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

Chapter 179: Dragon Walks Seven Steps to Defeat the Five Poisons, Shi Feiyang Shocks the Evils

In late spring, the warm sun shines down, and the breeze carries the fragrance of flowers, flowing freely between heaven and earth.

The azure sky is like clear glass, with white clouds floating leisurely, like fluffy cotton wool or lively birds, light and free.

The sunlight shines down unreservedly, covering everything in the world with a soft golden glow.

The leaves rustled in the breeze, shimmering with a warm green luster, as if humming a hymn to spring.

Shi Feiyang killed the apostates who opposed Shi Ying, and then invited "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, "Archer" Miao Menlong, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, and "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen into the cave to make tea. The heroes of the Xiongying Society were so good at fighting that no one dared to mess with them anymore.

They sat quietly in front of a stone table, boiling water to make tea and sipping it, watching the disciples of the Demonic Cult carry away the corpses and clean up.

Shi Ying finally secured her position in the Demonic Cult. She dressed up carefully, and her black dress made her figure look even more graceful.

With a heart full of gratitude and attachment, she walked towards Shi Feiyang, her steps light but with a hint of nervousness.

When she reached Shi Feiyang, Shi Ying raised her head slightly, her eyes sincere and fervent, and said, "Master Shi, I don't know how to express my gratitude to you. If it weren't for you, I would have died in battle, and the Heavenly Demon Sect would have been doomed. I will never forget your great kindness."

Her voice was gentle, and her eyes were fixed on Shi Feiyang, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her heart.

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, a gentle smile on his face. He waved his hand and said, "Master Shi, you are too kind. It is my duty to help those in need when I see injustice. Besides, you and I have joined forces to fight against evil, so we are partners in this fight. There is no need to be so polite."

His gaze also fell on Shi Ying, and there was an imperceptible tenderness hidden in his eyes, like the warm spring sun, warming the heart.

The moment the two looked at each other, everything around them seemed to have stopped, and the breeze also quietly stopped.

In their eyes, love was like a spring flame, quietly igniting and burning more and more vigorously, but they tacitly agreed not to say it out loud.

Where their eyes met, thousands of words seemed to flow, and each other's intentions gradually became clear in this silent gaze.

Shi Feiyang clasped his hands together and bowed to Shi Ying, then turned around and returned to Feihu Guanxiongying Club to handle matters.

In the days that followed, although Shi Ying was busy reorganizing the Tianmo Sect, Shi Feiyang's figure was always with her, lingering in her mind.

Whenever late at night, she sat alone in front of the window, the moonlight like water, sprinkling on her shoulders. Shi Feiyang's godlike figure, the righteousness he exuded, and his bravery and fearlessness when he sacrificed himself to save others, all surged into her heart like a tide, causing her heart to ripple with sweetness.

Finally, Shi Ying plucked up the courage and decided to go to the Xiongying Club in person.

At this time, the Ming army generals were afraid that Shi Feiyang and the Xiongying disciples would steal the credit, so they only asked Shi Feiyang and the Xiongying disciples to guard Feihu Pass and did not give Shi Feiyang any combat missions. Shi Feiyang was also happy to have some free time, so that he could spend time with his three pregnant wives, Gong Simeng, Qi Meizhen, and Bai Zhi.

Some heroes of Xiongying Society are committed to developing Xiongying Society's disciples in Bozhou, opening warehouses to distribute food and helping the needy, while some heroes teach martial arts to new disciples who have joined Xiongying Society, and organize disciples to rehearse "Seventeen Armor-Breaking Styles", "Six Harmonies Sword Formation", and "Tiger Slashing Formation".

Shi Feiyang told them that this rebellion would take several years to quell, and they would need to garrison Feihu Pass for many years. Therefore, they should calm down and practice martial arts, deploy troops, and fight a well-prepared battle. The brothers could start families and build careers in the Feihu Pass area, and if they needed money or food, they could just ask. He would give them money and food if they wanted. As for women, they could find them themselves. If they found the right one and they were compatible, Shi Feiyang would hold a grand wedding for them.

That day, Shi Ying came to Feihu Pass to find Shi Feiyang.

At that time, Ying stepped into the temporary headquarters of the Feihu Guanxiongying Society, and Shi Feiyang happened to come out of the Juyi Hall.

Their eyes met in the air, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to be quiet, with only the rapid heartbeats of each other remaining.

Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed with surprise, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised. He said softly: "Master Shi, how are you?"

The upturned corners of his mouth cannot hide the joy in his heart.

Shi Ying's cheeks flushed slightly, just like the first blooming peach blossoms in spring, and she responded softly: "Master Shi, I have come here today to thank you again. I will always remember your kindness." Her voice was soft, with a hint of shyness, and her flushed cheeks became even more charming in the sunlight.

Shi Ying handed over an exquisite brocade box containing a precious martial arts manual that she had carefully selected from the Tianmo Cult's treasure house. "Master Shi, this is a small gift from me. I hope you will accept it."

Her eyes were full of anticipation, hoping that this gift could convey her gratitude and friendship.

Shi Feiyang took the brocade box and felt Shi Ying's sincerity. He smiled and nodded: "Master Shi is too polite. There is no need to be so formal between you and me." His smile was warm and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.

After that, Shi Ying often invited Shi Feiyang to get together on the pretext of exchanging martial arts skills.

Once, the two competed in a quiet valley.

The valley is shaded by green trees, wild flowers are blooming freely, and colorful butterflies are dancing among the flowers.

Shi Ying displayed the unique skill of the "Tianxing Sword Technique" of the Tianmo Sect. Her posture was agile and her moves were sharp, like a dancing butterfly or a nimble snake. Every movement was full of power and beauty.

Shi Feiyang responded with his Mingyu Gong and Tianshuang Blade, each strike steady and powerful, yet deftly avoiding Shi Ying's sharp edge. His figure, bathed in the sunlight, seemed even taller and more upright, like a towering pine tree in a valley, exuding a reassuring aura.

During the competition, Shi Ying accidentally slipped and fell into the valley.

Shi Feiyang was quick-witted and quick-handed. He leaped up and held Shi Ying tightly in his arms. The two rolled several times in the air before landing steadily.

Shi Ying lay in Shi Feiyang's arms, her heart beating like thunder. She raised her head and looked at Shi Feiyang's concerned eyes, her cheeks burning.

Her heart was filled with emotion and sweetness. At this moment, she wished that time could stay forever in this warm embrace.

Shi Feiyang was also stunned. The two of them just looked into each other's eyes, their breaths blending together.

After a long while, Shi Feiyang came back to his senses, awkwardly let go of his hand, and said, "Are you okay?"

Shi Ying shook her head and said softly, "Thank you for saving me again."

Her voice was soft and a little shy.

At that moment, the relationship between them changed quietly. Although the window paper had not been broken, it was already as thin as a cicada's wing.

Late spring is like a beautiful painting carefully painted by nature.

The soft sunlight pours down without reservation, giving everything in the world a dreamy golden edge.

The breeze is like a lively elf, blowing gently, carrying the rich and charming fragrance of flowers.

It is the rich fragrance of hundreds of flowers, and the sweet scent permeates the air, refreshing the heart.

The azure sky is like a crystal gem, so pure that there is not a trace of impurities. Snow-white clouds float leisurely, sometimes like fluffy cotton wool, sometimes like galloping horses, free and comfortable.

In this picturesque season, Shi Feiyang and Shi Ying built a warm wooden house in the valley.

The valley seems like a paradise that is particularly favored by nature. It is surrounded by green mountains and shaded by green trees. The lush branches and leaves are intertwined, casting patches of mottled light and shadow.

Colorful wild flowers bloom wantonly, in clusters here and there, red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow. They sway gently in the breeze, dancing happily, and seem to be whispering a hymn to spring.

Shi Ying decorated their little home with great joy, pouring her deep love into every corner.

She moved lightly around the house, sometimes making the bed and folding the soft bedding neatly; sometimes placing decorations, and the carefully selected small objects under her skillful hands instantly filled the wooden house with the warmth of home.

Shi Feiyang stood aside, quietly watching Shi Ying's busy figure, his heart filled with emotion.

His eyes always followed her, filled with endless tenderness and love.

Finally, he couldn't help but quickly stepped forward, took Shi Ying's hand, and said affectionately with a trembling voice: "Shi Ying, thank you. I feel so warm having you around these days."

In fact, his heart had already been filled with Shi Ying, but he had never expressed it.

