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

Chapter 177: Battle of Leiyin Terraces: Shi Feiyang's Three Thunder Slashes

Wu Zhong, the "Iron Palm", Fei Wenxing, the head of the "Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword", and Kong Sanjiao, the top disciple of the "Seven Sword Cultivators", witnessed the atrocities committed by Fujiwara no Sojiro on the battlefield, their eyes were filled with rage, and they stepped forward without hesitation, forming a triangle to surround Fujiwara no Sojiro.

Wu Zhong stood firmly in a horse stance, slowly raised his palms, and a faint golden light appeared in his palms. He gathered all his internal strength and performed the "Demon Subduing Palm".

He quickly pushed out his palms, the wind from his palms whistling like surging waves, and rushed straight towards Fujiwara Sojiro with unstoppable momentum.

Wherever the palm wind passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a "hissing" sound.

The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword in Fei Wenxing's hand was unsheathed, the sword body flashed with cold light, and sword energy overflowed.

He turned his body, shook his wrist lightly, and the sword flowers flashed, performing the "Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword Technique".

The sword moves were agile and varied, sometimes like a meteor chasing the moon, piercing Fujiwara Sojiro's vital points; sometimes like a snake coming out of a cave, attacking from the side in a tricky way.

Every time the sword was swung, it carried a sharp sword energy, leaving behind silver trails in the air, shining brightly.

Kong Sanjiao was in a strong and agile posture, brandishing the long sword in his hand and performing the "Seven Sword Techniques".

His sword moves swiftly, and each sword strike is connected to the next, like a violent storm.

The first move was "Tall Bamboo Soaring into the Clouds". He jumped high into the air and slashed his sword from top to bottom with tremendous force.

The second move is "Snake Cultivation". With a turn of the body, the long sword snakes like a snake and stabs from an angle that Fujiwara Sojiro could not expect.

His sword technique combines both hardness and softness, and is incredibly powerful.

The three of them immediately engaged in a fierce battle with Fujiwara no Sojiro.

Fujiwara no Sojiro unleashed the "Iai Sword Drawing Technique - Ten Flashes of the Moon." His form shifted like a ghost, his blade flickering like a cold moon emitting a deadly chill. The first flash, like a streak of silver light, carried a sharp gust of wind as it struck Wu Zhong's throat.

Wu Zhong reacted quickly and clapped his palms together. The palm wind formed a barrier to block the knife light. There was a loud "clang" sound and sparks flew everywhere.

Fei Wenxing seized the opportunity and swung his sword to stab Fujiwara Sojiro from the side.

Fujiwara no Sojiro dodged sideways nimbly, and at the same time swept the long sword in his hand, successfully blocking Fei Wenxing's sword.

The collision between the sword and the knife produced a sharp and harsh friction sound.

At the same time, Kong Sanjiao attacked from behind, using his unique skill of "Eagle Catching Rabbit". His long sword, like an eagle's claw, went straight for Fujiwara Sojiro's back. Fujiwara Sojiro lightly tapped his toes and leaped forward, cleverly avoiding this wave of attack.

In an instant, swords flashed and shadows crisscrossed, palm winds whistled, and shouts of killing shook the earth. The three men fought fiercely with Fujiwara no Sojiro, and the outcome was temporarily undecided.

Shi Feiyang knew very well that if the rebellion was not quelled, the people would suffer endless hardships.

Even though he was in Bozhou, a place full of witchcraft and dangers, he was not afraid. He drew out the Sky Frost Blade. When the Sky Frost Blade was unsheathed, it emitted a cold light, like a silver dragon, emitting an oppressive chill, and then headed straight for the iron chain bridge.

He brandished the Sky Frost Blade, unleashing his unique skill, the "Hundred Victories Sword Technique." The blade flashed, as if countless silver dragons were dancing in the air. With a few swishes, the seven iron chain bridges shattered under the fierce force of the blade, plunging into the depths of the cliff.

Then, Shi Feiyang sheathed his sword, slowly raised his palms, placed his palms facing each other, and activated the "Tathagata Palm", concentrating all his internal strength into his palms. Then, he suddenly pushed out, and a powerful palm force surged out like an invisible wave, rushing straight towards the mountain.

In an instant, the mountain shook violently, and huge rocks rolled down and hit the rebels who were climbing the cliffs of Hailongdun.

Seeing this, the rebels were terrified, their formation was thrown into chaos, and they fled in all directions.

However, there are also extraordinary people among the rebels.

Yang Yinglong's eldest son, Yang Biao, was a scheming man with a premeditated plan.

