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

Chapter 136: Auspicious Beasts Causing Disputes: Liu Tingting's Obsession Continues, Shi Feiyang's Martial Arts Strikes Back

At this moment, Qingfeng Valley in the northwest is immersed in the unique atmosphere of early winter.

The weather was slightly chilly, like countless tiny ice needles gently piercing my skin. A light mist drifted in the air, like a soft yet mysterious veil, gently enveloping the entire valley.

The leaves of the trees in the valley have been dyed with the spirit of autumn, with golden and fiery red interwoven. Occasionally, a few leaves break free from the branches and drift down slowly with the breeze, just like golden butterflies dancing lightly in the air, or like poetic letters sent from autumn.

The mountains in the distance are looming in the mist, like fairies in white gauze, isolated from the world, making people feel as if they are in a fairyland and yearning for it.

The stream in Qingfeng Valley flows gently, and the water is as clear as the purest crystal. You can see the round stones at the bottom at a glance.

The stones by the stream were covered with a thin layer of frost. The frost was crystal clear, and sparkled with tiny rays of light in the dim light. It was so beautiful that people couldn't help but hold their breath and admire it sincerely.

The birds in the valley seemed to be bewitched by the beauty of early winter, and they chirped from time to time. The sound was like lively notes, jumping and echoing in the valley, injecting vitality into this quiet valley.

However, despite the charming scenery of Qingfeng Valley, a thrilling and extremely fierce battle is in full swing at this moment.

The flashing swords and shadows of Dark Night Owl and Liu Tingting were like a sudden yet shocking flash of lightning, drawing a sharp contrast of tension and excitement in this quiet valley, adding a touch of drama to the early winter scenery.

Liu Tingting and Dark Night Owl were fighting in the Qingfeng Valley. The air around them seemed to be squeezed by an invisible and powerful force, so thick that it seemed to have turned into substance, making it almost hard to breathe.

The fierce battle was in full swing. Liu Tingting stared at the mysterious Night Owl in front of her, her heart beating violently in her chest like a little beast beating a drum crazily.

She was utterly nervous, knowing full well that the evil of the Shadow Alliance had already infiltrated every corner of the martial arts world, and that Dark Night Owl, as its deputy leader, possessed unfathomable power. She knew clearly that if she wasn't careful, not only would she be killed, but the Vermillion Bird and White Tiger, two auspicious beasts crucial to the martial arts world's destiny, would also fall into their hands. Then, the martial arts world would be plunged into an abyss of no return, and countless lives would be ravaged.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her trembling hands and trying to calm the waves surging in her heart.

Afterwards, she used all her Holy Water Magical Skills, and a light mist instantly appeared around her body. The mist was as soft as the finest raindrops in spring, lingering like a thin gauze, making a "sizzling" sound, bringing a hint of coolness and a mysterious aura, as if covering her body with a tough and invisible shield.

Then, she shook the ice jade sword in her hand violently, and the sword body hummed, performing a move from the Shenshui Sword Technique called "Spirit Snake Flash".

In an instant, her figure was as fast as a meteor, like a white lightning, and she instantly approached the Night Owl.

The Ice Jade Sword flashed with a cold light in the sunlight, like a nimble and deadly white snake. With a sharp whistling sound, it pierced the throat of the Dark Night Owl with a "whoosh". The sword wind was as sharp as the winter wind. Wherever it passed, the air made a "hissing" sound, and the air was cut by the sharp sword wind.

Seeing this, Dark Night Owl snorted coldly. The sound was low and full of disdain, as if it came from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, carrying with it an endless chill and chill. He planted his feet firmly on the ground, like two pine trees deeply rooted in the earth. Holding the sword in both hands, he unleashed the "Black Wind Dance" move from the Shadow Wind-Splitting Sword Technique.

The big knife in his hand was spinning rapidly, and a rolling black airflow was wrapped around the blade, making a "whoosh" sound. The airflow was like a surging black wave that could swallow everything, and it crashed into Liu Tingting's ice jade sword with a majestic momentum to destroy everything.

