.

He drew the long sword from his waist, and the moment the sword was unsheathed, there was a crisp "clang" sound, like a dragon's roar.

He shouted, "Kill!" This roar was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the valley and making people's eardrums hurt.

He unleashed his fierce, Hundred Victory Sword Technique. The blade flashed, and each strike carried a tremendous force, as if it could split the earth in two. The blade whistled, slashing at the Japanese bandits. Wherever it struck, the Japanese bandits fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

Lin Wanqing held a long sword in her hand, her figure as agile as a green lotus blooming in the wind, and she moved lightly among the Japanese pirates.

She used the "Eternal Life Sword Technique", the sword flowers flashed, and every sword thrust was accompanied by a sharp "swish" sound, directly hitting the vital points of the Japanese pirates.

Her swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, elegant and deadly, dazzling the audience.

Qin Yuanyao swung the axe in his hand, making a whirring sound. Every time the axe fell, a dull bang sound was made, which could chop down a group of Japanese pirates.

Her axe skills are fierce, and she cooperates well with Liu Dayu who uses the magical skill of "Two Finger Zen" to kill the enemy.

Liu Dayou was agile and his fingers were as fast as lightning. Every time he pointed, the Japanese pirates screamed, and he killed the approaching Japanese pirates one by one.

The Japanese pirates were caught off guard by the sudden attack and their formation was thrown into chaos.

But under the command of Taro Itai, they quickly reacted and began to organize a counterattack.

Itai Taro brandished his long sword and shouted, "Baga! Kill them back and kill all those who resist!"

The Japanese pirates howled and rushed towards the heroes like mad beasts.

Itai Taro jumped off his horse, holding a Japanese sword, and turned into a black lightning. With a "swoosh" sound of breaking through the wind, he performed the "Wind-Facing Sword Slash" and rushed straight towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly and activated the Mingyu Gong. The vital energy within his body circulated, making a buzzing sound, and his body seemed to be enveloped by an invisible aura. He unleashed the Baisheng sword technique, using the "Pine Welcoming Guests" move. "Dang!" The sound of the golden swords clashing, like the long ringing of a huge bell, shook the surrounding air, and successfully deflected Itai Taro's Japanese sword.

Then, he grasped the knife and performed the "Golden Dragon Claw" move. The blade drew an arc in the air, both attacking and defending, making it difficult to predict.

Taro Itai's "Wind-Facing Sword Slash" has no moves or styles, but it is incredibly powerful.

His skills gathered on the blade like a surging tide, and what stood out was the astonishing speed.

His figure almost turned into a shadow in the air. Every time he swung his sword, it was accompanied by a sharp "hissing" sound, tearing through the air without any flaws. However, Shi Feiyang was resourceful and was by no means an ordinary person.

While dealing with Itai Taro, he observed the opponent's weaknesses.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and a plan came to his mind. He used the move of "sword to seal the throat" and suddenly used the knife as a sword to attack the enemy unexpectedly.

The long sword in his hand was like a silver lightning, piercing Taro Itai's chest with a sharp whistling sound.

When Taro Itai saw this, his face suddenly changed and he wanted to dodge but it was too late.

"Puff!" The long sword pierced Itai Taro's chest, blood splattering everywhere. Itai Taro's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and unwillingness, and his body slowly fell to the ground. Itada Jiro, a master among the Japanese pirates, saw Itai Taro and Shi Feiyang fighting fiercely. His eyes shifted and fixed on Lin Wanqing, who was as agile as a green lotus on the battlefield.

A cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gripped the long sword tightly with both hands. The sword was flashing with cold light, and the cold light seemed to come from the ghost fire of the Nine Nether Hell.

He tapped his feet lightly, and the whole person rushed towards Lin Wanqing like a black ghost, wrapped in a gust of fierce wind, and made strange cries from his mouth. The sound was like the cry of a night owl, which was creepy.