He used the dark river to carefully set up the "Earthshaking Killing Formation".

This formation is full of traps and contains endless murderous intentions.

The water flow in the underground river is cleverly guided and gathered into a powerful impact force.

When the disciples of Xiongying Society and the children of Miao Village stepped into the formation and triggered the mechanism, the ground suddenly shook, and a torrent of water gushed out from underground, carrying huge rocks and rushing towards everyone like a wild horse.

The surroundings are filled with all kinds of strange formations and fog, making people lose their way.

The disciples of Xiongying Society and the children of Miao Village were instantly in desperate situation. They fought hard but could not break through the siege. The situation was precarious.

The spring rain is continuous, and the fine raindrops are like cow hair, falling down in large numbers, as if silently mourning for this cruel war.

On the cliffs of Hailongdun, there was a dead silence, corpses were scattered everywhere, and no one was collecting them.

Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood mixed with rainwater, slowly flowing along the cliff, forming shocking bloodstains.

The howling wind blew across the cliff, making a "woooo" sound, like the wailing of wronged souls, adding a bit of sadness.

At this critical moment, Shi Feiyang was like a god of war, with determination and fearlessness flashing in his eyes. He drew out the Sky Frost Blade, which flashed coldly in the dim light, like a dragon about to devour its prey.

He used his superb light skill of "leaving no trace for a thousand miles" and rushed straight to the rebel camp.

He sped in the rain, and the rain hit him, splashing layers of water.

He rushed all the way, leaving a mess wherever he passed.

The corpses on the ground and the scattered weapons all tell of the cruelty of the bloody battle.

Shi Feiyang swung his sword forward, the Sky Frost Blade dancing with vigor in his hand. The blade flashed, and each strike carried a powerful force, making a whirring sound. With a few loud "bangs," the rebels' carefully arranged eighteen-layer deer antler fences broke and collapsed like rotten wood under his sharp blade.

Shi Feiyang fought his way into the camp. The ground beneath his feet was soaked with blood, and every step he took left a deep bloody footprint.

His body was covered in rain and the blood of rebel soldiers, his hair was messy and stuck to his face, and his eyes were filled with a chilling murderous look.

Finally, he met Fujiwara no Sojiro at the core of the camp.

When Fujiwara Sojiro saw Shi Feiyang coming to kill him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He obviously didn't expect that Shi Feiyang would dare to break into the camp alone.

But he was a battle-hardened warrior after all, and he quickly regained his composure.

He snorted coldly, held the long sword horizontally, and once again performed the "Iai Sword Drawing Technique - Ten Flashes of the Moon".

His figure was as elusive as a ghost. The moment he drew his sword, the blade flashed with cold light, like the cold moon in the night sky.

In the first flash, the knife light was like a silver streak, carrying a sharp gust of wind, and slashed towards Shi Feiyang's throat.

Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed, and he quickly dodged to the side, while at the same time using the eighth level of Mingyu Gong - "Supreme Forgetfulness".

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the originally drizzling rain became heavier, the wind howled, and lightning and thunder flashed.

Shi Feiyang was surrounded by a faint blue light, which contained endless chill and murderous aura.

He swung the knife and it collided with Fujiwara no Sojiro's long sword, making a loud "clang" sound and sparks flying.

When Fujiwara Sojiro saw this, his expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Shi Feiyang had such profound internal strength.

But as an elite Japanese pirate, he quickly adjusted his mentality and swung his sword at Shi Feiyang again.

The blade flashed like a streak of silk, cutting through the rain curtain, carrying endless murderous intent.

Shi Feiyang, displaying his uncanny skill of concealing his identity and reputation, weaved through the rain like a fish, his evasive movements perfectly timed to prevent Fujiwara Sojiro's attacks from missing. The two engaged in a thrilling life-or-death struggle amidst the torrential rain, their swords flashing and slashing.

Immediately afterwards, Fujiwara Sojiro performed a second flash, and the knife light stabbed towards Shi Feiyang's chest from a tricky angle.

Shi Feiyang stepped lightly and took a step back, while at the same time wielding his sword quickly, performing the "Blade Curtain Defense" to form an impenetrable defensive barrier to block the fierce attack.

Fujiwara no Sojiro's sword flashed, the third flash, the fourth flash...

Like a string of cannonballs, they attacked Shi Feiyang from different directions.