When the swords collided, there was a loud "clang" sound, just like the ringing of a huge bell, which made people's eardrums hurt, and sparks flew everywhere, and the flying sparks were like fleeting meteors in the night sky.

The powerful impact sent both men flying backward several steps like kites with broken strings. Under the onslaught of this immense internal force, the ground, like fragile glass, instantly cracked. Cracks spread outward like a ferocious spider web, stirring up clouds of dust.

Liu Tingting spun in mid-air, like a flower swaying tenaciously in a gust of wind. She struggled to steady herself, a surge of resentment welling up within her. She had expected this incredibly powerful "Snake Strike" to strike like a razor-sharp dagger, inflicting heavy damage on Dark Night Owl. She hadn't expected it to be easily parried by his powerful internal energy and exquisite swordsmanship.

But this did not shake her firm determination at all. A hint of determination flashed in her eyes, like the brightest cold star in the night sky.

She gritted her teeth and cried out in a voice as sweet as a nightingale singing out of a valley, yet filled with endless determination: "Today, don't even think about hurting me!" She swung her sword again and unleashed a move called "Water Curtain Sky Hua".

The Ice Jade Sword seemed to have life in her hand, dancing rapidly, forming a crystal clear water curtain that gently enveloped her entire body. At the same time, the water curtain was wrapped in powerful force and quickly advanced towards the Dark Night Owl.

The water curtain rubs against the air, making a "rushing" sound, as if the surging river is rushing down, majestic and powerful.

At this moment, Liu Tingting's heart was filled with desperate courage. She shouted in her heart that she must protect Suzaku and Baihu and must not let the Shadow Alliance's conspiracy succeed, even if it cost her own life.

The Night Owl's expression was solemn, like the gloomy sky before a storm.

He raised his broadsword high, a dark glow emanating from it as he unleashed the "Shadow Storm" move. The blade's rotation suddenly accelerated, and the black airflow grew stronger, like a blazing black flame, forming a powerful black whirlwind that whistled and collided with Liu Tingting's water curtain.

For a moment, water vapor and black air filled the air, and the entire Qingfeng Valley seemed to be shrouded in chaos. The figures of the two people were looming in the fog, and only the "bang bang" sound of weapons colliding, the "buzzing" sound of internal force surging, and the heavy breathing of the two people could be heard.

Amidst this chaotic situation, Liu Tingting inevitably felt a bit flustered. She felt her strength gradually failing her in the fight against the Dark Night Owl, and sweat streamed down her forehead. But thinking of the auspicious beast's safety, she suppressed her uneasiness, a hint of stubbornness in her eyes as she diligently searched for flaws in the Dark Night Owl's moves.

Dark Night Owl's eyes were like those of an eagle, keenly spotting a flaw in the chaotic fog. A glint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he slashed down with his sword. "Sky-Splitting Slash!" The sword, with a tremendous force, like a flash of black lightning, cut through the fog and slashed towards Liu Tingting's head. Wherever the sword passed, a deep gully was carved into the ground, and a "sizzling" sound was heard, as if the earth was being torn apart.

Liu Tingting reacted quickly, a hint of panic flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she calmed down in an instant, dodged to the side, and at the same time, the sword in her hand drew an arc, "Mist Locks the Cold River", and the sword curtain was like a thick layer of cold fog, temporarily blocking the sight of Dark Night Owl.

At this moment, Liu Tingting felt a wave of fear. If that strike had landed, her life would have been in jeopardy. In that instant, the difference between life and death was a hair's breadth, and cold sweat drenched her back. But she also knew that in this life-or-death duel, there was no room for retreat. She had to remain calm and look for opportunities to strike back.

The two men fought back and forth, and every move and every style contained deadly danger. It was a fight for their lives, and life and death were only a matter of seconds. The thrilling atmosphere filled the entire Qingfeng Valley, making people frightened, as if even the grass and trees in the valley were trembling with fear at this fierce battle.