Every time he saw Shi Ying, his heartbeat would unconsciously speed up. The warm and sweet feeling made him deeply intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Shi Ying's face instantly flushed, just like the most beautiful peach blossoms in full bloom in spring. She gently held Shi Feiyang's hand, lowered her head slightly, and whispered, "Me too. Only when I'm with you do I know what true peace of mind is."

Her voice was soft but full of determination. Her slightly flushed cheeks and shy eyes all revealed her inner joy and happiness.

As night falls, the watery moonlight sprinkles softly on the valley, and the sky and the earth are covered with a hazy silver gauze.

The moonlight shines through the mottled leaves and falls on the open space in front of the wooden house, forming pieces of tiny light and shadows.

Inside the wooden house, red candles flickered, and the warm orange light swayed gently, illuminating the happy faces of the two people.

Shi Ying was wearing a crimson wedding dress, like the gorgeous sunset in the sky. Tears were sparkling in her eyes, tears of happiness and emotion.

Shi Feiyang looked at the shy and charming Shi Ying in front of him, his heart filled with tenderness.

He gently lifted the red veil for her, and their eyes met again. Thousands of words were expressed in this affectionate gaze.

They hugged each other tightly, wanting to integrate each other into their lives.

In this warm and romantic moment, the only sound left is the sound of each other's heartbeats, which is the most beautiful melody of love.

They indulged in this happy time, feeling each other's warmth and love, and opened a new chapter in their lives together.

The late spring sunshine is like fine gold foil, gently falling on Feihu Pass.

At this time, a woman walked lightly and stepped into this place where heroes of the martial arts world gathered.

She is the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, the female hero Yi Li from Hengshan School.

Ellie was wearing a moon-white silk dress with elegant orchid patterns embroidered on the hem. As she walked, her skirt looked as light and graceful as flowing clouds and water.

She was covered with a light, snow-white gauze dress that fluttered in the breeze, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to her appearance.

A silk ribbon of the same color was tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist perfectly. At the end of the ribbon was tied a warm mutton-fat jade pendant, which swayed gently with her steps, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Her newly grown black hair was smooth and shiny, casually tied into a snake-like bun, with a few strands of hair falling beside her snow-white cheeks, making her face even more delicate. Her skin was whiter than snow, as delicate as porcelain, and as soft as a touch.

Beneath her curved, willow-shaped brows lie a pair of eyes as pure as autumn water, their shimmering light seeming to hold countless stars. Her gaze reveals a lively and gentle presence. Her nose is slender, and her naturally rosy lips, when slightly raised, resemble peach blossoms in bloom in spring, a sweet and captivating sight.

When Yi Li learned that Shi Feiyang already had three wives, Gong Simeng, Qi Meizhen and Bai Zhi, and that they were all pregnant and had children, her heart suddenly tightened, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, and she tried hard to hold them back.

But the tears still flowed uncontrollably and slid down her cheeks.

Isn't it because of the passionate and deep love in your heart that you traveled thousands of miles to Bozhou to find Shi Feiyang?

Seeing Ellie's grief, the heroes of the Yinghua Society, including "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, "Archer" Miao Menlong, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, and "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, rushed forward to greet her warmly.

They accompanied Ellie on her journey, hoping to dispel the gloom in her heart.

Along the way, the green mountains and clear waters are picturesque, wild flowers are blooming all over the mountains, colorful, and the breeze blows gently with the fragrance of flowers.

"Miss Yi, the landscape of Bozhou has a unique charm. You can relax. The leader is going to investigate the situation of the rebels and will come back to accompany you later." "Archer" Miao Menlong said with a smile, trying to comfort Yili.

Ellie nodded slightly, forced a smile, and replied softly, "Thank you everyone, I feel a little better with you by my side."

In this picturesque late spring environment, Ellie's mood gradually improved.

She chatted and laughed with the heroes of the Xiongying Society, temporarily forgetting her worries and immersing herself in this beautiful time and scenery.

In early summer in Bozhou, the sun becomes scorching hot, pouring down on the land without reservation, as if to ignite all things in the world.

The sky was as blue as a gem, without a single cloud blocking the view, making the sunlight even more dazzling.

The air was filled with a stuffy atmosphere, without a trace of wind, making people feel that breathing became heavy.

The trees in the mountains and forests are lush and green, their branches and leaves curling slightly under the scorching sun, and cicadas chirping tirelessly on the branches. The monotonous sound seems to be telling the laziness and boredom of summer.

The village was dead silent and filled with a sickening smell of blood.

