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

Chapter 150. Ming Yu's cold power breaks the enemy's formation, Shi Feiyang slashes the Japanese chief with his sword
Shi Feiyang understood that only by combining the power of the court with the wisdom of the people could they form a powerful force to completely crush the Japanese pirates' ambitions of aggression. Gradually, Li Song, the general of Yizhou, began to pay attention to the intelligence sent by Shi Feiyang.

Especially after the fall of Gaizhou, Li Song deeply felt the severity of the situation and suddenly realized the importance of Shi Feiyang's intelligence.

He regretted his previous arrogance and contempt, and silently admired Shi Feiyang's foresight.

Li Song began to reflect on his attitude and realized that in the fight against foreign enemies, everyone has an irreplaceable role, and Shi Feiyang is the important person who can provide key information.

On this day, Li Song specially arranged a grand banquet and invited Shi Feiyang to come.

The tent was decorated solemnly and neatly, with the table filled with fine wine and delicious food.

Li Song, dressed in military uniform, stood at the door of the tent, waiting expectantly.

He hoped that through this banquet, he could make up for his previous mistakes and establish a closer cooperative relationship with Shi Feiyang.

When Shi Feiyang arrived, Li Song immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said respectfully, "Master Shi, I was too blind to recognize your talent before, and I have been very negligent towards you. I hope you will forgive me. The situation is critical now, and thanks to your intelligence, we have a clearer understanding of the Japanese pirates' movements." Shi Feiyang smiled and returned the greeting, saying, "General Li, you are too modest. Fighting against the Japanese pirates and defending our country is our shared responsibility."

His words revealed a sense of righteousness, which made Li Song admire him even more.

The two men walked into the tent and sat down according to the etiquette of host and guest. Li Song personally poured wine for Shi Feiyang and said, "Master Shi, I have prepared a little wine today. First, I want to apologize to you, and second, I want to ask for your opinion on the upcoming battle."

Shi Feiyang picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said slowly: "General Li, the Japanese pirates are cunning, and their martial arts are very different from ours in China." He began to analyze in detail the tactical characteristics of the Japanese pirates and the various martial arts moves they used.

At this time, Lin Wanqing sat quietly beside Shi Feiyang, her eyes always following Shi Feiyang closely.

Her admiration for Shi Feiyang was beyond words, and her heart was filled with love for this hero.

As she listened to Shi Feiyang's clear and logical description of the Japanese pirates' martial arts, her love for him grew stronger.

Every word Shi Feiyang said was like a stone, stirring up ripples in the lake of her heart.

Looking at Shi Feiyang's calm and confident demeanor, she longed to marry him immediately and spend the rest of her life with him.

Shi Feiyang continued, "Take the Japanese pirates' Fuso Swordsmanship and Yingfeng Yidaozhan for example. They're incredibly powerful. Fuso Swordsmanship combines ninjutsu and swordsmanship, creating a dreamlike experience amidst the flashes of swords and shadows. Its essence lies in the word 'illusion,' defeating the enemy through the medium of reality and illusion. Its skill mechanics are quite complex. Its passive skill provides killing damage and a dash effect. Its first skill can shoot down enemy projectiles and grant invincibility. Its second skill shortens its cooldown, and its third skill can lock onto the enemy and inflict heavy damage."

Shi Feiyang explains in detail the advantages and disadvantages of each martial art, as well as strategies on how to deal with them.

Xie Wen was sitting on the side, listening with great interest, but when he heard this, he was stunned.

He had never imagined that the Japanese pirates' martial arts could be so ingeniously designed. The complexity and depth of these skills far exceeded his imagination, giving him a new understanding and awe of the Japanese pirates' military power.

"Let's talk about the Windward Blade Slash," Shi Feiyang continued. "This is a powerful one-handed sword technique. The sword is swung with incredible swiftness, leveraging the twisting of the body and the swing of the arm to strike the opponent with lightning speed. The force is heavy, like a violent storm, making it difficult to dodge. This sword technique places special emphasis on the timing, angle, and speed of the sword strike. It also relies on coordinated body movements, concentrating all the strength of the body into the blade to achieve the best killing effect. Furthermore, it requires the user to possess extremely high reflexes and judgment, able to accurately seize opportunities on the ever-changing battlefield and kill with a single strike."