Shi Feiyang's body is agile, moving freely among the sword lights. Every time he swings the sword, it is done with great power and clever skills. His sword moves are wide-open and wide-open. Sometimes it is like a mountain pressing down on one's head, chopping with a force of a thousand pounds; sometimes it is like a gentle breeze blowing on one's face, seemingly gentle but harboring murderous intent.

The rain continued to pour down, hitting the two of them and splashing all around.

Their figures moved quickly in the rain, with swords and sabers flashing.

Soon, Fujiwara no Sojiro's movements slowed down. His blood circulation was blocked and he felt very cold. His hands and feet were shaking, and his whole body was trembling. Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity and suddenly gathered all his internal energy into the Sky Frost Blade, slashing at Fujiwara no Sojiro with fierce and fierce force.

Fujiwara no Sojiro wanted to dodge, but found that his body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force and he could not move.

With a "click" sound, Shi Feiyang's Tianshuang Blade cut into Fujiwara Sojiro's neck.

Fujiwara no Sojiro's head flew out, and his body fell down with blood splattered, ending his sinful life.

At this moment, Bai Zhi led a group of heroes, including "Round Barrel" Lu De De, "Bamboo Pole" Jiang Huotian, "Double-Edged Blade" Xiao Lingling, "Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword" Fei Wenxing, "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, "Archer" Miao Menlong, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, and the Miao Village Saint. Led by "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, they embarked on a surprise attack behind enemy lines, using hanging coffins from the Miao region. Along the way, they carefully evaded rebel patrols, relying on their superior martial arts skills and keen observation.

"Archer" Miao Menlong has been learning military strategies and tactical skills from Maggie Cheung, the daughter of a military family.

This time, he led the disciples of the Xiongying Society and used "flowing fire arrows" modified from gunpowder, which were extremely powerful.

When they were stopped by Yang Biao's soldiers in rattan armor, Miao Menlong stood on a high ground and shouted, "Shoot!"

The disciples of the Xiongying Society drew their bows and arrows and ignited the gunpowder at the tail of the rocket.

In an instant, countless rockets with blazing flames streaked across the night sky like meteors and flew towards the rattan armor soldiers.

The rattan armor of the soldiers would catch fire as soon as it came into contact with fire. In an instant, the formation was a sea of ​​fire, and cries and screams could be heard everywhere.

Upon seeing this, Miao Menlong shouted, "Charge!" and led the disciples of the Xiongying Society to seize the opportunity to attack, performing the "Seventeen Armor-Breaking Styles". With their long swords waving, they were like a dragon emerging from the sea, and they defeated Yang Biao's rattan armor soldiers.

Afterwards, they set fire to the rebels' food supplies, throwing torches at the rebels' food piles in a "fire dance" manner.

The fire spread quickly, burning the rebels' food supply routes and putting them in a difficult situation.

Maggie Cheung led a group of martial arts heroes, including Kong Sanjiao, an elite from the "Seven Sword Cultivators' Sect", Fan Shi, a disciple from the "Xingyiquan Sect", Liu Yehua, a leader from the "Baiye Knife Sect", Xinanfeng, a master from the "Tai Chi Knife Sect", as well as disciples from the Xiongying Society and young people from the Miao village, to launch a feint attack on the rebel camp from the front.

Maggie Cheung held a Miao Dao and performed the "Seventeen Armor-Breaking Styles". The sword flashed, and each strike contained tremendous power.

She shouted loudly: "Kill!" The shouts of the crowd shook the earth, and the flashes of swords and sabers shone brightly.

Kong Sanjiao performed the "Seven Cultivation Sword Technique", Fan Shi performed the "Xingyi Boxing Technique", Liu Yehua wielded the Baiye Knife, and Xinanfeng performed the Tai Chi Sword Technique. Everyone cooperated tacitly and launched a fierce battle with the rebels, successfully attracting the main force of the rebels.

In an instant, smoke filled the rebel camp, and the shouts and sounds of weapons clashing intertwined into a passionate war song.

At this time, 30,000 Ming troops, led by Guo Dunpin, arrived at the foot of the Hailongdun cliff.

"Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen threw countless rope ladders to the bottom of the cliff, allowing the Ming army soldiers to climb up.

Seeing that Fujiwara no Sojiro had died tragically, the food had been burned, and tens of thousands of people were unable to withstand the thundering attack of Shi Feiyang and the disciples of the Xiongying Society, Yang Biao led the remaining troops to retreat to the Leiyin Terraces.