Yang Biao stood at the entrance of the village with a sinister and vicious smile on his face, and his eyes were full of cruelty and ruthlessness.

He looked at the fabricated scene of the Xiongying Society's massacre, the bodies of the villagers lying scattered on the ground, their blood long since dried, congealing into dark red patches on the ground. His hands were stained with sin, but he felt no guilt or sympathy.

In his eyes, the lives of these ordinary people are like ants and have no value.

"Hmph, Shi Feiyang, let's see how you handle this time!" Yang Biao muttered to himself coldly, "The people from the Five Poison Sect will be here soon, and I will bring disgrace to your Xiongying Society!" As he spoke, he laughed triumphantly, and the laughter echoed in the dead silent village, making people feel creepy.

Soon, the Five Poison Sect's followers swarmed over, their faces furious, their weapons flashing coldly. Their leader, Cui Deng, stood before them, his eyes wide with anger as he roared, "Shi Feiyang, you, the Xiongying Society, dare to commit such a ruthless act! Today is your day of death!"

Shi Feiyang came to the meeting alone. He looked calm and determined, and was not at all frightened by the scene before him.

He looked at the scene before him, his heart raging with anger, but he knew he had to remain calm. He took a deep breath and said loudly, "Everyone, there must be something fishy going on here! Our Xiongying Society has always been known for its chivalry and righteousness. How could we do something as heinous as slaughtering an entire village?"

Yang Biao sneered and said, "Shi Feiyang, stop quibbling here! The evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to deny it?"

Shi Feiyang ignored Yang Biao and walked to a corpse, squatted down, and slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

Seeing this, everyone became nervous, not knowing what he was going to do.

Shi Feiyang carefully cut open the deceased's abdominal cavity. As the internal organs were exposed, everyone was surprised to find that the deceased's internal organs were covered with a thin layer of frost, appearing to be frozen by the cold.

Shi Feiyang stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, please look, this cold power is definitely not from my Xiongying Society's skills. It is obvious that someone is deliberately framing us!" The leader of the Five Poisons Sect, Cui Ji, and the believers were shocked when they saw this.

They looked at the frozen internal organs and began to waver.

The face of the leader Cui Jian also became very ugly. He realized that he might have been used by someone.

Yang Biao was secretly furious when he saw the situation was not good, but he was still unwilling to give up. He said viciously: "Humph, maybe you, Shi Feiyang, did this on purpose to confuse people!"

Shi Feiyang sneered and said, "Yang Biao, stop struggling in vain. Your conspiracy has been exposed, and you will be punished for what you did today!" At this time, Shi Ying was hiding on the treetops and witnessed all this.

As she looked at Shi Feiyang's calmness, wit and courage, her love for him grew stronger.

She couldn't help but giggle and whispered softly, "Mr. Shi is so meticulous, he really didn't let me down."

Her eyes were full of love and admiration, and Shi Feiyang's image in her heart became even taller.

The followers of the Five Poisons Sect began to doubt Yang Biao. They all turned their eyes to Yang Biao, their eyes filled with anger and questioning.

Yang Biao was panicked, but he still tried to resist. However, his voice seemed so weak amid the doubts of the crowd.

In early summer in Bozhou, the sun blazed like fire. Its scorching rays poured down relentlessly, scorching the earth and filling the air with a scorching air. In the distance, the mountains stretched out in a continuous line, their outlines becoming increasingly distinct under the blazing sun, like a dormant dragon.

In the mountains and forests, the trees are lush and green. The branches and leaves are slightly curled under the invasion of high temperatures, but they still stand stubbornly.

A breeze blew by, bringing with it a hint of heat, making the leaves rustle, as if telling of the unbearable summer.

Shi Feiyang stood in this world, witnessing the situation before him, and knew in his heart that he had successfully resolved most of the crisis.

He looked up at the treetops and his eyes met Shi Ying who was hiding there.

The two of them smiled at each other in tacit understanding, and that smile was full of relief and tacit understanding after surviving the disaster.

However, Cui Ling, the deputy leader of the Five Poisons Sect, was unwilling to accept his defeat and was even more worried that his scandal of collusion with Yang Biao would be exposed.

While Shi Feiyang's gaze was on Shi Ying, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes and he suddenly attacked.

