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

Chapter 181: The fierce battle at Huangguoshu ended, Shi Yi embraced him affectionately
On the narrow and dangerous suspended stone platform in the middle of the waterfall, the four Japanese pirate leaders, Itada Shibuya, Asada Kuroken, Goban Zefan, and Fujiwara Zhu, surrounded Shi Feiyang in a fan shape.

The Japanese swords in their hands gleamed with cold light, and the cold light on the blades was like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, revealing a bone-chilling chill.

At this moment, there was a fierce light flashing in their eyes, like hungry wolves staring at their prey, full of murderous intent.

"Kill!" The four of them shouted in unison, the sound still clearly audible amidst the roar of the waterfall, like the roar of an evil spirit.

Then, they simultaneously unleashed the "Windward Slash." Itada Shibuya charged forward, his Japanese sword slashing down from above, with the force of a mountain splitting, towards Shi Feiyang's head. The wind from the sword whistled, even splitting the surrounding water vapor into a crack.

Asada Kuroxuan moved sideways like a ghost, and his Japanese sword stabbed diagonally at Shi Feiyang's waist at an extremely tricky angle.

Gangban Zefan jumped high, and his Japanese sword drew an arc in the air, hitting Shi Feiyang's back.

Fujiwara no Zhuneng attacked from the ground, and his Japanese sword pierced Shi Feiyang's lower body.

The four of them cooperated with each other tacitly, and their attack was like a storm, impenetrable and enveloping Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his dark, muscular garb tightly clad, his sleeves rustling in the strong winds of the waterfall and the turbulent air of battle. His face was resolute, his sword-like brows slanting into his temples. His eyes, like cold pools, were deep and piercing, brimming with chilling coldness and all-seeing wisdom. Facing this sudden, ferocious attack, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, a confident and slightly contemptuous arc that expressed both disdain for his enemy and absolute confidence in his own strength.

He held the Sky Frost Blade tightly in his hand. The sharp blade seemed to come alive in his hand.

The blade trembled slightly, as if it was ready to strike with its owner, and as if it was eager to drink the enemy's blood.

Shi Feiyang did not retreat but advanced, rushing forward to meet the attack of the four people.

He just shook his wrist lightly, and the Sky Frost Blade drew an elegant arc, performing the "Pine Welcoming Guests" technique.

This move seems gentle, but it actually contains a mystery.

The biting cold air brought by the blade condensed into a thin layer of frost mist in the air, instantly blurring the enemy's vision.

Itada Shibuya's downward strike actually hit the layer of frost and mist, and the force was quietly reduced a little.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang tapped his foot, his body spinning like lightning. The Sky Frost Blade danced rapidly around him, emitting a silver-white flash. It was the move "Golden Dragon Claw." In the flash of the blade, Gang Ban Zefan's Japanese sword, which was slashing from mid-air, collided with the Sky Frost Blade with a loud clang. Gang Ban Zefan felt a huge force, his arm went numb, and he almost let the Japanese sword slip out of his hand.

After a few moves, Shi Feiyang knew that he had to end the battle quickly.

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging slightly, and the internal strength in his body surged to its peak like a surging tide.

Instantly, his aura surged, like a towering mountain rising from the ground, emanating an awe-inspiring majesty. The air around him was distorted by this aura. His eyes grew sharper, as if he could see through the enemy's weaknesses and lock onto their vital points.

"Watch out for the knife!" Shi Feiyang shouted loudly, his voice like a huge bell ringing, echoing throughout the entire waterfall, making the surrounding air buzz, and even the sound of the rushing water in the waterfall seemed to be suppressed by this shout.

He swung the long sword in his hand fiercely, unleashing the move "Heaven and Earth Live Together." The cold light on the Sky Frost Blade blazed brightly, and a sharp blade energy whistled out, like a flash of lightning across the dark night sky, carrying with it the tremendous power to destroy heaven and earth.

Wherever the blade's energy reached, the hundred-meter-high icefall shattered instantly. Huge chunks of ice fell like cannonballs, crashing into the pool, sending splashes several feet high. The water, illuminated by the sunlight, resembled a blooming white lotus, beautiful yet frostbitten. The pool's water surged violently.

Witnessing Shi Feiyang's astonishing martial arts and powerful sword energy, the pirate leaders were overwhelmed with fear, their faces turning pale. However, as pirate leaders, their inherent ferocity and stubbornness made them unwilling to accept defeat easily.