Meanwhile, Shi Feiyang of the Xiongying Society, with unwavering faith, never gave up on his quest to find Gong Simeng, Suzaku, and Baihu. His gaze was as sharp as a torch, revealing an unparalleled persistence, as if he were intent on seeing through every inch of this world.

As the days passed, Shi Feiyang arranged the heroes of the Xiongying Society and the female hero Yili of the Hengshan School to continuously expand the search range and not miss any corner where clues might be hidden.

Whether it is a remote valley or a deep forest, their footprints of exploration are left there.

At this moment, at the entrance of Qingfeng Valley, the immortal cultivators, carrying Suzaku, Baihu, and the unconscious Gong Simeng, fled in panic. They looked frightened, like frightened birds, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety, terrified that they would be caught up in the next second.

Their footsteps were hurried and messy, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground made a crunching sound, which made them look even more embarrassed.

However, their every move escaped the sharp eyes of "Eagle Detective" Xie Wen. Like a soaring eagle, Xie Wen patrolled the skies day and night. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, captured every detail of what was happening on the ground.

At this moment, Xie Wen's heart suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. He knew that the situation was extremely critical. Almost instantly, he quickly reached for the Green Flame Arrow at his waist, his movements skillful and decisive.

The green flame arrow carried the force of breaking through the wind, and with lightning speed, it cut through the sky with a "whoosh" sound, and burst into a dazzling green light in the air. The light was like a bright meteor, instantly illuminating the entire valley.

Then, another green flame arrow was launched, this time towards the ground, aimed directly at the fleeing immortal cultivators. The arrow was so fast and powerful that it seemed to tear through space, carrying an irresistible pressure.

The immortal cultivators were terrified when they saw this. They tried desperately to dodge, but the speed of the green flame arrow was too fast, like lightning, and it was right in front of them in a flash.

"Ah!" A scream broke the silence of the valley. A cultivator was hit in the vitals by a green flame arrow and fell to the ground instantly. His clothes were stained with blood.

The other cultivators were so frightened upon seeing this that they quickened their pace in an attempt to escape from this place of death.

However, Xie Wen would not let them go easily. He flashed and appeared in front of the immortal cultivators, aiming the green flame arrow in his hand at the next target again.

This move also sends a key signal to everyone in the Xiongying Society.

Shi Feiyang, "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, "Double-edged Blade" Xiao Lingling, "Archer" Miao Menlong, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun, "Round Barrel" Lu Dede, "Bamboo Pole" Jiang Huotian and others saw the signal and it was as if they heard the horn of charge.

They were agile, like a group of well-trained cheetahs ready to go, and ran towards the entrance of Qingfeng Valley without hesitation. Their steps were quick and firm, and the ground was making a "dong dong dong" sound under their feet.

Lin Fanhui, Liu Xuan, Guan De, and Zhao Long, several fellow disciples, also arrived soon after, following the instructions of the green flame arrows. With ferocious looks on their faces and swords waving in their hands, they unleashed the Shadow Wind-Splitting Sword Technique and instantly engaged in a fierce battle with the cultivators in a bid to seize Gong Simeng and the two auspicious beasts.

For a moment, the waving of the big sword brought about the sound of whistling wind, and the sounds of shouting and weapons colliding were intertwined into one, "clang clang clang" and "bang bang bang". Sparks flew in every confrontation, and both sides were red-eyed and tried their best to kill each other.

Xie Wen seized the opportunity, took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, his hands danced quickly, and veins bulged.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he swung the Heavenly Silk Net into the air. Like a giant, pure white flower, the Heavenly Silk Net slowly unfolded in the air, rustling with a force that was irresistible, enveloping Suzaku, Baihu, and Gong Simeng.

Then, Xie Wen grasped the rope tightly with both hands and pulled it hard. The rope instantly tightened, making a sharp "creaking" sound. He tried his best to pull the three people and the beast into the air.

However, the Immortal Cultivators would not give up so easily. Seeing this, someone immediately unleashed the little magic they had just learned, muttering something in a low, eerie voice while rapidly forming hand seals with their hands in a dazzling display of movements.