"As for the Japanese pirates' boxing and palm techniques," Shi Feiyang paused before continuing to explain, "they mainly originated from Ryukyu's Tang-style hand-stance, which was introduced to the Japanese islands and gradually evolved into the original form of karate. Its technical characteristics are wide-open and wide-close movements, mostly in straight lines, and the common use of bow stances and horse stances. It places great emphasis on the use of leg techniques, integrating kicking, hitting, throwing, grabbing, throwing, locking, twisting, counter-attacks, acupressure, and other techniques. The changes are unpredictable and difficult to defend against. These techniques are not only extremely powerful in one-on-one combat, but can also produce astonishing results in group battles, making the Japanese pirates very comfortable on the battlefield and difficult to deal with."

"And the ninjas among the Japanese pirates are certainly not to be underestimated." Shi Feiyang's eyes revealed a wary look. "Their shurikens are multifunctional. Besides being throwing weapons, they can also be used as positioning markers and nighttime signaling. Their portable equipment is also highly integrated. For example, the Bingliang Pill combines food, medicine, and fuel into one, making it easy to carry during missions. Their escape techniques are even more diverse, including fire escape, water escape, wood escape, metal escape, earth escape, wind escape, lightning escape, ice escape, insect and beast escape, and so on. For example, fire escape uses smoke bombs to confuse the enemy and then escape; water escape uses special skills or props to hide underwater. And then there's the bladeless soul-stealing technique, which is considered the pinnacle of ninjutsu, capable of taking a life without a sound."

Li Song listened intently, nodding frequently, his admiration for Shi Feiyang deepening. He said, "Master Shi, you are truly knowledgeable and have such a thorough understanding of the Japanese pirates. With your help, we will be able to fight them with greater success. Your knowledge and experience are like a beacon in the darkness, guiding us forward."

Shi Feiyang smiled modestly and responded, "General Li, you're too kind. I was just paying a little more attention. The Japanese pirates are closing in, and the atmosphere in Yizhou is growing increasingly tense. We must work together to keep the people safe. Everyone should contribute their strength, whether soldiers or civilians, we are all an indispensable part of this war."

Li Song's face was filled with satisfaction, his eyes revealing his control and confidence in the situation. He looked at Shi Feiyang and solemnly instructed, "Master Shi, I hope you and the disciples of the Xiongying Society will strengthen your covert surveillance of the Japanese pirates and ensure that nothing is leaking out."

After saying this, he quickly spread out the paper and began to draft an official document.

In the official document, he earnestly reported to the court Shi Feiyang's profound patriotism: "Since participating in the Ningxia Campaign, Shi Feiyang has bravely fought and successfully quelled the rebellion, making outstanding contributions to the court. Later, with extraordinary courage and wisdom, he eliminated several evil gangs from the Jianghu, restoring order to the underworld. Now, facing the rampant Japanese pirates, Shi Feiyang has once again stepped forward, wholeheartedly caring for the people and resolutely throwing himself into the fight against them."

Li Song changed his tone and suggested, "If the imperial court can absorb Shi Feiyang and incorporate the Xiongying Society into the imperial court's military system, it will surely be able to add more strength and make our Ming Empire even more indestructible."

After careful consideration, Li Song personally drafted a document. After completing it, he carefully assigned a trusted subordinate to respectfully submit the document to Shi Feiyang for review.

Shi Feiyang took the document and read every word and sentence attentively. He felt very grateful for Li Song's meticulous attitude and trust in him.

After seeing Shi Feiyang finish the review, Li Song nodded slightly to show his satisfaction. Then he quickly arranged a fast horse to send this document full of expectations and trust to the capital, presenting it to the court and the emperor, hoping to get their review and approval.

Although Li Song had a deep understanding of the complexity and subtlety of officialdom, he knew clearly that this document might sink into the sea and never be heard of again, but he still completed all the superficial work meticulously.

Because he knew very well that at this tense moment of war, he urgently needed the full support of Shi Feiyang, Xiongying Society and all the major gangs and sects in the Liaodong martial arts world to jointly resist foreign enemies.

At the same time, Shi Feiyang was also preparing for the next step against the Japanese pirates in a tense and orderly manner.

He and the disciples of the Xiongying Society were like nimble fish, going deep into the people. They either disguised themselves as ordinary vendors, moving around in the bustling market, seemingly selling goods, but actually paying attention to any suspicious signs among passers-by; or they disguised themselves as street performers, performing in places where crowds gathered, taking the opportunity to find out the latest developments of the Japanese pirates.