At the same time, Zhong Renwang, the leader of the Beggar Gang, who was hiding among the disciples of the Five Poisons Sect, quickly raised his hands and unleashed the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" that was feared by the world. The wind from his palms whistled and rolled in like surging waves.

Ding Hong, the Beggars' Sect elder, was no match for him. He wielded his iron staff with vigor, unleashing his "Dog Beating Stick Technique." The heavy shadows of his staff, with a fierce momentum, pierced Shi Feiyang's vital points. Cui Ling, on the other hand, tightly grasped a pair of Five Poison Wheels, their edges gleaming with a cold, eerie light. With a flash of his body, he charged at Shi Feiyang like a ghost. The Five Poison Wheels traced two arcs through the air, circling Shi Feiyang and crushing him with a force that threatened to crush everything.

The cunning guy Yang Biao seized the opportunity, crouched down, and quietly slipped into the darkness, trying to escape the dispute.

Shi Feiyang felt the powerful attack coming from behind, but he was not afraid at all.

His aura suddenly rose, and Mingyu Gong began to operate at a high speed. A layer of rich blue light instantly enveloped his whole body, and the cold light flashed, instantly dispelling the surrounding heat and replacing it with an icy cold.

The cold air emanating from his body seemed to be substantial, like countless sharp ice spikes, shooting out in all directions. Wherever it reached, a thin layer of frost quickly condensed on the ground, and the air was also frozen, making a crisp "crackling" sound.

Not only that, Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong formed a vortex of true energy, which rotated rapidly with him as the center. The air flow in the vortex was like a sharp blade, cutting everything around it and making a sharp whistling sound.

As soon as Cui Ling, Zhong Renwang, Ding Hong and others approached, they felt a strong pulling force coming towards them, and their bodies began to shake uncontrollably, as if they would be sucked into this terrifying vortex at any time.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly and unsheathed the Sky Frost Blade. Its blade gleamed with dazzling silver light, like a streak of lightning streaking through the sky. He unleashed his "Hundred Victories Sword Technique," each strike carrying immense force. The blade shimmered like a dancing silver snake, leaving trails of afterimages in the air.

In an instant, the sword whistled and collided with the enemy's palm wind and stick shadow, making a deafening sound and sparks flying.

After three moves, Shi Feiyang's murderous intent grew stronger.

He saw Cui Ling's weakness, shouted loudly, and holding the Sky Frost Blade, used the ultimate move of the Baisheng Sword Technique, "Heaven and Earth Live Together!"

His roar was like thunder exploding out of nowhere, making everyone's ears buzz.

His figure soared like a cannonball. As he reached mid-air, his aura reached its peak, his robes rustling as he merged with the heavens and the earth. He held the Sky Frost Blade high in his hand, its blade radiating a brilliant light, gathering the boundless power of heaven and earth, like a dazzling sun, emitting a blinding light.

He smashed towards Cui Ling like a falling meteor. This blow contained tremendous power to destroy the world. Wherever it passed, the air was instantly sucked out, forming a huge vacuum zone, emitting a deafening roar.

Cui Ling widened his eyes in horror and tried to dodge, but found himself locked in place by an invisible and powerful force, with nowhere to escape.

He tried to lift the Five Poison Wheel to resist, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Crack!" Shi Feiyang's Sky Frost Blade struck Cui Ling hard, its powerful force splitting him in two. Blood splattered everywhere, and his internal organs spilled onto the ground. Cui Ling's two halves fell into a pool of blood, ending his sinful life.

Shi Feiyang turned his eyes towards Zhong Renwang and Ding Hong, his aura growing stronger and stronger. His innate dominance frightened the enemy.

Cui Yu, the deputy leader of the Five Poisons Sect, had sinister eyes flashing, and held a pair of sun and moon wheels tightly in his hands. The edges of the wheels were extremely sharp, and flashed a cold light in the sunlight.

He seized the opportunity, kicked the ground hard, and pounced towards Shi Ying who was hiding in the tree branches like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit.

The Sun and Moon Wheel whirred in his hand, drawing two cold arcs, and a hissing sound of breaking wind was heard in the air.

Shi Ying had been concentrating on Shi Feiyang's battle below when she caught sight of Cui Yu's attack from the corner of her eye. A sudden chill ran through her heart, as if a splash of cold water had been poured over her on a chilly night. Her inky black brows instantly furrowed, like a layer of frost suddenly covering the lush green mountains on a spring day.