Instantly, a beam of light shot out from his hand, carrying a powerful force, attacking the soaring Xie Wen. The light sliced ​​through the air, making a whooshing sound, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be scorched.

Xie Wen was horrified. He twisted his body in mid-air, trying to avoid the fatal blow. A flash of light brushed against the edge of his clothes, and the smell of burning filled the air. His clothes instantly turned to ash, and a wisp of green smoke rose. Xie Wen broke out in a cold sweat, having nearly fallen into the enemy's hands.

Just at this moment, Shi Feiyang arrived using his peerless lightness skill of "Traveling Thousand Miles Without Stopping".

His figure was as swift as lightning, like a black whirlwind, appearing on the battlefield in an instant. He suddenly activated the eighth level of the Mingyu Gong—"Supreme Forgetfulness"—and the powerful Mingyu Gong qi instantly formed a huge vortex, sucking the surrounding air into it, emitting a whistling sound.

In the face of this powerful true qi, the magic spells of the immortal cultivators were instantly condensed into ice, turning into countless ice chips that scattered all over the ground, making crackling sounds.

Shi Feiyang then floated down, his movements light and graceful, yet carrying a fierce aura. He quickly drew the Burmese knife from his waist. Empowered by the Mingyu Gong, the knife gleamed with a cold light, its blade seemingly frozen with frost.

In early winter, the sky and the earth seem to be covered by a layer of cold and thick gauze.

The cold wind was like a wild beast out of control, running wildly through the mountains and fields, making a howling sound, as if it wanted to drag everything in the world into its frenzy.

The trees have shed their autumn splendor, leaving only bare branches that tremble in the wind, making creaking sounds.

On the ground, the withered yellow leaves were picked up by the wind, swirling around and making a rustling sound, adding a bit of solemnity.

Shi Feiyang, dressed in black, stood on the battlefield like the god of death in the dark night.

The cold wind blew recklessly, rustling his clothes and cheering his bravery. He activated the Mingyu Gong, emitting a bone-chilling chill that seemed to come from an extremely cold place, instantly freezing the air around him.

In the cold wind of early winter, the chill of Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong became increasingly biting, and wisps of cold air spread outward, gradually forming a thin layer of frost on the ground, making a "crackling" sound.

At this time, the people of the immortal cultivation clan surrounded Shi Feiyang.

The leader was Qin Haotian from the "Poison Dragon Gang". He was a burly man, like a small mountain, with a face full of fat, as if every muscle exuded a fierce aura.

He was wielding a serrated broadsword in his hand. The blade was flashing with cold light, and there seemed to be traces of blood that had not yet dried on the teeth.

He was the first to attack, shouting, "Boy, today is the day you die!"

The sound was as resounding as a bell, shaking the surrounding air. Then, he unleashed the Poison Dragon Gang's "Poison Dragon Earth-Splitting Slash." With a whirring sound, like a streak of black lightning, the broadsword slashed down fiercely towards Shi Feiyang's head. Wherever the blade passed, a deep crack was carved into the ground. With a sizzling sound, the crack spread outward like a hideous scar.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disdain, as if he were looking at an insignificant ant. His figure flashed, swiftly enough to be hard to catch, like a streak of black lightning, instantly dodging Qin Haotian's attack.

At the same time, he drew out the Burmese knife from his waist, and the blade drew an arc in the air, bringing up a gust of cold wind.

He used the "Raging Sea" move from the Baisheng Sword Technique. The sword flashed, and "swish, swish, swish", three sharp sword auras with biting chill flew towards Qin Haotian like ferocious sea dragons.

Qin Haotian's face turned pale as paper upon seeing this, his eyes filled with fear. He hurriedly swung his sword to block it. "Dang, dang, dang!" Three loud noises rang out, sparks flew everywhere, and the powerful sword energy made his arms numb, cracking his knuckles and nearly slipping out of his hand.

He staggered and took several steps back before he could barely steady himself.

Lin Lengfeng from the "Rainstorm Sword Sect" also joined the battle. He held a long sword in his hand, and his figure was graceful, like a breeze.

