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

Chapter 159: The Frost Blade Slashes the Enemy, the Jade Power Seals the Yangtze River

Xiang Kun, the "Iron Flute Scholar," waved his sleeves gracefully, holding the iron flute in his hand, and said casually, "Master, my iron flute can also be very useful at critical moments. I am willing to work with everyone to contribute to quelling the rebellion!"

"Master Archer" Miao Menlong patted the bow and arrow on his back and shouted confidently, "Master, when we reach Bozhou, I will definitely use my magic arrows to teach those rebels a lesson and avenge the deaths of the people!"

Shan Zhi, the "Plum Blossom Dart," gently shook his dart bag, his eyes sharp, "Master, on this rebellion-quelling expedition, I guarantee that these Plum Blossom Darts will ensure that the rebels never return!"

Xie Wen, the "Flying Eagle Detective," crossed his arms, his gaze sharp, "Master, once we reach Bozhou, I will be able to help you understand the rebels' movements and quell the rebellion as quickly as possible."

"Water Dragon" Jin Liufu grinned, revealing his gleaming teeth. "Master, if we fight in the water, I, Jin Liufu, am not afraid of any opponent. I guarantee that the rebels will suffer a great loss in the water!"

"Round Barrel" Lude patted his round belly and said with a smile: "Master, I have great strength. When the time comes, I will definitely help everyone block the enemy's attack!"

Jiang Huotian, known as the "Bamboo Pole," gently swung the slender iron pole in his hand, confidently saying, "Master, my pole is very flexible. On the battlefield, I can easily take down the enemy like fishing!"

"Centipede" Gongsun Ren waved his hands, imitating an attacking move: "Master, my 'Centipede Step' is flexible and versatile. In a melee, I will definitely be able to take the rebel's head!"

"Green-Faced Beast" Yang Feng clenched his fists and said in a low and firm voice: "Master, I am willing to rush to the front and clear the obstacles for the great cause of suppressing the rebellion!"

Not to be outdone, the young servant Shi Xiong loudly declared, "Master, although I'm young, I also want to go to Bozhou with you and serve you!"

Fan Shi, the "Xingyiquan" practitioner, struck a handsome pose and said firmly, "Master, my Xingyiquan will surely shine on the battlefield and strike hard at the rebels!"

Kong Sanjiao, the "Seventh Sword Cultivator," drew his long sword, its light gleaming. "Master, I am accompanied by the sword, and am willing to eliminate all injustice in the world to quell the rebellion!"

Qi Meizhen, a female disciple of the Miao Dao Sect, stepped forward gracefully. Her figure was graceful and her face beautiful, like a blooming flower. She saluted respectfully and said firmly, "Master, Qi Meizhen is willing to go with you to Bozhou and fight for the court!"

The voices of the crowd rose and fell, echoing throughout the Shi Mansion, fully demonstrating their patriotism and their loyal support for Shi Feiyang.

In Suzhou Prefecture, autumn is in full swing.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard of the Stone Mansion was covered in golden blossoms, its petals fluttering down in the breeze like a golden rain of flowers. The enchanting fragrance permeated the entire Stone Mansion, refreshing and intoxicating.

The maple leaves gradually turn red, just like the burning clouds in the sky, or the shy blush of a beauty, dotted among the lush green trees, adding a touch of bright color to the courtyard.

Although the green grass on the ground has turned slightly yellow, it still stands tenaciously, sparkling in the sunlight, like countless tiny gems, demonstrating the tenacity and indomitable spirit of life.

Shi Feiyang nodded with emotion and said softly, "Thank you, heroes! Everyone, please rest for a few days before continuing on your journey. Please allow me to rest for a few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on his wife Gong Simeng.

Gong Simeng's belly was bulging and she was about to give birth, but her eyes were full of concern and worry for Shi Feiyang.

She slowly walked to Shi Feiyang and whispered, "My husband, you must be careful when you go to Bozhou. Although I am about to give birth, I also want to go with you and fight alongside you."

Shi Feiyang looked at his wife, his heart filled with emotion and heartache. He gently held her hand and said softly, "Si Meng, if you are not feeling well, just stay home and take care of your baby. I will definitely return safely."

At this moment, a female disciple of the Miao Dao Sect, Qi Meizhen, stepped forward. She was only seventeen years old, a celestial beauty. Her skin was whiter than snow, and her eyes were like clear springs, full of emotion. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, gently flowing in the wind.