Itada Shibuya roared and waved his Japanese sword, trying to block the oncoming sword energy.

However, Shi Feiyang's sword energy was too powerful, and his Japanese sword was broken like a fragile dead branch the moment it came into contact with the sword energy.

The sword's power remained undiminished and it directly hit Itada Shibuya. His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily on the stone platform. Blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes were full of fear and despair, and he fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Asada Kuroxuan, Goban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhu looked at each other and quickly displayed advanced ninjutsu.

In an instant, their bodies seemed to melt into the air and disappeared from the spot, leaving only faint afterimages.

They attempted to use the concealment of ninjutsu to launch a fatal sneak attack on Shi Feiyang.

However, they underestimated Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong.

Shi Feiyang practiced the Mingyu Gong, and his body was instantly enveloped by a layer of thick blue light. The high-speed operation of the Mingyu Gong caused the temperature of the surrounding air to drop sharply, forming a strange ice field.

In this area, the air is frozen and everything becomes slow and clear.

As soon as the Japanese swords of Asada Kuroxuan and the other two appeared, they were affected by the extreme cold force. A thick layer of ice instantly condensed on the swords, making them heavy and slow, and their originally flexible attacks were greatly reduced.

Although Shi Feiyang couldn't see them with his naked eyes, the sharp perception granted by Mingyu Gong was like possessing a pair of clairvoyant eyes in the darkness. His perception extended to every inch of the surrounding space, and even the slightest movement of the enemy could not escape his detection.

As soon as the cold light of the Japanese sword flashed, Shi Feiyang instantly grasped the Sky Frost Blade and performed a move called "Frost Shadow Chasing Soul".

He was seen rushing towards the direction of the cold light like lightning, and the Sky Frost Blade danced quickly in his hand, leaving behind a series of afterimages, each of which contained deadly power.

With a "crack", Asada Kuroxuan was unable to dodge, and Shi Feiyang's powerful sword directly split his body into ninety-nine pieces.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, the scene was extremely bloody and shocking.

Seeing this, Gangban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhu were terrified. Their bodies trembled slightly in the ice field. They realized that they had encountered an unprecedented powerful enemy today and were in a desperate situation.

Shi Feiyang's swordsmanship is as fast as lightning, and his power is even more astonishing. Every time he swings his sword, it seems to carry the power of creating the world. Wherever the sword passes, the air is cut by the sharp blade, making a piercing whistling sound that makes people terrified.

He is like a messenger of justice. With his extraordinary divine power, he ruthlessly punishes the sins in the world and leaves no place for evil to escape his sword.

Faced with this sudden tragic scene, Gangban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhu were so frightened that their hearts and livers were broken, and their souls were frightened out of their bodies.

Their faces instantly turned as pale as paper, their eyes widened, filled with endless fear, and they had already foreseen their tragic end.

In a panic, they hurriedly used ninjutsu again, their bodies twisting like ghosts, trying to escape in the chaos.

However, how could Xiang Kun, the "Iron Flute Scholar", let these two villains go easily?

With a stern expression, he placed the iron flute to his lips and played a strange and extremely magical tune.

The sound of the flute was melodious yet chilling, like an invisible rope, winding and circling in the air, carrying a terrifying magic power, and heading straight in the direction where Gangban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhu were escaping.

This magical sound seemed to have its own consciousness, carrying an irresistible mysterious power that instantly froze the two people's bodies.

Gangban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhu only felt an invisible pressure coming from all directions, and their bodies seemed to be nailed firmly to the spot, unable to move at all, and were forced to show up.

Their faces were filled with fear and despair, their eyes were wide open, filled with helplessness and unwillingness, and their bodies were under the control of the magical sound, as if they were tightly bound by invisible shackles and unable to break free.

"Eagle Detective" Xie Wen was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He seized the perfect opportunity and quickly threw away the Tiancan silk net.

The silk net unfolded lightly in the air, like a white flower blooming in spring, elegant yet concealing deadly murderous intent.

In the blink of an eye, the Tiancan silk net enveloped Gangban Zefan and Fujiwara Zhu, making it airtight and impossible for them to escape.

Miao Menlong, the "master archer," had a sharp gaze and without hesitation drew his bow and arrow. The longbow in his hand was stretched to a full moon, the bowstring taut, ready to be released.