After hard work, Shi Feiyang discovered that the power of the Japanese pirates in the areas around Yizhou was becoming more and more rampant. Not only did they frequently harass the border, burn, kill, loot and do all kinds of evil, they also attempted to infiltrate the city, destroy the city defenses and create chaos. They were like a cancer, growing wantonly on this land.

Faced with this serious situation, Shi Feiyang decisively decided to strengthen the city's defense.

He held in-depth consultations with the craftsmen, reinforced and repaired the city walls, and added watchtowers and various fortifications.

At the same time, he also organized an elite team. The members of the team were all disciples of the Xiongying Society who were highly skilled in martial arts, intelligent and brave. They were specifically responsible for combating the infiltration of Japanese pirates and ensuring the safety of the city defense.

Shi Feiyang discussed the detailed plan with Li Song. After listening to Shi Feiyang's plan, Li Song's eyes flashed with appreciation. He strongly supported Shi Feiyang's actions and expressed that he would do his best to provide help.

Li Song not only allocated a batch of sophisticated weapons and equipment to Shi Feiyang, those sharp swords flashed coldly in the sun, and the sturdy armor seemed to be able to withstand thousands of troops; he also sent some official troops to assist Shi Feiyang. These official troops marched in an orderly manner, with high morale and demonstrated strict discipline. They will fight side by side with Shi Feiyang's team to fight against the invading Japanese pirates.

Under Shi Feiyang's careful planning, the disciples of the Xiongying Society cooperated closely with the government troops, fitting in seamlessly like gears.

The cooperation between them reached an amazing level of tacit understanding. Every movement and every attack seemed so coordinated, as if it was the result of countless rehearsals.

They successfully thwarted many infiltration attempts by Japanese pirates, and each action was thrilling, full of tension and excitement.

Not only did they seize a large number of weapons and supplies, but those weapons still bore traces of the Japanese pirates' crimes; they also captured a number of Japanese pirate spies, from whom they obtained a lot of valuable intelligence, which provided strong support for subsequent battles.

This information is like a key that opens the door to victory.

Upon hearing the urgency of the war, the leaders of dozens of martial arts sects in Liaodong led their disciples to join the battle.

They all carried long swords on their backs, had firm eyes, and walked with vigorous steps, carrying the heroic spirit of heroes in the world.

They poured into Yizhou City like an unstoppable torrent, injecting new vitality and hope into the battle.

Not wanting to be left behind, several major gangs organized their members to join the encirclement and suppression of the Japanese bandits. They quickly assembled, their morale high, and for a time, morale within Yizhou City was greatly boosted. Their participation in the battle began to tilt the balance of the battle towards justice.

However, this put unprecedented pressure on the Japanese pirates in Uiju Castle, including Itada Taro, Ida Ichi, Takeo Jiro, Tengda Tsuyoshi, Kato Yin'ichi, and Hisada Ken. After discussion, they decided to launch an early attack on the Ming army in Uiju Castle, hoping to take advantage of the chaos and kidnap the King of Joseon to reverse the situation.

They were like a group of trapped animals, frantically searching for a way to escape.

On that early summer night, Yizhou City seemed shrouded in a haze, a tense and solemn atmosphere permeating every corner. A suffocating sense of oppression hung in the air, as if even time had stood still.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, but it couldn't dispel the pungent smell of gunpowder in the air. This smell, like the mark of war, was deeply engraved in everyone's heart, reminding them how precious peace is.

Atop the city walls, blazing torches illuminated the resolute faces of the defenders with remarkable clarity, the dancing flames seeming to speak of their resolve and courage. They gripped their weapons tightly, their knuckles white with exertion, their gazes fixed firmly outside the city walls, their eyes revealing fearlessness and vigilance, ready to meet any incoming enemy.

Their figures appeared particularly tall in the light of the fire, like insurmountable mountains.

On the streets of the city, there was an endless stream of patrolling soldiers and militiamen. Their steps were in unison, and the sound of their footsteps echoed in the silent night. Every step seemed to step on people's hearts, adding a sense of unease to this ancient city.

The houses on both sides of the street had their doors and windows closed, with only faint lights shining through the windows, like a little hope in the night.