She bowed gracefully and said, "Master, Michelle Yim is willing to follow you to Bozhou to kill the enemy and serve our country!"

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, his eyes full of appreciation: "Okay, with your help, this rebellion will definitely be successful!"

After hearing this, everyone's morale was greatly boosted. They clenched their weapons and got ready. Their high spirits seemed to break through the sky. They vowed to go to the battlefield for the stability of the world and to help Shi Feiyang quell the rebellion in Bozhou.

Liao Pei, beaming with excitement, walked up to Shi Feiyang with a few new friends and introduced them loudly, "Master, this is Kong Sanjiao, a proud disciple of the Seven Cultivators Sword Sect. His swordsmanship is incredibly powerful, and his movements are as nimble as a monkey. This is Fan Shi from the Xingyi Quan Sect. His punches are so powerful that they can punch through a wall. Then there's Liu Yehua, a master from the Baiye Knife Sect. His swordsmanship is dazzlingly fast, with variations like magic. And finally, Xinanfeng, a master from the Tai Chi Knife Sect. His Tai Chi swordsmanship is unique, combining softness with strength. They heard the Master was heading to Bozhou to quell the rebellion, and with patriotic hearts, they've come to join our team."

Shi Feiyang's gaze was sharp as he examined the new disciples one by one. He then clasped his fists in a salute, his posture erect, and spoke sincerely, "I am deeply honored that you have chosen to join my Xiongying Society at this moment to face the court's crisis together. From now on, we are comrades fighting side by side, striving together to quell the rebellion in Bozhou and restore peace to the people."

After that, he continued to have cordial exchanges with several new disciples, learning about their martial arts specialties and past experiences, and the atmosphere was harmonious and friendly.

After the greetings, the heroes said goodbye and left.

Shi Feiyang turned his gaze to Gong Simeng, and his eyes immediately revealed infinite tenderness.

He gently stretched out his arm and put it lightly around Gong Simeng's shoulders. His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of hurting her, and then he slowly led her towards the room.

Shi Xiong followed them cleverly, and as soon as he stepped into the yard, he immediately opened his voice and ordered the maids and servants: "Hurry, hurry, boil some hot water, help the leader and his wife take a bath and change clothes, and prepare some delicious food they like. Be quick!" The maids and servants acted quickly and were busy as hell.

Back in the room, Shi Feiyang helped Gong Simeng sit down on the bed while he carefully made the bed, spread the bedding flat, and gently fluffed the pillows. When the hot water came, he personally tested the temperature. Once it was suitable, he helped Gong Simeng stand up and helped her untie her coat, his movements gentle and careful.

"Si Meng, the water temperature is just right. Take a bath and relax first." Shi Feiyang said softly, his tone full of concern. Gong Simeng nodded slightly, a blush on her face, her eyes full of dependence on her husband.

After taking a bath, Shi Feiyang helped Gong Simeng sit at the dining table.

The table was filled with exquisite delicacies, each of which was Gong Simeng's favorite.

Shi Feiyang picked up the chopsticks and carefully picked up some food for Gong Simeng. As he did so, he said softly, "Simeng, eat more. You're pregnant now and need enough nutrition."

His gaze always lingered gently on Gong Simeng, watching her savor every bite of food, his eyes full of affection.

Over the next few days, Shi Feiyang would get up early every morning, prepare warm snacks for Gong Simeng, and then accompany her for a walk in the courtyard. The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, their fragrance filling the air, and petals fell like rain in the breeze.

Shi Feiyang would gently brush the flower petals off Gong Simeng's shoulders, and the two would stroll in the courtyard filled with the fragrance of flowers, occasionally talking in low voices, occasionally smiling at each other, enjoying the poetic and picturesque time.

At night, the soft candlelight sways in the house, casting a dim and warm glow.

Shi Feiyang sat on the edge of the bed, his movements as gentle as if he were treating the most precious treasure in the world. He gently held Gong Simeng's calf and kneaded it slowly, trying to relieve her soreness caused by pregnancy.

While massaging, he whispered with Gong Simeng about how to quell the rebellion. His tone was filled with both worry about the situation and deep affection for his wife: "Simeng, the journey to Bozhou is long and difficult, and the carriage is bumpy all the way. I'm really worried about hurting you and your unborn child. Just stay in Jiangnan and wait for me to return triumphantly after quelling the rebellion. Then we can be reunited as a family."