The arrow was on the string, given life, emitting a chilling murderous aura. Miao Menlong locked his gaze on Gang Ban Zefan with a cold look, and suddenly released the bowstring.

With a whoosh, the sharp arrow flew out like a meteor, dragging a long tail flame and breaking through the wind.

The arrow was so fast that it was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, leaving a faint trail in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp arrow hit Gangban Zefan's chest accurately.

The immense force of the impact sent his body flying backward, pinning him heavily to the stone platform. Gangban Zefan's body twitched violently a few times on the stone platform, his eyes wide open, filled with fear and disbelief, before he died.

Seeing that Gangban Zefan had been dealt with, Shan Zhi, the "Plum Blossom Dart," quickly turned his gaze to Fujiwara Zhu. With a flick of his hands, over a dozen plum blossom darts flew out of his hands like nimble spirits, like falling snow, fluttering and yet carrying a deadly, sharp force.

These plum blossom darts scattered in the air and attacked Fujiwara Zhu from different angles.

Each dart flashed with a cold light, carrying Shan Zhi's anger and justice.

Fujiwara Zhu tried to dodge, but was bound by the Tiancan silk net and could not move at all.

In the blink of an eye, plum blossom darts hit the target like raindrops, turning Fujiwara Zhu into a hedgehog.

Fujiwara Zhu let out a shrill scream, and the sound echoed in the valley, full of pain and despair.

Then, his body slowly fell down in a pool of blood, ending his sinful life.

After experiencing this thrilling, life-and-death bloody battle, the smoke and bloody smell that filled the sky and the earth were quietly blown away by a breeze, and replaced by the gratitude and relief of surviving the disaster.

The tense nerves of the warriors finally relaxed, and they breathed a sigh of relief, their faces lit up with the joy of victory, like flowers blooming in spring. They carefully wiped the bloodstains from their weapons and excitedly joked with each other about the thrilling moments of the bloody battle. Their hearty laughter echoed freely amid the deafening roar of Huangguoshu Waterfall.

Yi Li slowly turned around, her gaze piercing the still-drifting blood mist as she looked at Shi Feiyang with deep affection. Her eyes were like the clear waters of a lake, the past sorrow and anger long gone, now filled only with deep affection and determination.

Those eyes were bright and moving, sparkling with sparkling light, and Shi Feiyang's figure was clearly reflected in them, occupying her entire world.

Yi Li said softly, "Fei Yang, I was ignorant before. I always misunderstood you and was even petty with you. But in this bloody battle today, I saw with my own eyes how you fearlessly charged into battle, fighting alone against many enemies and protecting everyone. I finally understood that you have always been that indomitable hero, someone I can always rely on."

Her voice was soft, a little shy, but full of sincere respect.

Shi Feiyang seemed to sense something, turned sideways and looked back, his eyes meeting Yi Li's in the air.

At this moment, time seemed to stop flowing, the hustle and bustle around gradually faded away, and it seemed that only the reflections in each other's eyes remained between heaven and earth.

Shi Feiyang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a warm and powerful smile, just like the warm spring sun, instantly dispelling all the haze in Yili's heart, and like a silent promise, giving her endless peace of mind.

He said, "Sister, don't be afraid. In this turbulent world, no matter what difficulties or obstacles we encounter, I, Shi Feiyang, will never retreat. As long as I am here, I will never let you suffer any injustice, and I will never let anyone hurt you."

His voice was low and firm, with an innate arrogance, yet full of deep affection and care for Ellie.

The tacit understanding and emotions between the two people flow naturally in this affectionate gaze, and they can understand each other without words.

Ellie blushed slightly, her eyes full of shyness and sweetness.

Shi Feiyang raised his hand and gently took Yili's hand. His hands were broad and warm, conveying a reassuring strength.

Yili's hand curled up gently in Shi Feiyang's palm, as if she had found a home.

They walked side by side toward Huangguoshu Waterfall, which cascaded down with such force and momentum that it resembled an inverted Milky Way. Its immense torrent of water tumbled swiftly into the deep pool, sending up layers of white spray that refracted a dazzling array of colors in the sunlight, creating a dreamlike scene.

Shi Feiyang gently put his arm around Yili's waist and held her tenderly in his arms.

Yi Li leaned on Shi Feiyang's shoulder, her face flushed with happiness.