Residents either hid in their homes and prayed silently, hoping that the war would end soon; or they quietly discussed the recent war in very low voices, their hearts filled with uncertainty and worry about the future.

In the city's meeting hall, Shi Feiyang, Li Song and others were nervously discussing countermeasures.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn. Everyone sat around the table, their brows furrowed, their eyes focused on the map.

Shi Feiyang pointed at the map and analyzed the possible attack routes and response strategies of the Japanese pirates. They knew that every decision was related to the safety of the residents in the city, so every detail could not be ignored.

At the same time, Lin Wanqing, Xie Wen and the masters of Liaodong martial arts were secretly dispatched to Yizhou Posthouse. They were agile and ran towards the posthouse like a black lightning.

It was undoubtedly the focus of the Japanese pirates' attacks. The safety of the King of Korea was related to the entire war situation, and they shouldered a heavy mission.

At this tense moment, Japanese pirates including Iida Hajime, Takeo Jiro, Tengda Tsuyoshi, Kato Yinichi, Hisada Ken and others have sneaked into the post station like ghosts. They are dressed in black, holding sharp blades, with greed and ferocity in their eyes. A fierce battle is about to break out here.

There was a bloodthirsty light flashing in Taro Itai's eyes, like a hungry wolf. He waved his hand suddenly and led a team of Japanese pirates to pounce on the city wall like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey. The ferocious momentum seemed to devour everything.

These pirates were extremely agile, using both their hands and feet to scale the walls with astonishing speed, like geckos scurrying across the walls. The moonlight shone upon them, illuminating their hideous faces and the gleaming long swords in their hands. They seemed like messengers from hell, carrying the breath of death.

In the blink of an eye, Itada Taro was the first to climb to the top of the city wall. His movements were swift and decisive, like a ghost in the dark, appearing silently on the city wall.

He landed firmly on the ground, his figure spun like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand drew a cold arc, the terrifying "Wind Slash". This sword technique had no moves or forms, but it contained endless murderous intent. As the sword was drawn, the blade was wrapped in a whirring sound, like a sudden gust of wind, carrying an unstoppable momentum, as if to cut down all enemies that stood in its way.

His sword flashed, and a sharp cold light flashed across. A Ming army soldier stationed on the city wall didn't even have time to react before his throat was cut by the sharp blade. Blood gushed out like a fountain. He opened his eyes wide, his face full of horror, and slowly fell down. His life came to an abrupt end at this moment.

The Japanese pirates under his command also unleashed their "Wind-Winding Blade Slash" technique. For a moment, the blades flashed, their icy light gleaming. These pirates were skilled in swordsmanship, each strike as fast as lightning and deadly. They were like a herd of bloodthirsty beasts, ruthlessly harvesting lives. The city wall instantly became a battlefield.

Although the Ming army soldiers and the martial artists stationed on the city walls fought hard, they seemed powerless in the face of such fierce swordsmanship.

They waved their weapons, attempting to block, but the pirates' swords were so swift that they were often struck by the sharp blades before they could even raise their weapons. Some had their arms severed, their limbs flying through the air in blood; others were struck in the chest, their clothes instantly stained red with blood, their bodies flying backwards like kites with their strings cut. The screams echoed from the city walls, leaving a chilling chill.

Under the frenzied attacks of the Japanese pirates, the Ming army's defenses gradually collapsed. Soldiers and martial artists on the city walls were slaughtered one after another. The scene was in chaos, and blood flowed like a river. Seeing this, Itai Taro burst into a mad laugh. He kicked aside the corpse of a Ming soldier and rushed towards the city gate like a bloodthirsty beast, unstoppable.

He swung his long sword, slashing every Ming soldier who stood in his way. With a few dull thuds, the city gate flew open, its massive structure slowly swaying to both sides, like the gates of hell opening.

Outside the city, Chida Hisao saw the city gate wide open, and immediately waved the flag in his hand and shouted loudly: "Charge!" Ten thousand Japanese pirates rushed into the city like a tide, with greed and cruelty flashing in their eyes, like a group of hungry wolves.