He unleashed the "Fresh Wind Phantom Sword," his figure moving swiftly, the shadows of his sword swirling like a gentle breeze, making it difficult to grasp. The longsword flashed with a cold light as it stabbed towards Shi Feiyang's throat.

The sword whistled, its sound whistling, as if it would instantly pierce Shi Feiyang's throat. Shi Feiyang stepped lightly, as nimble as a swallow. He dodged the sword with graceful and swift movements.

At the same time, he swung the Burmese knife in his hand and used the "Sweeping the Enemy" move. The Burmese knife carried a thousand pounds of force, like a black torrent, sweeping towards Lin Lengfeng with overwhelming force.

Lin Lengfeng was horrified and wanted to dodge but it was too late.

His eyes were filled with despair as he could only watch helplessly as the Burmese knife approached. With a "puff", the Burmese knife slashed heavily on him, blood splattering everywhere. His body fell into a pool of blood like a piece of dead wood that had been chopped off. He twitched a few times before he became motionless.

Zhao Xuemo of the Blood Demon Hall had a ferocious expression on his face. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. He unleashed the Blood Demon Sky-Splitting Fist, sending a whistling fist and carrying a nauseating, bloody aura as he charged towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang's eyes glared, like an enraged tiger. He activated the Mingyu Gong, intensifying the chill. He swung his Burmese sword, unleashing the "Golden Dragon Claw" technique.

The Burmese knife and Zhao Xuemo's fist collided with a loud "bang," like a cannonball exploding in the air. Zhao Xuemo's fist was hit by the Burmese knife, blood splattering, and he screamed in pain, a shrill and desperate sound. He flew back several feet and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Seeing this, the other members of the Xiuxian clan were a little afraid, but they still refused to retreat and continued to besiege Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang was like a ferocious tiger, galloping through the enemy horde. His Hundred Victories sword technique was incredibly sharp, and every strike carried the force of a tidal wave. "Swish, swish, swish," the blade flashed like the Grim Reaper's scythe, slashing and slashing as he chopped down countless enemies.

In an instant, the sounds of shouting and weapons clashing were intertwined together, "bang bang" and "clang clang", the scene was extremely tragic.

Shi Feiyang became more and more courageous in this fierce battle. His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. He kept waving the Burmese knife in his hand. Every swing brought deadly power, killing all the people of the Xiuxian clan one by one. The blood dyed the ground red, and in the cold wind of early winter, it emitted a pungent fishy smell, like a purgatory on earth.

Just when Shi Feiyang was killing the immortal cultivators and forcing them to retreat step by step, Wu Zhong, Lu Dede, Xiao Lingling, Jiang Huotian, Miao Menlong, Xiang Kun, Lin Wanqing, Yi Li, Shan Zhi and others arrived in time.

They looked hurried, yet determined and concerned. Seeing Xie Wen floating down from the sky, everyone quickly gathered around him, helping him place Suzaku, Baihu, and Gong Simeng in a safe place.

Then, they all took out the various pills, gold wound medicine, and debridement water they had brought with them. Lin Wanqing moved gently and focused her eyes as she carefully cleaned Gong Simeng's wound, applying the gold wound medicine evenly on the wound, and whispered softly, "Miss Gong, hold on, you will be well soon."

Ellie was responsible for treating the injuries of Suzaku and Baihu. The pill in her hand emitted a strange light. After Baihu took it, his originally listless eyes gradually became brighter.

At the same time, Shi Feiyang witnessed Liu Xuan, Guan De, Zhao Long, Lin Fanhui and other fellow disciples trying to escape during the chaos. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and a cold light flashed.

He snorted coldly, gripped the Burmese knife tightly in his hand, activated the Mingyu Gong, and the aura around him surged, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Want to escape? Not so easy!" Shi Feiyang roared, his voice resounding through the sky and shaking the leaves of the trees around him. He slammed his feet into the ground, and with a "bang", the ground cracked instantly. He soared towards the fleeing people like a black lightning, his clothes rustling.