At this time, the heroes dispersed tacitly and pretended to appreciate the magnificent beauty of Huangguoshu Waterfall.

They either stopped to gaze at the waterfall or strolled along the surrounding trails, occasionally chatting in low voices, actually intending to leave this beautiful space to Yili and Shi Feiyang.

A breeze blew by, ruffling Ellie's hair. She and Shi Feiyang stood quietly in front of the waterfall, immersed in this rare tranquility and beauty. All the troubles in the world had nothing to do with them.

That night, the moonlight was like a pool of clear lake water, gently and quietly pouring down on the area around Huangguoshu Waterfall.

The sparkling moonlight covered the world with a layer of silver gauze, and the rushing water of the waterfall sparkled with tiny rays of light in the moonlight, like a dream.

The heroes, slightly tired from the fierce battle during the day, found a flat and open place beside the waterfall and set up their tents with swift hands and feet.

Several bonfires were quickly lit, and blazing flames rose up, dispelling the surrounding darkness. The flickering flames illuminated the faces of the crowd, some of which were resolute, some of which were calm. In the dim shadows, a picture of the heroes of the martial arts world was outlined.

The incessant roar of the waterfall was like a majestic yet gentle natural lullaby. In this picturesque atmosphere, everyone's frayed nerves gradually relaxed, and exhausted, they soon fell asleep in the warmth and tranquility. At midnight, all was silent, but the stillness was suddenly broken by a burst of hurried, chaotic footsteps.

A young disciple from the Xiongying Society stumbled over. His face was as pale as paper, and he looked extremely panicked. He scrambled to where everyone was resting, shouting in a trembling voice, "Chief Leader, something terrible has happened!"

Shi Feiyang was awakened from his sleep by the shout. He sat up suddenly, and his originally sleepy eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle, full of brilliance.

The disciple panted and continued, "Hidden deep in the mountains southwest of Bozhou lies the 'Bi Phosphorus Cave.' The bandits within are utterly deranged! They've colluded with the Japanese pirates, committing murder, looting, and all manner of evil. Even worse, they've even sent money and food to the rebels, emboldening those treacherous officials. The surrounding civilians have suffered terribly, and are crying out in pain!"

Upon hearing this, "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong stood up with a jerk, his eyebrows raised, his eyes wide open, his fists clenched so hard that his joints cracked, and he roared, "These bastards are simply intolerable! They usually rob and pillage, but now they're colluding with the Japanese pirates and funding the rebels. They're forcing the people into a dead end!"

"Master Archer" Miao Menlong also stood up suddenly, tightening his bow in his hand. His eyes were filled with anger and determination. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master, we must not let these bastards go! The people are suffering. As righteous men of the Jianghu, if we don't take action, where is justice?"

Shan Zhi frowned, his hand unconsciously reaching for the plum blossom darts at his waist. He said bitterly, "Hmph, they think they can do whatever they want just by hiding in the mountains? I'll make them taste the power of my plum blossom darts and vent the anger of the people!"

Xiang Kun, the "Iron Flute Scholar," slowly stood up, held the iron flute in his hand, and gently stroked it. With a serious expression, he said, "This evil act is appalling. This 'Phosphorus Cave' is probably hiding many evil ways. However, we are no pushovers, and we must eradicate them completely."

"Water Dragon" Jin Liufu leaped to his feet and drew the Bagua Knife from his waist. The blade flashed, reflecting his angry face. He shouted, "Chief, give the order! I, Jin Liufu, am willing to lead the charge and let those evil bandits know how powerful our Xiongying Society is!"

Ellie also stood up, her beautiful eyes gleaming with murderous intent. She drew her sword and said coldly, "How dare these evildoers brutally murder the people? Today, they will pay with blood!"

Shi Feiyang stood up with a determined look, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Brothers and sisters, the people are suffering, and the righteousness of the martial arts world is at hand. Let us set out immediately to wipe out this evil force!"

Everyone responded in unison, their voices echoing through the night sky, filled with endless fighting spirit and determination.

Without hesitation, Shi Feiyang led the "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, the "Archer" Miao Menlong, the "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, the "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun, the "Water Dragon" Jin Liufu and Yi Li of the Xiongying Society and embarked on the journey to eradicate this evil force.

The group traveled day and night, speeding along the rugged mountain road. The moonlight shone on their resolute faces, reflecting their fatigue and determination from the journey.