He used the Japanese pirates' "Fuso Sword Technique" with sharp sword moves and a determined killing intent, wanting to kill Lin Wanqing in an instant.

Lin Wanqing noticed Itada Jiro's attack, her beautiful eyes widened, and flames of anger burned in her eyes.

This anger stems from the Japanese pirates' rampant destruction of this land and their cruelty to the people. It is a deep-rooted hatred that runs deep in the bones.

Her eyebrows were raised, but her posture was still elegant, like a green lotus blooming in a storm.

She held a long sword in her hand, and the blade gleamed with a cold light in the sunlight, just like her firm determination at the moment.

She performed the "Eternal Life Sword Technique", which uses softness to overcome hardness and emphasizes the use of a small force to achieve a great effect.

She just let out a soft cry and instantly used the move "Tenderness Like Water".

Her movements were gentle and smooth, as if she was dancing in the water, and the sword in her hand was like a lively ripple on the water, blocking horizontally and vertically.

She used her internal energy to guide the opponent's sword tip, making Itada Jiro's sword seem to be stuck in an invisible quagmire, and it was stabbed crooked from time to time.

Every time Itada Jiro exerted force, he felt his sword's momentum being blocked by a gentle yet resilient force, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed and shocked. Then, Lin Wanqing took advantage of the situation and used another move, "Breeze Blowing."

Her sword swayed rapidly, and the sword shadows were heavy, like flowers swaying in the breeze, dazzling the eyes.

The sword shadow was difficult to distinguish between real and fake. Sometimes it was as elusive as a phantom, and sometimes it turned into a fierce killing move.

Jiro Itada only saw a flash of sword light in front of his eyes. He could not see Lin Wanqing's sword path at all, so he could only wave his sword in panic to resist.

His forehead was covered with sweat and his eyes revealed a hint of fear, an emotion he rarely showed on the battlefield.

Jiro Itada knew that he was in trouble, so he made up his mind and decided to take a gamble.

He used the "Fuso Sword Technique" which was integrated with ninjutsu to perform the ultimate moves, such as "huge waves hitting the shore", "huge ships splashing", and "dolphins chasing waves" one after another.

In an instant, his sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and the sword tip was like thousands of raindrops, pointing at the acupuncture points all over Lin Wanqing's body with a whistling sound.

Each sword contained powerful force, tearing the air apart, and even leaving shallow marks on the ground due to the sword wind.

However, Lin Wanqing was not afraid at all, her eyes were firm and calm.

She grasped the essence of the "Eternal Sword Technique", using softness to overcome hardness and striking back after being attacked.

Although Lin Wanqing was only nineteen years old, she had practiced both civil and military arts since childhood and had profound internal skills.

As the young master of Changsheng Fort, she has been famous in the Liaodong martial arts world for many years.

She deftly dodged Itada Jiro's attacks and, using her deep inner strength, released an invisible force imperceptible to the naked eye, transforming into clouds of dark blue mist that disrupted the enemy's ninjutsu. Her figure was as light as a dancing butterfly.

While dodging the attacks, she kept looking for loopholes in Itada Jiro's swordsmanship.

Finally, she noticed that after Jiro Itada had used his ultimate moves in succession, his breath became a little disordered and his sword power slowed down a little.

A trace of determination flashed in Lin Wanqing's eyes. She shouted suddenly, and the long sword in her hand danced quickly, performing the ultimate killing move of "Eternal Life Sword Technique" - "Reincarnation of Life and Death".

Her sword shadow instantly surrounded Itada Jiro, and the sword shadow was like an invisible chain, tightly binding Itada Jiro.

Jiro Itada opened his eyes wide in horror and tried to dodge, but found himself as if frozen in place, unable to move.

"Puff!" With a muffled sound, Lin Wanqing's long sword pierced into Itada Jiro's chest, and blood immediately stained his clothes red.

Jiro Itada's eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair. His body slowly fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

(End of this chapter)