When Liu Xuan and others noticed that Shi Feiyang was chasing them, their faces suddenly changed and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

But they were all skilled figures in the Shadow Alliance, and they quickly recovered. They exchanged a glance and, in unison, took up their stances, unleashing the "Shadow-Splitting Wind Blade Technique." For a moment, the broadswords swung, crisscrossing with black blade energy, whirring like a howling black gale, attempting to engulf Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang unleashed the "Swift Wind and Rain" move from his Hundred Victories Sword Technique. His Burmese sword danced swiftly, its light flashing like dense raindrops as he attacked Liu Xuan and the others with a swish. Each ray of sword light carried a sharp chill and powerful force, slicing the air with a hissing sound.

Seeing this, Liu Xuan shouted loudly, swung his sword and rushed towards Shi Feiyang, using the move "Splitting Wind and Breaking Mountains". The sword brought with it a rolling black airflow, like a collapsing mountain, pressing towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang flashed and easily avoided the move. At the same time, the Burmese knife in his hand drew an arc, "The pine trees welcome the guests", and a bright knife light crossed the sky like a rainbow, heading straight for Liu Xuan's throat.

Liu Xuan was horrified and quickly dodged to the side. The knife light grazed his clothes, and with a "hiss", a large gash was cut in his clothes. Guan De took the opportunity to attack from the side. He spun the sword in his hand and performed the "Shadow Vortex" move. A black vortex formed around the blade, and it rolled towards Shi Feiyang with a "woosh".

Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed, he activated Mingyu Gong, the chill became even more intense, and he swung the Burmese knife in his hand fiercely, "Mount Tai pressing down on the top", the Burmese knife with a thousand pounds of force, like a towering Mount Tai, smashed towards Guande's whirlpool.

With a loud "bang", the knife collided with the vortex. The powerful impact force knocked Guan De back and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Long and Lin Fanhui exchanged glances, then attacked simultaneously. Zhao Long unleashed his "Black Wind Killer" move, his broadsword wielding a dark, murderous aura, slashing towards Shi Feiyang's chest. Lin Fanhui then unleashed his "Shadow Strike," moving like a ghost, darting behind Shi Feiyang and stabbing him in the back with his broadsword.

Shi Feiyang sensed the attack from behind and spun abruptly, his Burmese sword wielding rapidly, forming a defensive net. With a clanging roar, he blocked all the attacks from Zhao Long and Lin Fanhui. Simultaneously, he unleashed the "Dancing Dragons and Snakes" move. The Burmese swords, like a swarm of dancing dragons and snakes, charged at the two men, their flashes dazzling the eyes.

Zhao Long and Lin Fanhui dodged left and right, but still had several bloody marks on their bodies.

After more than ten rounds of fierce fighting, Shi Feiyang grew more and more courageous. He spotted an opening and unleashed his ultimate move, "Heaven and Earth Live Together," from his Hundred Victories Sword Technique. He raised his Burmese sword high, its blade ablaze with light, and then slashed down fiercely. Countless blade energies converged into a powerful torrent, rumbling as it swept towards Liu Xuan, Guan De, Lin Fanhui, Zhao Long, and the others.

The four wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The sword energy instantly enveloped them.

Only a few "crackling" sounds were heard, and the sound of broken bones was very irritating to the eardrums.

Liu Xuan, Guan De, Lin Fanhui, Zhao Long, and other fellow disciples were slain by Shi Feiyang. Their bodies flew backward like kites with their strings cut, slamming heavily to the ground, motionless. Shi Feiyang stood, blade sheathed. His figure loomed tall in the early winter wind, his robes fluttering in the breeze, his eyes radiating an awe-inspiring majesty.

Xie Wen quickly walked to Shi Feiyang's side, his expression solemn, and he lowered his voice and said, "Chief, Liu Tingting is in Qingfeng Valley, fighting with the Shadow Alliance!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. Without saying a word, he tightly gripped the Burmese knife in his hand, tapped his feet lightly, and used his peerless lightness skills to fly into Qingfeng Valley like a black lightning.