The night dew in the mountains soaked their clothes, and thorns scratched their skin, but they had no intention of retreating in order to save the suffering people. After going through many hardships, they finally arrived at the location of the "Bilin Cave" in the early morning of early summer.

This place is hidden in a deep valley in Bozhou, surrounded by towering mountains. The dense forests block the sky and the sunlight out of the valley, making the whole valley filled with a gloomy atmosphere. In the dark and humid environment, the smell of rotten leaves and soil mixed with each other hits the face.

The entrance of the "Bi Phosphorus Cave" is as wide as the bloody mouth of a giant beast, silently emitting a terrifying deterrent force.

The cave was filled with a pungent, fishy odor, the lair of countless evil creatures. In the dim light of early morning, an eerie phosphorescence flickered from the cave entrance and the surrounding rocks. The faint blue light danced like a will-o'-the-wisp, seeming to tell of the countless evils committed here, a terrifying sight.

As Shi Feiyang and others approached the cave entrance, they heard bursts of noise and the miserable cries of the people coming from inside the cave.

Shi Feiyang's expression was solemn, his gaze as sharp as a torch. He spoke in a low but firm voice, "Brothers and sisters, today, we must eradicate this 'Bi Phosphorus Cave' and restore peace and tranquility to the people!"

Everyone responded in unison, the sound resonating like a bell, echoing through the valley, filled with fearlessness against evil forces and demonstrating a sense of righteousness. As soon as the words fell, cave master Lan Xianglin, accompanied by deputy cave master Huang Yuanquan, elder Lu Ding, elder Wan Yousheng, a group of bandits, and several Japanese pirates, including Takeda Taro, Aoda Jingzhao, and Morita Heimu, rushed out of the cave in a menacing manner.

Lan Xianglin was wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind, and his face was ferocious, like a demon from hell.

He glared at Shi Feiyang and the others fiercely, laughing wildly, "Humph! You ignorant fellows, you dare to intrude into the territory of my 'Bi Phosphorus Cave'? You are simply courting death!"

Lan Xianglin practiced the evil martial arts "Green Phosphorus Magic". Once this skill was used, a layer of dark green light would appear around his body. It could not only enhance his own skills, but also release highly toxic phosphorus powder. Those who were hit would be poisoned and fall into coma at best, or even lose their lives at worst.

He was seen dancing his hands quickly, muttering something, and suddenly shouted: "Today I will let you see the power of my 'Green Phosphorus Magic Skill', Green Phosphorus Soul Devouring!" A dark green phosphorescent light instantly spurted out from his palm, like a flash of lightning, shooting towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly and activated his Bright Jade Technique. A faint blue light instantly enveloped him, chilling the air around him. He unleashed the Hundred Victories Sword Technique, brandishing the Sky Frost Blade with a swift, sweeping blade that shattered the phosphorescent light like a physical object.

At the same time, he said righteously, "Lan Xianglin, you are such a pervert and evildoer. Today is the day you die! Justice may be late, but it will never be absent!"

After saying that, his figure flashed, like a black phantom, and he attacked Lan Xianglin with an indomitable momentum.

Seeing this, Lan Xianglin hurriedly waved his arms and started a fierce duel with Shi Feiyang using the "Green Phosphorus Magic Art". The two of them fought back and forth, and for a while, the palm wind was whistling, the sword light was flashing, and the surrounding air was stirred into chaos by this powerful force.

"Iron Palm" Wu Zhong activated the "Six Harmonies Sutra" internal energy, and the aura around him surged. A faint golden light appeared on his palms, like the Buddha's light shining everywhere, solemn and sacred.

His gaze was like lightning, staring intently at Elder Wan Yousheng, and he shouted, "You evil scoundrel, today I will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and subdue you, this devil!"

He used the "Demon Subduing Palm" and quickly pushed out both palms, with overwhelming force, towards Wan Yousheng.

Wan Yousheng was not to be outdone. He came from the "Poison Sand Palm" sect and was good at using palm power to wrap poison sand around people to hurt them.

His face was full of ferocity, and he shouted strangely, "Just you? You think you can surrender to me? You're just daydreaming!"

He turned around and swung his palms violently. Countless black poisonous sands shot out from his palms, like a group of black bees, flying towards Wu Zhong densely.

Wu Zhong dodged the poisonous sand skillfully and continued to attack.