Here, there were also Beggar Gang leader Zhong Renwang, Beggar Gang Elders Ding Hong, Wu Siqun, and Li Xiaoli, as well as over 10,000 disciples from the Heavenly Demon Sect. After Yang Biao led his defeated troops back into the Leiyin Terraces, he hid himself and sent people to contact Zhong Renwang and the Heavenly Demon Sect, preparing to ambush Shi Feiyang and his men.

The spring rain is continuous, fine and dense, falling on the Leiyin Terraces of Leigongyan in Longji.

The sky and earth seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gauze, hazy and mysterious. The mountains in the distance were looming in the rain and fog, like a light ink landscape painting.

The nearby terraces are stacked layer upon layer like steps of the earth. Each layer is filled with rainwater, sparkling in the rain like countless broken mirrors.

A few days later, Shi Feiyang led the Xiongying Society and the Miao village disciples and stood at the edge of the terraced fields with solemn expressions.

Opposite them, the rebels were already on high alert. The "Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation" was like a lurking giant beast, emitting a terrifying aura.

When Shi Feiyang and others stepped into the terraced fields, it was as if they had stepped into a hell full of danger.

The first level of terraces hides a knife wheel formation.

The spring rain fell on the rotating blade wheel, stirring up layers of water splashes. The sharp edge of the blade wheel was faintly visible in the rain and fog, flashing a cold light.

The blade wheel rotated very fast, making a "whooshing" sound, like the roar of a devil.

Once you get close, you will be torn into pieces by the high-speed rotating blade wheel.

Shi Feiyang observed for a moment and shouted to everyone, "Be careful of the knife wheel, keep your distance, and use Qinggong to dodge!"

The heroes obeyed the order, displaying their own Qinggong skills, nimbly moving between the blades. Shi Feiyang ordered Qi Meizhen, Bai Zhi, the Miao Village Saint, and the Xiongying Society disciples and the Miao Village disciples to wait for orders and not to attack or advance, lest they fall into the traps set by the rebels.

The second terraced fields were dotted with poisonous bee nests. Stimulated by the spring rain, countless bees grew increasingly frantic, their wings buzzing as they swarmed towards the heroes. Their stingers were highly toxic, and a sting would paralyze the entire body and lead to death.

Shi Feiyang frowned, thinking quickly about a countermeasure, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Use fire attack!"

The heroes immediately took out their fire starters, and "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong used the internal energy of "Six Harmonies Sutra" to dry the surrounding weeds.

The heroes used tinder to light the surrounding weeds, forming a wall of fire, which effectively prevented the poisonous bees from approaching.

The third layer of terraces is covered with horse traps. It looks peaceful on the surface, but is actually full of dangers.

The pit is filled with sharp bamboo sticks. If you fall into it, you will be pierced by the sticks, causing unbearable pain.

Spring rain continued to fall into the pit, deepening the water and increasing the danger. Shi Feiyang, with a sharp gaze, surveyed his surroundings in the rain and decisively ordered, "Xie Wen, Jin Liufu, Kong Sanjiao, and Xinanfeng, you know the 'Eight Trigrams Step', so lead the way! Everyone else, be careful and follow."

The warriors followed their orders, moving swiftly across the rice paddies' surface. Their steps were light and agile, like dragonflies skimming the water, stirring up ripples. Following the directions of the Eight Diagrams, the warriors coordinated with each other to form a marvelous formation on the water, cleverly avoiding the numerous traps within the terraced fields. However, the rebels' "Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation" was no easy task.

As the heroes of the Xiongying Society advanced deeper, the rebels' defenses became increasingly tight, and various attacks came like a storm.

Shi Feiyang knew very well that if he continued like this, it would not be a long-term solution, and he had to find the key to breaking the formation.

At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening thunder.

Shi Feiyang was shocked and looked up at the sky, only to see heavy rain pouring down, splashing high on the ground.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and a plan emerged.

Shi Feiyang shouted an order, signaling the heroes to raise their swords high.

The blade of the sword was instantly washed clean by the rain, and it flashed coldly in the dim light.

Shi Feiyang concentrated all his internal energy, pouring it into the Sky Frost Blade. Then, with a fierce swing of the blade, he unleashed the "Thunder Attracting Technique" recorded in the Nine Yin Manual. A sharp blade light pierced the rain curtain like a flash of lightning.

Shi Feiyang continued to wave the knife in his hand, the knife light flashed, attracting the lightning in the sky to gather towards him.

He seized the opportunity and unleashed the "Three Thunder Slashes".

With the first slash, the sword light carried tremendous power and slashed towards a direction of the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation".

He shouted loudly: "The first slash of thunder, break!" This slash contained the power of thunder and lightning, making a loud "crackling" sound, like a roaring thunder dragon, breaking through the rebels' line of defense.