Wielding long swords, they uttered eerie cries, their eyes gleaming with greed and cruelty, their hearts brimming with a thirst for wealth and slaughter. Chida Hisao led the charge into the city, unleashing his "Wind-Slashing Blade" technique. His long sword slashed through the crowd, leaving blood and flesh scattering in every direction, a bloody feast. Amidst the chaotic battlefield, a knight in traditional martial arts attire witnessed Chida Hisao's rampage. His eyes widened with rage, and without hesitation, he brandished his long sword, launching a fierce attack on Chida Hisao.

However, Chida Hisao simply sneered at the sudden attack and dodged the sharp sword with a swift, nimble movement. Then, with lightning speed, he swung his sword, and with a single, "poof" sound, the knight's body was split in two at the shoulder, his internal organs and blood splattering onto the ground like a fountain.

The scene was so bloody that it was unbearable to watch.

In this sudden war, the Ming army, martial artists, and disciples of major gangs in the city rose up to resist. They were unwilling to submit to the iron hoof of the Japanese pirates.

The Ming army soldiers quickly gathered together and formed an indestructible square formation with long spears like a forest. They tried to use this dense gun formation to block the attack of the Japanese pirates and defend their homes.

However, the Japanese pirates seemed to have no regard for their own life or death. They rushed towards the Ming army's phalanx like a group of crazy beasts, regardless of everything. Their faces were full of fanaticism and bloodthirstiness, as if death was a kind of honor for them.

During the fierce battle, the Japanese pirates waved their long swords, cut off the Ming army's spears, and engaged in close combat with the Ming army.

For a moment, the sounds of shouting, weapons clashing, and painful screams intertwined together and resounded throughout the entire Yizhou City. The sound was like the call from hell, shaking everyone's heart.

Disciples from the major gangs were not to be outdone. Armed with various weapons, they engaged in a desperate struggle with the Japanese bandits. Some disciples wielded dual swords, their blades flashing and sending splatters of blood flying. Others employed their fists and feet, engaging the bandits in close combat. Each punch whirred and struck the thieves, leaving them bleeding from their mouths and noses.

But the Japanese pirates were numerous and their swordsmanship was ruthless, making the situation increasingly unfavorable for the defenders. Every minute and every second, men fell, and blood stained the ground red. In this brutal battle, the streets were filled with blood, flowing through the cracks in the stone slabs, as if the earth was weeping, mourning for the innocent souls who had died.

Corpses were lying all over the ground, including Ming army soldiers, martial artists, disciples of major gangs, and ordinary people.

Some of them still had the fear of death on their faces, while others maintained a fighting posture. Their lives came to an abrupt end at this moment and they became victims of this war.

The blazing flames engulfed the house, and the flames shot up into the sky, dyeing the entire night sky a fiery red, as if the sunset in the sky had arrived early.

Yizhou City is currently experiencing an unprecedented catastrophe. The air is filled with blood and the smell of death. It is like hell on earth, which is chilling.

As night fell, the Yizhou Posthouse was shrouded in darkness, and the tense and solemn atmosphere was almost cut through.

Japanese pirates such as Iida Hajime, Takeo Jiro, Tengda Tsuyoshi, Kato Yinichi, and Hisada Ken, like a group of vicious wolves lurking in the dark night, took advantage of the chaotic situation and launched a fierce attack on the post station.

The long swords they held tightly in their hands gleamed coldly in the firelight as they swung them wildly, ruthlessly hacking at the Korean king's guards. Although the guards fought desperately, they fell one after another in a pool of blood before these ferocious Japanese pirates. Their shrill screams echoed in every corner of the inn, making people's hair stand on end.

Lin Wanqing, a woman dressed in a dress as white as snow and holding a long sword, has a figure as light as a fairy in the sky, graceful and beautiful, as if she is the brightest star in the night sky.

Her elegant temperament and otherworldly demeanor remind people of fairies in heaven. Her every move is full of poetry and power, which makes people intoxicated.

Facing the aggressive and aggressive Jingtian Yi, Lin Wanqing remained calm, with her eyes revealing an unwavering and resolute will, as if no difficulties could shake her determination.

Her firm gaze and unyielding will are like an unshakable mountain, which makes people admire her courage and determination.

She just shook her wrist lightly, and the long sword drew an elegant arc. In an instant, she displayed her famous "Eternal Life Sword Technique". The sword technique was as its name suggests, as if it could give the user the power of immortality. The sword moves were soft and full of vitality.

Her swordsmanship is as graceful as dancing, and every movement is full of poetry and power, which makes people intoxicated.