The two men fought fiercely, neither giving in, and the ground beneath their feet was shaken into dust by their strength.

Xiang Kunze, the "Iron Flute Scholar," approached the cave entrance and saw the flickering phosphorescent light of the ghostly fire, severely obscuring everyone's vision and subtly confusing their minds. With a stern expression, he placed the iron flute to his lips and played a strange, magical sound.

The flute sound was melodious yet carried a mysterious power, circling and echoing in the air, heading towards the phosphorescence.

As the flute sounded, the ghostly phosphorescent lights seemed to be pulled by some powerful force, began to flicker and gradually dissipated.

While playing the flute, Xiang Kun murmured, "A little phosphorescent light, but a demonic creature, how dare you cause trouble here? Today I will destroy you to ashes!" At this time, Ellie was standing aside. She had a graceful figure, but exuded an innate arrogance.

Her beautiful eyes held a murderous look, the longsword in her hand gleaming with a cold light. Seeing the heroes already engaged in combat with the enemy, she snorted softly, her voice soft yet filled with undeniable stubbornness: "Hmph, these villains, are they worthy enough to be our enemies? Today, I'll show them the power of my Hengshan School's 'Cloud and Mist Sword Technique'!"

After saying that, his figure flashed and floated towards the deputy cave master Huang Yuanquan like a floating white cloud.

She used the "Cloud and Mist Sword Technique" and her sword moves were agile and graceful, like the clouds and mist swirling in the mountains. It seemed gentle, but in fact it contained a fierce murderous intent.

Every time he swung his sword, it brought out a cold light, and the sword flowers flashed, dazzling the eyes, just like fairies scattering flowers, but each move was deadly.

Jin Liufu, known as the "Water Dragon," wielded the Bagua Knife with agility, unleashing the Golden Goose Technique. Like a lithe wild goose, he charged towards Elder Lu Ding. He unleashed the Bagua Swimming Knife Technique, its blade flashing and shifting like the unpredictable Bagua patterns, entangling Lu Ding tightly.

Lu Ding came from the "Vajra Stick Method" school. He swung an iron stick in his hand with great vigor, causing a whistling sound in the wind.

His eyes widened in anger as he shouted, "Boy, if you dare to cause trouble, you will die!"

The iron rod in his hand was packed with tremendous force, and it roared towards Jin Liufu like a black dragon.

Wherever the iron rod passed, the air was violently stirred, making a whistling sound.

Facing this swift attack, Jin Liufu's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and his whole body was like an extremely agile fish. At the critical moment, he dodged to the side with agility beyond ordinary people's imagination.

His steps were light and unique. Every step he took seemed to be on the water. A light tap of his toes would allow him to bounce out, bringing up a slight breeze.

At the same time, the Bagua knife in his hand was like a black lightning, drawing an exquisite arc.

The blade gleamed with a chilling cold light, and in the sunlight, it resembled a dragon poised for action. Wherever the blade touched, the air was sliced, emitting a subtle hissing sound. The blade, at a startlingly sharp angle, struck directly at Lu Ding's arm, holding the staff. Its speed was so swift that Lu Ding had no time to mount a more thorough defense, and could only hastily withdraw the iron staff to block.

There was a loud bang, like a bolt from the blue, shaking the surrounding air.

Lu Ding only felt a huge force coming along the iron rod, and his arm felt like it was hit by a sledgehammer, and numbness instantly spread throughout his body.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and the hand holding the stick almost loosened.

But he was, after all, a seasoned master of the "Vajra Stick Method," and he remained unfazed. While Jin Liufu was retreating with the recoil, he suddenly shouted loudly, his voice resembling a bell, swung his iron stick, and unleashed a move from the "Vajra Stick Method," the "Sweeping the Enemy."

He planted his feet firmly on the ground, like a towering mountain, and swept the iron rod in his hand quickly from left to right. The iron rod brought with it a whistling wind, and wherever it passed, the sand and stones on the ground were swept up, forming a small sandstorm, which attacked Jin Liufu who had just landed.

Seeing this, Jin Liufu tapped the ground with his toes and jumped up as lightly as a swallow skimming the water, easily avoiding the fierce attack.

The moment he landed, he turned his body and performed the "Bagua Rotation", a move from the "Bagua Wandering Sword Technique".