At this critical moment, she had no time to think too much. She tapped the thick branch with her toes, and the branch was like a gently plucked string, and she turned into a lively and jumping note. Her body was as light as the catkins dancing in the wind in spring, and she floated back nimbly.

Her clothes rustled in the wind and her figure floated in the air, as if the fairy Guanghan was walking in the sky, so beautiful that she seemed beyond mortal.

In the blink of an eye, her left hand emerged from its hole like a nimble snake, reaching for the Ice Soul Jade Hairpin in her hair at an extremely fast speed.

The hairpin is crystal clear, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice carved into the shape of a hairpin, emitting a hint of coolness. It is not only her beloved thing, but also her deadly weapon to defend herself against enemies.

Her slender fingers skillfully pressed the mechanism at the end of the hairpin, and in an instant, an icy storm suddenly came without warning.

Countless ice needles spurted out from the tip of the hairpin, densely packed like a torrential rain of meteors pouring down in the night, shooting towards Cui Yu with great speed.

These ice needles are extremely thin, but they flash with a cold light, leaving faint traces in the air. Wherever they pass, the air makes a "sizzling" sound, telling of the deadly power of these ice needles.

The deadly cold poison tempered on the ice needle was carefully prepared by Shi Ying. Once shot, the cold poison would quickly invade the human body like a ferocious beast, freezing the blood and paralyzing the nerves. Within a moment, the victim would turn black all over and die.

Cui Yu was unable to dodge and several ice needles hit his arms and shoulders.

He screamed, nearly dropping the Sun and Moon Wheel in his hand. His face was filled with horror, his eyes filled with disbelief. He tried to charge forward and continue attacking Shi Ying, but he felt his body gradually losing control. The chill quickly spread from the wound throughout his body, and soon, his body was torn into pieces, leaving no trace of his body.

When Cui Ji, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, saw the tragic death of Cui Ling, his deputy leader, his eyes widened in anger, and the muscles on his face twisted slightly with anger.

He suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, the sound was like a loud bell, shaking the surrounding leaves to fall.

Then, he stood firmly with both feet, took a horse stance, and slowly raised his hands. A strange dark green light appeared in his palms, and a strong fishy smell spread out. It was his "Five Poison Palms" that was so powerful in the martial arts world.

He suddenly appeared like a streak of black lightning, and rushed towards Shi Ying.

He used the move "Poisonous Python Wrapped Around the Waist", and his right arm twisted instantly, like a nimble poisonous python, with a dark green palm force, wrapping towards Shi Ying's waist. Wherever the palm force reached, the air was corroded, and wisps of black mist appeared.

When Shi Ying saw this, she thought to herself that something was wrong.

She knew very well how powerful the "Five Poison Palm" was, so she didn't dare to take it head-on and quickly drew her sword from her waist.

The sword is slender and flashes with cold light.

Shi Ying brandished her sword and performed the "Tianxing Sword Technique" of the Tianmo Sect.

In an instant, sword flowers flashed and sword energy spread out, surrounding her like bright stars, protecting her body tightly.

While fending off Cui Deng's attacks, she anxiously looked in Shi Feiyang's direction, silently praying that he could quickly eliminate the other villains and come to her rescue. At the same time, the Five Poison Sect elders Cui She and Cui Yu also joined the battle.

The two of them stood on either side of Shi Feiyang and simultaneously performed the "Five Poison Palms".

Cui She used the "Toad Spewing Mist" move. He danced his hands quickly and pushed his palms forward. The dark green palm power turned into thick mist, like a toad hidden in the mist, and pounced towards Shi Feiyang. The mist was filled with a disgusting stench, and wherever it passed, black corrosion marks instantly appeared on the ground.

Cui Yu turned his body, lifted his feet off the ground, and spun in the air. He clapped his hands continuously, performing a move called "Centipede Heart Drill". The power of his palms was like sharp centipede legs, with a dark green light, piercing Shi Feiyang's chest. His moves were brutal, intending to kill him with one blow.

Shi Feiyang's aura rose again, and his Mingyu Gong became more and more powerful.

His eyes were like cold stars in a cold night, emitting a cold light as he stared at the enemy in front of him.

With the rapid activation of Mingyu Gong, a huge vortex of true energy instantly formed with him as the center. Blue light shone in the vortex, like a cold blue sun, emitting a powerful suction force.