His voice was low and gentle, like a spring breeze caressing Gong Simeng's heart, and his eyes revealed deep worry and reluctance to leave.

Gong Simeng leaned against the head of the bed, staring at Shi Feiyang quietly, tears glistening in her eyes.

Those tears showed both attachment to her husband and deep concern for his safety.

She gently reached out her hand, tightly grasped Shi Feiyang's, and spoke with a choked voice, "I understand your worry about us. How can I not worry about you? I wish I could be by your side and face the ups and downs of life with you."

Her words were full of determination and affection. Even though she was about to give birth and her body was limited, her longing and concern for Shi Feiyang did not diminish in the slightest.

After hearing this, Shi Feiyang was moved and felt pity for her. He gently embraced Gong Simeng in his arms, integrated her into his soul, and shielded her from all wind and rain.

He whispered soothingly, "I understand your concerns, but you and the child occupy the most important place in my heart. If you stay in Jiangnan, I can concentrate on the battlefield and fight without any worries."

The two sat hugging each other, and in this quiet night, their longing and attachment to each other filled the air.

The heroes of the Xiongying Society, having not seen Shi Feiyang for several days, were anxious and eager to join the fight. They gathered in the courtyard of Shi's residence, each one eagerly expressing their determination to go to the battlefield and contribute their strength to quell the rebellion.

However, Shi Feiyang still did not give a clear response. He was deeply worried about Gong Simeng and had given deep thought to the difficulty of the rebellion suppression mission.

The heroes had no choice but to return to the shore of Taihu Lake and gather together to discuss the matter.

"Double-Edged Blade" Xiao Lingling frowned and muttered quietly, "I think the leader is holding off on making a decision because he's worried about Miss Gong following us. Miss Gong is about to give birth, and the carriage is shaking all this time, which is definitely not good for the baby in her belly."

Everyone agreed that Xiao Lingling's words made sense. Elders Liao Pei and Lie Quan of the Xiongying Society exchanged glances, and then Liao Pei stepped forward and spoke: "The Chief has toiled tirelessly for our Xiongying Society and the people of the land. At this critical juncture, Elder Lie and I are willing to remain in Suzhou Prefecture and quietly protect Miss Gong, allowing the Chief to focus on suppressing the rebellion."

Lie Quan also nodded in agreement: "That's right, we must not distract the leader."

Xiao Lingling also quickly interjected: "As a sister-in-law, I should also stay and accompany Miss Gong to give birth. It will be easier to take care of her this way."

In this atmosphere, the heroes expressed their willingness to leave some people behind to secretly protect Gong Simeng.

After some intense discussions and negotiations, they reached a preliminary consensus and decided that some heroes would stay and some would go with Shi Feiyang.

In early autumn, the sky appears to be an endless expanse of azure blue, like a pure and flawless gem, clear and transparent without a trace of pollution.

The breeze was like a light silk thread, freely weaving through the vast sky and earth, bringing a hint of coolness. The leaves rustled under the gentle touch of the wind, as if they were humming a hymn to autumn.

However, behind this seemingly peaceful and harmonious season lies a suffocating atmosphere of tension and solemnity.

In a dimly lit secret room in Bozhou, Zhong Renwang, leader of the Beggars' Sect, wore a gloomy expression, his eyes gleaming with greed and viciousness. He sat at the head of the room, flanked by the Beggars' Sect elders Ding Hong and Wu Ce. Xie Zhichuan, the young master of the Divine Sword Villa, and Tang Zhihan, the head of the Huashan Sect, sat on either side of him.

Zhong Renwang snorted coldly, breaking the silence. "That fellow Shi Feiyang is truly ungrateful. He actually wants to go to Bozhou to disrupt things. We finally reached an agreement with Yang Yinglong, and we can't let him ruin it."

Ding Hong stroked his beard and nodded rapidly, "The leader is absolutely right. Shi Feiyang is renowned in the martial arts world and possesses immense martial arts prowess. If he really went to Bozhou, General Yang would be in for a real headache, and our plans would be ruined."

Wu Ce frowned and thought for a while before speaking: "But Shi Feiyang is not someone you can easily deal with. He is highly skilled in martial arts and has a group of loyal brothers around him. It's not that easy to deal with him."