He held the knife in both hands, and the blade quickly spun, causing the surrounding air to form a small whirlwind. The knife light flashed, as if the Bagua pattern was spinning rapidly, tightly enveloping Lu Ding.

This move, seemingly a simple rotation of the blade, actually concealed countless deadly intentions. Wherever the blade flashed, it struck Lu Ding's vital parts, sometimes slashing at the neck, sometimes stabbing at the chest, and sometimes slicing at the legs. Each flash of the blade carried the power to split mountains and crack rocks, intending to crush Lu Ding in an instant.

Seeing this, Lu Ding was shocked. He quickly waved the iron rod to try to block the impenetrable knife light.

As the iron rods swung, they created a whistling sound in the wind, forming a defensive barrier.

However, Jin Liufu's swordsmanship was too exquisite. He moved quickly around Lu Ding, his steps real and fake, and unpredictable.

With every rotation, the blade would attack Lu Ding from different angles, making it impossible for Lu Ding to defend himself.

While attacking, Jin Liufu growled, "Today I'll let you experience the power of my Bagua Knife!"

Immediately afterwards, Jinliufu used the "interlocking" move.

He suddenly turned, the Bagua knives in his hands moving forward and backward, attacking Lu Ding simultaneously with completely different trajectories. One knife came from above, with the force of a mountain falling down; the other knife came from below, like a dragon emerging from the sea, directly attacking Lu Ding's lower body.

The two strikes matched perfectly. Lu Ding only felt the flash of knife light before his eyes, and could not tell which one was the real killing move. He could only wave the iron rod in panic, trying to block the fatal blow.

With two "clang clang" sounds, Lu Ding barely blocked the two knives, but the huge impact force made him retreat several steps, and two deep footprints were left on the ground under his feet.

Jin Liufu was in a dominant position and he shouted, "Take my 'Eight Trigrams Return to One' move again!" He jumped high up and raised the Eight Trigrams Knife above his head. The blade shone brightly, as if it had gathered the power of heaven and earth.

He turned in the air and rushed towards Lu Ding like a meteor. The blade carried a thousand pounds of force and chopped straight towards Lu Ding's head.

This move was so powerful that Lu Ding had no way to dodge it. He could only try his best to raise the iron rod, and at the same time, he kicked the ground hard and threw himself to the side, trying to avoid this fatal blow.

However, Jin Liufu's sword was too fast, and Lu Ding only avoided part of the force.

The blade still hit his shoulder. With a "click", Lu Ding's shoulder blade was cut. He screamed and flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

He struggled to get up, but the pain was so severe that he couldn't move. Blood gushed from his mouth, staining the ground beneath him red. His eyes were filled with resentment and despair. Jin Liufu stepped forward with the knife in hand and cut Lu Ding 189 times, executing him by slow slicing.

The "archer" Miao Menlong stood like a god of war on the edge of the battlefield, his figure upright like a pine tree.

He pulled the longbow in his hand into a full moon, the bowstring was taut, and the arrow was on the string, ready to be shot.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, scanning the battlefield quickly, not missing any figure of the "Bi Phosphorus Cave" bandits.

Once the target appeared, his eyes turned cold in an instant, and he released the bowstring without hesitation. With a "whoosh", the sharp arrow shot out like a meteor chasing the moon, with a sharp whistling wind, drawing a straight trajectory in the air and hitting the target accurately.

Each arrow seemed to be given life, carrying Miao Menlong's anger and determination. The bandits were shot and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Miao Menlong quickly drew his bow and arrow while roaring, "You bunch of villains have committed many evil deeds in your daily life. Today is the day for you to pay for your blood debt. Die!" His voice was firm and powerful, echoing between heaven and earth.

Shan Zhi danced with his hands like flying in the air, and more than a dozen plum blossom darts seemed to have spirits in his hands.

His eyes were focused as he stared at the evil bandits around him. With a slight flick of his wrist, the plum blossom dart flew out like a meteor.

These plum blossom darts dispersed in the air, forming a dense rain of darts, whistling towards the bandits.

The dart body flashed with cold light, reflecting cold rays of light in the sunlight.

The bandits had no time to dodge and were shot by the plum blossom darts one after another. For a moment, screams were heard and countless bandits were shot to death.

Shan Zhi snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "Humph, this is the end of your evil deeds!"

Every time he fired the plum blossom dart, his movements were smooth and swift, showing his superb skills in using hidden weapons.

(End of this chapter)