Cui Yu and Cui She only felt an irresistible force pulling them, and their bodies involuntarily moved closer to Shi Feiyang.

Their eyes widened in terror, and they desperately waved their arms, trying to steady themselves. However, in the face of this powerful vortex of true energy, their struggles seemed powerless. Like a flood bursting through a dam, their powers were continuously sucked away by the vortex of true energy. Their faces instantly turned as pale as paper, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

Zhong Renwang was shocked when he saw this, knowing that if he didn't stop Shi Feiyang, everyone's life would be in danger today.

He shouted loudly and performed the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" technique from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

He suddenly kicked the ground with his feet, and his whole body rose up into the air like a black lightning.

His body was filled with vigorous energy, and with his palms facing downwards, he struck Shi Feiyang from above with a tremendous force. The wind from his palms was whistling, and wherever they passed, the air was compressed, making a "bang bang" sound. The dust on the ground was also picked up by the wind from his palms, forming a cloud of dust.

However, Cui She's body swayed uncontrollably under the pull of the vortex of true energy. Zhong Renwang's full-strength attack lost its accuracy due to Cui She's sudden movement. "Crack!" Zhong Renwang's palms hit Cui She's head heavily.

Cui She didn't even have time to scream before his brain burst and his body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Ding Hong's eyes were red at this point, and he gripped the iron rod tightly, unleashing a "slanting hit on the dog's back" attack. The iron rod spun rapidly in his hand, the shaft swaying, and with unending force, it struck Shi Feiyang in the face like a black whirlwind.

But just when the iron rod was about to hit Shi Feiyang, Ding Hong felt his arm shake, and was pulled by an invisible force, and the iron rod in his hand inexplicably stabbed towards Cui Yu.

Cui Yu had no time to dodge as the iron rod pierced his forehead, gushing blood like a fountain. He fell backwards, his face disfigured and dead. Zhong Renwang and Ding Hong were terrified by the bloody and chaotic scene before them.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and despair. They dared not stay and quickly flew away.

Shi Feiyang looked at the fleeing backs of the two people and wanted to chase them, but when he turned around and saw Shi Ying was still in danger, his heart tightened. Without thinking too much, he immediately flew towards Shi Ying.

Shi Feiyang flipped in mid-air, quickly sheathing the Sky Frost Blade. Then, like a drifting white cloud, he descended lightly toward Shi Ying. The moment he landed, he tapped the ground with his toes, and like a streak of black lightning, he rushed towards Cui Deng.

Shi Feiyang unleashed his Divine Dragon Claw technique, his hands transforming into sharp claws, like a roaring dragon, clawing towards Cui Deng. Every time he struck, he carried a powerful momentum, and the sound of breaking wind filled the air.

Shi Feiyang's aura instantly reached its peak. He displayed his unique skill of "Seven Steps of the Dragon" and moved towards Cui Ji with great momentum.

His steps were agile and strange, like flowing clouds and running water, yet they contained hidden mysteries.

With each step, the ground shook slightly, as if struck by a heavy hammer. The air around him was also stirred into chaos by this force. It was as if a giant dragon, hidden in the void, was swimming and weaving in step with his footsteps. Wherever he passed, invisible ripples appeared, carrying a powerful sense of oppression. Seeing Shi Feiyang's ferocious attack, Cui Deng's fear surged like a tide, threatening to drown him.

But as the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, his years of experience in the martial arts world allowed him to suppress his inner panic. He quickly raised his hands, and the dark green light in his palms lit up again, and the strong fishy smell became stronger.

His right palm was like a twisted poisonous python, carrying dark green palm power, wrapping towards Shi Feiyang's shoulder, while his left palm turned into a ball of dark green mist, heading straight for Shi Feiyang's face, intending to interfere with his vision.

Shi Feiyang remained unmoved, his eyes fixed on Cui Deng's every move. His body shifted swiftly, easily dodging Cui Deng's attacks. At the same time, his hands shot out, transforming into sharp claws, like an enraged dragon, clawing at Cui Deng with bared fangs and claws.

Wherever the claw shadow went, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

The two men instantly engaged in a tangle of battle. Palm winds howled, carrying a pungent, poisonous mist; claw shadows flickered, carrying a sharp, gusting wind. The surrounding air was swept into a storm, swirling in chaos. The dust on the ground was swept up by the strong wind, filling the air and obscuring the figures of the two men.

(End of this chapter)