Xie Zhichuan crossed his arms, a look of disdain on his face: "Why should I be afraid of him? If we join forces, how can we be afraid of not being able to deal with Shi Feiyang?"

Tang Zhihan nodded lightly, his eyes cold: "That's right, we have to plan carefully, and we must kill Shi Feiyang on the road."

Zhong Renwang's eyes swiveled, revealing a cunning smile. "I think the Yangtze River is his only way through. Let's set up an ambush there and catch him off guard. General Yang has a group of soldiers in rattan armor, right? Let them disguise themselves as pirates and block Shi Feiyang's fleet on the river. We can also set up an iron net array underwater and see how he escapes."

Ding Hong's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands in applause: "This move is brilliant! Even if Shi Feiyang has the ability to fly to the sky, he can't fly away from the Yangtze River."

Everyone smiled at each other, as if they had already seen the scene of Shi Feiyang struggling in the Yangtze River. Their sinister laughter echoed in the secret room, and a conspiracy against Shi Feiyang began quietly.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang, the leader of the Xiongying Society, was shouldering the dual tasks of disaster relief and rebellion suppression. He resolutely led the elites of the Xiongying Society - "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, "Archer" Miao Menlong, "Water Dragon" Jin Liufu, "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, "Miao Dao Sect" beauty Qi Meizhen and three thousand disciples, escorted the disaster relief grain ship, and bravely embarked on the journey to Bozhou.

In early autumn, above the Yangtze River, the sky is as blue as a gem, and the white clouds are as white as cotton candy, floating leisurely in the air.

However, beneath this peaceful scene, there are lurking turbulent waves.

On the surface of the river, the autumn wind swept over like an angry beast, roaring and making a shrill roar.

It blew wildly on the ship, and the sails were bulging and seemed as if they would be torn apart at any time.

The river water was like a violent dragon that had broken free from its restraints, roaring and surging with its fangs and claws bared. The surging waves were like thousands of troops, hitting the side of the boat with the force of an overwhelming force, making a deafening roar, and the sound seemed to shatter the whole world.

The river rolled up waves several feet high, like moving hills, rising and falling, constantly impacting the boat, causing it to sway violently on the river. Maggie Cheung stood gracefully at the bow, the breeze gently caressing her rosy cheeks, her silky hair fluttering freely in the wind.

Her eyes were like a clear lake, closely following Shi Feiyang's tall figure. Her eyes were full of admiration and adoration, just like the twinkling stars in the night sky, bright and blazing.

She joined the Xiongying Society because of Shi Feiyang. Her father was a renowned general who fought against the Japanese invaders, and influenced by him from a young age, she had a sincere respect for heroes. Earlier, she had heard of Shi Feiyang's heroic deeds in the war against the Japanese invaders and aiding Korea. His chivalrous deeds and his patriotism captivated her like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Since then, her heart has quietly opened, and the seeds of emotion have taken deep root in Shi Feiyang's shadow.

Although Shi Feiyang already has a wife, Gong Simeng, Maggie Cheung cannot restrain her feelings for Shi Feiyang and follows him silently. She only wishes to be by his side, and will be satisfied even if she can only gaze at him from afar.

Shi Feiyang stood at the bow, his figure as tall and straight as a pine tree, like an immovable mountain. No matter how the wind howled or the waves surged, he remained unmoved. He was dressed in a dark suit, the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind, showing his bold and unrestrained style.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through the complicated situation and the enemy's tricks.

His heart was filled with deep concern for the court and the people. His strong sense of family and country was like a raging fire, hot and firm, as if it could completely burn away all the darkness and evil in the world.

The "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun waved the iron flute, which drew a sharp arc in the air and made a loud "ding" sound.

With a determined look in his eyes and a heroic spirit, he said, "On our way to Bozhou, even if there are many difficulties, I will use this iron flute as a sword to eradicate all injustices and fight to the utmost for the cause of suppressing the rebellion. Even if it means sacrifice, I will never regret it!"

"Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi gently shook the dart bag, and the plum blossom darts inside made a "jingling" sound.

His eyes flashed like lightning, like a soaring eagle, and he declared loudly, "I have killed countless bad guys with my plum blossom darts. This time, I will make those rebels taste the power of my plum blossom darts. Even if I die on the battlefield, I will never regret it!"

"Archer" Miao Menlong patted the bow on his back, and the bow made of black iron sparkled in the sun.