At this moment, during the darkest hour before dawn, Qingfeng Valley was shrouded in thick darkness, like a huge black cage.

The fight between Liu Tingting and Dark Night Owl has entered a white-hot stage.

Liu Tingting's pretty face was covered in sweat, and she was panting. Although she was still resisting stubbornly, she was gradually losing strength. She continued to cast some simple spells, and the ice jade sword in her hand, under the blessing of the spells, occasionally flashed with strange light and made a "sizzling" sound.

However, as a cultivator of immortality, Dark Night Owl also knew some magic spells and could handle the situation with ease.

Around the two of them, the light of magic flashed and intertwined, the sound of fighting was endless, and every move and every style was fraught with danger.

Shi Feiyang arrived quietly like a ghost, his aura restrained, as if he had merged into one with the darkness.

As he drew closer, he suddenly activated the Mingyu Gong. A strangely cold aura instantly emanated from his body, spreading rapidly like a surging cold current. The magical lights that had been intertwining and colliding in the air were instantly frozen by this cold aura, emitting a crisp "crackling" sound and transforming into countless crystal ice fragments that scattered to the ground.

When Dark Night Owl noticed Shi Feiyang's arrival, his face suddenly changed and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He snorted coldly, his voice low and full of murderous intent. He gripped the big knife tightly with both hands and performed the Shadow Wind-Splitting Sword Technique.

As the big knife was swung, a rolling black airflow surrounded the blade, making a "whooshing" sound. The black airflow seemed to have life, twisting and swirling, emitting a strange aura, and rushing towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang showed no fear. He roared, a roar like a bell, shaking the surrounding leaves. He then unleashed his Hundred Victories Sword Technique, the Burmese knife in his hand flashing with a cold light like a streak of silver lightning. Unleashing the "Raging Sea" technique, the Burmese knife danced swiftly, the blade flashing like an autumn wind. "Swish, swish, swish," it instantly shattered the dark air currents from the Dark Night Owl.

After the black airflow was cut off, it made a hissing sound, like the howling of a wounded beast.

When Dark Night Owl saw this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He turned around and performed a move called "Ghostly Shadows" from the Shadow Wind-Splitting Sword Technique.

His figure suddenly became illusory, and countless black knife shadows appeared around him, making a buzzing sound and attacking Shi Feiyang from all directions.

Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed, he activated Mingyu Gong, the chill became even stronger, the Burmese knife in his hand spun rapidly, forming a defensive barrier, "ding ding dang dang", blocking all the attacks of the Dark Night Owl, sparks flying everywhere.

Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity and used the killer move of Baisheng Sword Technique, "Heaven and Earth Live Together".

He raised the Burmese knife high in his hand, and the blade shone brightly. Then he chopped it down suddenly. Countless sword auras gathered into a powerful torrent. With a "boom", it swept towards the Dark Night Owl with the momentum of destroying the world.

Dark Night Owl was horrified. He hurriedly waved his sword to resist and performed a "Shadow Shield" move. The black airflow formed a solid shield in front of him. With a "bang", the sword energy collided with the shield. The powerful impact force made Dark Night Owl retreat again and again.

Under Shi Feiyang's fierce attack, Dark Night Owl's acupuncture points were gradually invaded by Shi Feiyang's bone-penetrating cold air. He felt his body becoming increasingly stiff, and his movements becoming slower.

Shi Feiyang took advantage of the victory and attacked Dark Night Owl with the Burmese knife in his hand like a whirlwind. The knife flashed and the dark night owl resisted desperately, but it was too late to turn the tide.

Shi Feiyang used another move called "The Longevity of Heaven and Earth". The Burmese knife carried a thousand pounds of force and with a "puff" sound, it chopped fiercely on the body of the Night Owl.

The night owl let out a shrill cry, and the sound was like the howl of a wounded lone wolf in the cold night, echoing in the silent early winter valley for a long time.