This sword technique uses softness to overcome hardness, and the sword moves are continuous, like a gurgling stream in the mountains. It seems soft and weak, but in fact it is undercurrent surging, full of power that cannot be underestimated. Every dance of the sword tip seems to be telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Her swordsmanship is like poetry; every movement is full of poetry and power, making people intoxicated.

Her posture changed with the agile changes of her sword moves, and the sword flowers flickered like stars in the night sky, covering Jingtian in her dreamy sword curtain. The sword light was like water, and the sword shadow was like a dream. Her swordsmanship seemed to be telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Her swordsmanship is as graceful as dancing, and every movement is full of poetry and power, which makes people intoxicated.

The sword's light is like water, the sword's shadow is like a dream. Her swordsmanship seems to be telling an ancient and mysterious story. Every movement is full of poetry and power, which makes people intoxicated. Her swordsmanship is like a poem. Every movement is full of poetry and power, which makes people intoxicated.

Upon seeing this, Jingtian snorted coldly, held the sword in his hand horizontally, and then displayed his unique "Fuso Sword Technique".

The sword technique incorporates the mysterious and unpredictable nature of Japanese ninjutsu. The flashing sword light is dazzling and unpredictable.

Each sword strike seemed to contain mysterious power, as if it could cut through all obstacles. Whether it was hard rock or heavy armor, they all seemed fragile under this sword technique.

His figure was erratic, like a ghost, moving freely in Lin Wanqing's sword curtain. Every time he swung his sword, it brought with it a sharp gust of wind, trying to break through Lin Wanqing's seemingly weak but indestructible defense.

The flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers interweave into a thrilling picture of fierce battle.

Lin Wanqing remained calm during the fierce battle. Although Iida Ichi's swordsmanship was extremely sharp, she remained calm and relied on the exquisite "Eternal Sword Technique" to cleverly resolve the opponent's fierce attacks.

Every movement she made seemed so graceful and steady. She had become one with the sword. The sword was her, and she was the sword.

Lin Wanqing's swordsmanship contains an extraordinary temperament.

What she holds in her hand is not just a sword, but an art and a philosophy.

At the same time, in the Liaodong martial arts world, Han Li, the head of the Goro Stick Sect, stood in front of Takeo Jiro with a heavy copper stick in his hand in a majestic posture.

Han Li suddenly shouted loudly, with great momentum, and then displayed the unique skill of Wulang Stick School - "Wulang Stick Method".

The copper stick seemed to come alive in his hand, whirring and dancing out numerous stick shadows. Every swing of the stick contained a tremendous force, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on one's head, making people feel an incredible sense of oppression.

However, Takeo Jiro's swordsmanship is even more exquisite. He skillfully combines Fuso's swordsmanship with ninjutsu, making his swordsmanship unpredictable.

His body was as agile as a loach, and he could always find flaws in Han Li's stick shadows that were like a storm.

In just seven moves, Han Li found that he could not withstand Takeo Jiro's unpredictable swordsmanship. He was stabbed in many places and his clothes were stained with blood.

Despite this, Han Li still stubbornly held the copper stick in his hand. Although he staggered back a few steps, he still refused to fall down, showing the indomitable spirit of a warrior.

In the Liaodong martial arts world, Hu Haiqing, the leader of the Benleiquan Sect, is so passionate and imposing that one cannot help but be moved.

Hu Haiqing's eyes widened in anger, and he waved his fists, as if transformed into a mad bull, charging towards Teng Tiangang with unstoppable momentum. He unleashed the Thunder Fist, each punch accompanied by a whistling wind, and the force of his punches was as shocking as thunder, as if it could shatter any obstacle in his way.

However, facing Hu Haiqing's fierce attack, Teng Tiangang seemed calm and unhurried. He displayed the "Fusang Sword Technique" and his figure flashed like a ghost, easily avoiding Hu Haiqing's fist.

Then, his longsword stabbed out with swift and precise force, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue. Within three short strokes, Hu Haiqing found himself unable to dodge and was struck by the longsword. His eyes widened, his face filled with resentment as he slowly collapsed to the ground, blood splattering beneath him in a tragic scene.

Seeing this, Kato Yinyi, Hisada Ken and other ninjas immediately used fire and smoke escape techniques. They quickly threw smoke bombs and fire bombs in their hands. For a moment, the inn was filled with smoke and flames.