He confidently declared, "My archery skills are unmatched. When we reach Bozhou, I will show those rebels my magical arrows and avenge the deaths of the civilians. Even if I die in battle, it will be an honor for me, Miao Menlong!"

"Water Dragon" Jin Liufu grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

He brandished the Water-Dividing Spear, which gleamed in the sunlight. "On this Yangtze River, if we fight this rebellion in the water, I, Jin Liufu, will ensure that the rebels never return! Even if it costs me my life, I will carve out a bloody path for the court and the people!"

Xie Wen, the "Eagle Detective," crossed his arms, his gaze blazing as he declared, "Once I've arrived in Bozhou, I'll definitely help the leader track the rebels' movements and leave them nowhere to hide. Even if I encounter danger, I will never retreat and will fight the rebels to the bitter end!"

Wu Zhong clenched his fists, his palms glistening black, as if coated in black iron. He roared, "This time, I must quell the rebellion with these iron palms and beat the crap out of the rebels. For the sake of the court and the people, I will sacrifice my life!"

Everyone's voices rose and fell, echoing on the surface of the river, and mixed with the sound of the surging waves, like a passionate war song, showing their bravery and fearlessness as they were about to join the battle to quell the rebellion.

Suddenly, a group of Bozhou rattan armor soldiers disguised as bandits appeared on the river ahead.

Their boats were scattered in a disorderly manner on the river, trying to block the way forward for Shi Feiyang and his group.

The disguise of these rattan armor soldiers is so realistic that it is difficult to recognize their true identity at a glance.

Shi Feiyang stood at the bow, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he could penetrate all illusions, like a hawk circling high in the sky, locking onto its prey.

He snorted disdainfully, his voice as if it came from the Netherworld, filled with endless contempt: "Humph, these jumping clowns actually dare to try to stop me and block my way forward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved decisively and resolutely. His right hand shot out like lightning and grasped the hilt of the Sky Frost Blade at his waist.

With a crisp "clang" sound, the Sky Frost Blade was unsheathed. In an instant, a dazzling cold light appeared, just like an icy phantom from ancient times, instantly cutting through the sky and dispelling some of the surrounding darkness.

The blade has a slightly elegant curve, and the sharp edge sparkles in the sunlight, like a mirror, reflecting everything in the world, but with a sharp aura that can pierce through all evil.

The blade is engraved with mysterious runes, which flicker slightly like living things, whispering its extraordinary origins. A cold air rushes towards you, which can freeze all the evil in the world in eternal winter.

Shi Feiyang's aura suddenly changed drastically, and he instantly activated the Mingyu Gong, a unique martial arts skill.

In an instant, he seemed to have transformed into a moving iceberg, his entire body covered by a thick layer of frost.

Strands of white cold air, like nimble snakes, continuously escaped from his body and quickly condensed into crystal clear ice crystals in the air. These ice crystals sparkled with a cold and eerie light, like stars, but exuded a deadly chill.

The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. A thin layer of ice began to appear on the surface of the originally rushing river. The ice layer spread rapidly, as if to freeze the entire river surface.

Shi Feiyang held the Sky Frost Blade tightly in his hand, the blade flashing with a cold light, echoing the coldness emanating from his body, adding a bit of chilling coldness. At this moment, he was like the god of death in the cold night, exuding endless deterrence.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang moved at an extremely fast speed, turning into a black afterimage and rushing towards the enemy ship at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Every time he swung his sword, it was carried with a majestic momentum that could destroy everything in its path, as if he wanted to reshape the Yangtze River.

The sword whistled, making a deafening "whoosh" sound. The sound seemed like a roar from hell, which made people terrified.

The enemy ships' chain link was like a piece of fragile paper, ripped apart in an instant by Shi Feiyang's unparalleled blow. The wooden planks flew off like snowflakes, making a sharp crackling sound, as if wailing against Shi Feiyang's invincible strength.

The river water was stirred up into waves several feet high, like white dragons breaking free from their restraints, roaring and rising into the sky, accompanied by the huge "gurgling" sound of water. The scene was extremely shocking, and people could not help but sigh at the power of this force.

On the enemy ship, the rattan armor soldiers Wu Chenghui, Wu Zuowei, Wu Xiang, and Wu San witnessed this scene, and a hint of ruthlessness and fear flashed in their eyes.