His body was like a kite with its string cut. Under Shi Feiyang's fierce attack, he flew backward uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground. The moment he hit the ground, it was as if he was torn apart by an invisible yet powerful force. His body was shattered into seventy-two pieces, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground. The scene was bloody and tragic.

At this time, the cold wind in the valley became more and more biting, like countless sharp knives blowing wantonly, making a whistling sound.

The trees swayed violently in the strong wind, and the bare branches collided with each other, making a creaking sound, as if they were also making their final wail for this thrilling battle.

The fallen leaves on the ground were picked up by the strong wind, swirling and flying wildly, adding a bit of bleakness and desolation to the already gloomy scene.

Seeing that Dark Night Owl was dead, Liu Tingting looked at everything in front of her with a complicated expression, then slowly sheathed her sword. She turned and leaped over like a light white phantom, throwing herself into Shi Feiyang's arms without hesitation.

She wrapped her arms around Shi Feiyang's neck tightly like vines, a seemingly gentle smile on her face, and said affectionately, "Brother Shi, thank you for coming to save me. Haha! Have Suzaku and Baihu been rescued?"

Her voice was gentle, like a spring breeze, but there was a barely perceptible glint of eagerness in her eyes.

Shi Feiyang was somewhat bewildered by Liu Tingting's sudden action, but he was more moved by the feeling of having survived a disaster. He said sincerely, "I've been rescued. Thank you, Tingting!"

However, just as Shi Feiyang finished speaking, a strange cold light suddenly flashed across Liu Tingting's eyes. The cold light flashed and disappeared, but it revealed a chilling determination and ruthlessness.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, she leaned forward, her warm lips gently kissing Shi Feiyang. At the same time, she exerted her strength in her arms, unexpectedly lifting Shi Feiyang up and running towards the room where Gong Simeng had been. Her movements were swift and resolute, executing a long-planned plan.

In this cold valley in early winter, Liu Tingting's behavior seemed particularly abrupt.

In order to obtain the Vermillion Bird and the White Tiger, and to achieve immortal cultivation as soon as possible, she has already disregarded everything and used all means. She knows very well that the immense power contained in the Vermillion Bird and the White Tiger is the key to realizing her dream of cultivating immortality.

At that moment, Liu Tingting's eyes seemed shrouded in a vehement mist, the only thing she could see was the majestic figures of Suzaku and White Tiger. In her heart, her obsession with cultivating immortality burned like a raging fire, consuming all other thoughts.

Just like a moth that flies towards the flame regardless of everything, even though she knows that there may be a bottomless abyss ahead from which there is no escape, the illusory hope of cultivating immortality attracts her like a magnet, driving her to rush towards Shi Feiyang without hesitation and without looking back, emitting an almost insane aura around her.

Shi Feiyang's originally rock-solid psychological defense collapsed in an instant under Liu Tingting's sudden and passionate attack.

The principles and beliefs he had long held in his heart were like melting snow in spring, swept away by an invisible but powerful force, leaving only a desolate void, and his thoughts fell into chaos and confusion.

Driven by instinct, his body made some reactions that he himself had not expected. His eyes were full of confusion and struggle, as if he was in a foggy forest and lost his way.

The eastern sky was quietly turning pale, and the faint light of dawn was like gentle fingers, gently parting the heavy curtain of night. The faint light cast a faint golden glow on this early winter valley, draping a hazy veil over all things.

In her half-awake, half-conscious state, Liu Tingting tormented Shi Feiyang like a mad beast, with reckless determination. In her mind, twisted by obsession, any price she paid was a mere trifle, to be forgotten, as long as she could obtain the Vermillion Bird and the White Tiger, gaining crucial support on her path to immortality.

In the valley, the fog grew thicker, like a thick white quilt, gently wrapping everything in the world.

The mist was like a lively elf, moving freely and drifting, gradually blurring the figures of Shi Feiyang and Liu Tingting.

The outlines of the two people were looming in the mist, like illusory phantoms, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

　If you have time, you can read "Starting with the Divine Light Power", which is a book that depicts human nature. The characters in the book are related to many characters in this book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)