Under the cover of smoke and flames, they flashed by like ghosts, cleverly avoiding the swords, spears, and halberds of some leaders of the Liaodong martial arts world and their disciples, and quickly approached where the King of Korea was.

However, Kato Yinyi, Hisada Ken, and other pirates never expected that the heavily guarded Joseon King before them was actually Yi Song in disguise. They knew nothing about the king's true identity and were completely kept in the dark.

The only guard beside the "king" was Shi Feiyang. He stood quietly beside the king, his eyes sharp as a torch, vigilantly observing the surroundings, ready to respond to any unexpected situation at any time.

Shi Feiyang seemed like the god of the night hidden in the darkness. His eyes were like torches, taking in everything around him. He had already seen through the conspiracy of the Japanese pirates clearly, as if everything was under his control.

His expression was calm and he was not in a hurry. The aura around him flowed quietly as he secretly activated the eighth level of Mingyu Gong - "Supreme Forgetfulness".

This is an extraordinary state that has transcended everything in the world and reached a state of no desire and no demand.

At that moment, Shi Feiyang's body seemed to contain a volcano about to erupt. A powerful energies surged out from him like a tsunami. This energies were like a violent storm, violently impacting everything around him.

This energy quickly condensed, forming a massive vortex. Within the vortex, the air swirled wildly, emitting a low, shocking whistling sound, as if it was about to draw everything between heaven and earth into it. Even the air trembled under this force.

The vortex exuded a chilling, biting cold. Under the attack of this chill, the surrounding air instantly condensed into countless crystal-clear tiny ice crystals, which fell like fine snowflakes, flashing cold light in the dim light, as if even the light was frozen by this chill.

Dozens of ninjas, including Kato Yinyi and Hisada Ken, were instantly sucked into the icy vortex of Mingyu Gong by this suffocatingly powerful suction. Like leaves caught in a storm, they were unable to resist this force.

Like frightened birds in the whirlpool, they struggled in panic, trying to escape this terrible desperate situation with their own ninjutsu. However, the extremely cold whirlpool of Mingyu Gong was like a bottomless abyss, trapping them firmly and making it impossible to escape.

They either chanted something, trying to perform escape techniques, or quickly formed seals with their hands, trying to summon a defensive barrier.

These ninjas fought with all their might, trying to use the ninjutsu they had mastered to fend off the incoming attacks.

However, in the face of Ming Yu Gong's unparalleled incantation, their proud ninjutsu was like fragile bubbles, shattering in an instant, unable to be used at all. Ming Yu Gong's incantation was like an unstoppable torrent, easily breaking through their carefully constructed defenses.

Their bodies rolled and spun uncontrollably in the whirlpool, their faces filled with terror and despair. Their eyes were filled with fear of death, as if they had already seen the end of their lives.

Shi Feiyang saw this, a trace of disdain flashed across his stern face, and he snorted coldly. Although the sound was not loud, it was as clear as a bell in the chaos. At this moment, he had unknowingly found a Burmese knife in his hand.

His movements were quick and precise, as if everything was under his control.

The blade of this Burmese sword was long and narrow, its edge gleaming with a chilling light, as if expressing its thirst for blood. Wherever the blade passed, the air froze, and a murderous aura permeated the air.

Shi Feiyang used the Hundred Victories Sword Technique, and his figure was like a black lightning, quickly shuttling through the extremely cold vortex, bringing up gusts of strong wind.

His swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, each strike was extremely precise, and each strike contained endless power.

Every swing of the sword carried an indestructible, sharp blade aura. Wherever the blade aura touched, whether people or objects, they were cut apart by the invisible force, leaving deep scars.

The flash of the knife was like a dazzling lightning across the night sky, illuminating the bloody battlefield.

There were only a few muffled "puff" sounds, like a ripe watermelon being split by a sharp blade, and the Japanese pirates were killed one after another by Shi Feiyang.

Their bodies were lying all over the ground, blood was splattered everywhere, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Their bodies flew out of the vortex uncontrollably like kites with broken strings under the powerful force of the knife, and fell heavily to the ground. Bright red blood quickly gushed out from their wounds, staining the surrounding land red, which looked particularly shocking under the cold moonlight.

This has turned into a one-sided massacre. Shi Feiyang is like a god of war and no one can defeat him.

(End of this chapter)