But as fierce warriors, how could they retreat so easily? The four of them each tightly grasped their mountain axes. The axes were huge and heavy, and the axe blades gleamed with a cold metallic luster.

The four of them shouted in unison and used the "Poison Dragon Skill".

Suddenly, a strange dark green light appeared around them, and the light was like a rotten swamp, emitting a disgusting smell.

A pungent, fishy odor filled the air, rapidly spreading around, making one nauseous. Even a single breath would corrode the soul. This "Poison Dragon Technique" was extremely powerful. Once unleashed, it not only greatly enhanced one's strength and speed, but the poison contained within could also be transmitted through contact or breath, making it impossible to defend against. It was considered one of the most sinister techniques in the martial arts world.

Wu Chenghui took the lead in attacking. He kicked his legs hard and jumped high up. He was like a vicious eagle swooping down on its prey. The mountain axe in his hand chopped down at Shi Feiyang's head with a whistling sound, performing the "Creation of Heaven and Earth" move from the "Pangu Axe Technique".

The axe seemed to have life in his hands, carrying with it the powerful momentum of splitting mountains and waves. He wanted to split Shi Feiyang directly in half. The axe blade cut through the air, making a "hissing" sound, as if it wanted to cut the air into pieces.

Wu Zuo followed closely behind. He turned his body and swept out with the mountain axe in his hand like a black whirlwind. This move was called "Crossing Mountains and Rivers". The target was Shi Feiyang's waist. The sharp axe wind seemed to be able to cut off the river water. Wherever it passed, the air was compressed into a straight line.

Wu Xiang attacked from the side. He wielded his axe like flying and performed a move from the "Pangu Axe Technique" called "Splitting the Earth and Collapsing the Mountains". The mountain-splitting axe smashed heavily towards Shi Feiyang's legs. The hull trembled slightly due to the force, as if it was going to smash a huge deep hole in the deck.

Wu San was not willing to be outdone. He raised the axe with both hands and smashed it down towards Shi Feiyang, shouting, "Look at my move of 'Heaven Collapses and Earth Splits'!" There was madness and determination in his voice, as if he wanted to die together with Shi Feiyang.

Facing the four men's furious assault, Shi Feiyang's eyes blazed with a fierce fighting spirit that seemed to ignite the Yangtze River, displaying his heroic spirit as he faced four enemies alone. He wielded the Sky Frost Blade, unleashing the Hundred Victories Sword Technique. The blade flashed with such extreme speed that it was dazzling, as if countless blade shadows were appearing before his eyes.

Each knife was cold and sharp, and collided with the four people's axes, making a loud "clang clang clang" sound, sparks flying everywhere, and the sound was like a war drum, echoing on the river surface, making people's blood boil.

Shi Feiyang moved nimbly within the four men's encirclement, maneuvering like a nimble cheetah, deftly avoiding their attacks while simultaneously searching for an opportunity to strike back. His eyes remained calm and resolute, observing the four men's weaknesses and silently calculating the moment to strike back.

The bloody battle became more and more intense, with both sides fighting back and forth, neither giving in.

Shi Feiyang, relying on the powerful chill of Mingyu Gong, constantly interfered with the four people's movements, causing them to move slightly slower. Whenever the four people's poisonous mist approached Shi Feiyang, it would be instantly frozen by Mingyu Gong's chill, turning into pieces of ice slag.

The four of them, relying on the strange and deadly poison of the "Poisonous Dragon Skill", tried to attack Shi Feiyang from all angles. The stench in the air became stronger and stronger, and the whole world was shrouded in this evil aura.

In the fierce fight, Shi Feiyang suddenly shouted loudly, his voice was like a bell, as if it could shake the heaven and earth.

The Mingyu Power in his body was running to its extreme, and the cold air around him was so strong that it instantly froze all the poisonous mist of Wu Chenghui and the other four thieves. Under the invasion of the cold air, the dark green mist quickly condensed into dark green ice cubes and fell down.

Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity and unleashed his ultimate move, "Heaven and Earth Live Together," from his "Hundred Victories Sword Technique." He gripped the Sky Frost Blade tightly, leaping high into the air, becoming one with the heavens and earth. The blade condensed with immense power, bringing a bone-chilling chill as he swiftly slashed down at the four men.

This blade seemed to fuse the power of heaven and earth. Wherever the blade passed, the air was torn apart, making a buzzing sound, as if the Yangtze River was being cut in half. Wu Chenghui, Wu Zuowei, Wu Xiang, and Wu San saw this and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

They all raised their axes to resist, but under Shi Feiyang's powerful blow, their axes were instantly cut off, and a few crisp "crackling" sounds were heard, like the knell of death.

Shi Feiyang's Sky Frost Blade split Wu Chenghui in half from the top of his head. The scene was like a demon descending to the earth, bloody and shocking; he also cut Wu San in half at the waist, and Wu San's body flew into the river like a kite with a broken string; he stabbed Wu Zuowei to death with a knife, and the Sky Frost Blade pierced through Wu Zuowei's chest. Blood flowed along the blade, dyeing the river red; the sharp knife energy crushed Wu Xiang, and Wu Xiang's body instantly turned into countless pieces and was swept away by a gust of wind on the river.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the remains of the four people fell into the river and were quickly washed away by the surging river, leaving only a bloody trail to witness this thrilling bloody battle.

Xiang Kun, the "Iron Flute Scholar," followed closely behind, the iron flute in his hand gleaming with metallic luster, the flute body slender and carved with exquisite patterns.

He placed the iron flute to his lips and played a strange tune. The sound waves swirled and echoed in the air like invisible blades, making the enemy dizzy. Under the attack of the sound waves, the rattan-armored soldiers on the enemy ship covered their ears in pain.

Shan Zhi, the "Plum Blossom Dart", has an agile figure and holds several plum blossom darts that flash with cold light. He shuttles through the night like a ghost.

His plum blossom darts were thrown extremely quickly, and each one was extremely accurate, hitting the enemy's vital points directly.

The rattan armor soldiers on the enemy ship were hit by the plum blossom darts and fell to the ground one after another, unable to resist.

He flashed and reached the enemy ship, unleashing plum blossom darts like a torrential rain, catching the enemy off guard and sending them falling to the ground. Almost all the rattan armor soldiers on the enemy ship were wiped out by Shan Zhi's attack.

The "archer" Miao Menlong bent his bow and drew his arrow. His bow was made of tough black iron, and the bowstring was taut, emitting a cold light.

In his hands, sharp arrows seemed to come alive, whistling like meteors as they shot towards the enemy ships. The arrowheads pierced through the rattan armor and sank straight into the enemy ships, causing them to fall to the ground one after another. Almost all the rattan armor soldiers on the enemy ships were killed by Miao Menlong's arrows.

The "water dragon" Jin Liufu dived into the water and when he reappeared, he was already at the bottom of the enemy ship.

In his hands he held a pair of water-dividing spears, the tips of which were sharp and flashing with cold light.

The water-dividing spear danced in his hand like a flying bird. In a few strokes, he pierced the wooden planks at the bottom of the enemy ship, and the river water rushed in rapidly, causing the enemy ship to tilt and sink. Under Jin Liufu's attack, the rattan armor soldiers on the enemy ship panicked and jumped into the river, but they drowned in the river.

In one hand, Xie Wen, known as the "Flying Eagle Detective," clutched a fine steel whip, flexible yet rock-hard. In the other, he grasped a silk net made of silkworm silk. He unleashed his "Flying Catkins and Light Smoke" technique, flicking his wrist to shroud some enemy soldiers with the net. The whip danced through the air like a serpent, its tip lashing out against the enemy with a crisp, crackling sound, leaving them shredded and screaming in agony.

Under Xie Wen's attack, the rattan armor soldiers on the enemy ship surrendered one after another.

"Iron Palm" Wu Zhong waved his palms, and his palms were shiny black, as if coated with a layer of black iron.

Each of his strikes was accompanied by immense force, squeezing the air until it made a whirring sound. The railings and planks of the enemy ship broke under his iron palms. The soldiers in rattan armor on the enemy ship fell overboard one after another under Wu Zhong's iron palms.

Maggie Cheung, a beautiful female hero from the "Miao Dao Sect", wields the Miao Dao in her hand. The blade of the Miao Dao is broad and thick, but the edge is extremely sharp, flashing with a cold light, which makes people shudder.

Her figure was as light as a flying swallow, and her sword skills were as sharp as the wind. Every blow she made hit the enemy's vital points. In a flash of the sword, the enemies fell one after another, and had no power to resist her.

　Maggie Cheung also gave a wonderful performance in the book "Starting with the Divine Light Power".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)