Many rebel soldiers were struck by lightning, fell to the ground and caught fire instantly, and were burned to death, causing the formation to be in chaos.

For the second slash, Shi Feiyang turned his body, and the blade light was like an arc, slashing in another direction.

"The second slash of thunder, split!" The power of thunder and lightning shone in the sword light, the light was dazzling.

The rebel soldiers were shaken back by the force, and their weapons were scattered all over the ground.

For the third slash, Shi Feiyang concentrated all his strength on the sword. He shouted, "Thunderbolt Third Slash, Destroy!"

The sword light, with endless majesty and power, slashed towards the core of the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation".

This sword seemed to split the sky and the earth, thunder and lightning roared, rain splashed, and the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation" collapsed instantly under this powerful attack.

When the rebel army saw that their formation was broken, their morale dropped greatly and they fled in all directions.

Maggie Cheung, Bai Zhi, and the Miao village saint immediately seized the opportunity and led the Xiongying Society and the Miao village disciples to pursue the victory, winning a glorious victory on the Leiyin Terraces covered by spring rain.

In this battle, Zhong Renwang and Shi Ying didn't even have the chance to show themselves, and were forced to flee sadly. Yang Biao, with his few remaining defeated soldiers and low morale, fled in panic among the mountains and ridges like a stray dog, and retreated into the mysterious and deep ancient Bai people's salt-boiling cave in a panic.

This ancient Bai people's salt-boiling cave is like a dormant giant beast, hidden in the folds of the mountains.

The surrounding rocks are jagged and stand abruptly like ferocious animal fangs.

There are weeds growing wildly outside the cave, and the weeds are like green nets, half covering the entrance of the cave, making it look even more eerie.

Stepping into the cave, a dark, damp atmosphere hits you. The salty, astringent smell creeps into your nose like invisible threads, making you feel unwell. Ancient salt crystals hang on the walls, gleaming eerily in the dim light, like countless pairs of prying eyes, telling of the mysteries and vicissitudes of the past.

Water dripped from the top of the cave from time to time, and the "dripping" sound echoed in the empty cave, adding a bit of silence.

Shi Feiyang led the disciples of Xiongying Society and Miao Village in hot pursuit.

At this moment, the Ming army soldiers were in deep trouble.

The army had long been deprived of salt. As time went on, the soldiers became pale and thin. Their originally strong physiques became weak, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

The Ming army general was extremely anxious and paced back and forth in the tent, with his brows furrowed like the shape of a "chuan" character.

Inside the tent, the dim lights flickered, and the anxious figures of dozens of generals were projected on the tent wall, appearing particularly distorted.

In desperation, Guo Dunpin had no choice but to send out a cavalryman. The cavalryman leaped onto his horse, whipped it, and galloped away, his hooves kicking up a cloud of dust as he headed straight for Shi Feiyang. Upon seeing Shi Feiyang, the cavalryman quickly dismounted, knelt on one knee, and anxiously said, "Master Shi, our army has been without salt for a long time. Our soldiers are weak and their fighting power is far less than before. We beg Master Shi to help us seize the strategic resource of well salt to alleviate our urgent need!"

Shi Feiyang looked solemn when he heard this. He knew very well the importance of salt to the army, just like food to the people, it was a matter of life and death.

At that moment, he looked determined and nodded in response: "Don't worry, I will do my best to recapture this vital well salt for the Ming army while pursuing the rebels." After that, he raised his head slightly, looking at the mountains hidden in the clouds in the distance, secretly planning his next move in his heart.

After Yang Biao retreated into the salt-boiling cave, he suppressed his panic and unwillingness and quickly summoned the remaining rattan armor soldiers.

His eyes were filled with ferocity and determination, and he shouted, "Brothers, we haven't lost yet! This Aoyan Cave is in a dangerous position, a good place for us to fight back. Cheer up!"

As he shouted, he waved the long sword in his hand, trying to boost morale.

Afterwards, he met up with the killers from the Demonic Cult and the Beggars' Sect disciples led by Zhong Renwang.

Zhong Renwang, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, had a flash of resentment in his eyes when he mentioned Shi Feiyang.

He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "That Shi Feiyang has repeatedly ruined my plans. This time, we must take advantage of this advantageous position and capture him and his men in one fell swoop. Once we've defeated them, we'll be able to dominate the martial arts world. From now on, I, Zhong Renwang, will be the one who has the final say in the martial arts world!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. Beggar Gang elder Ding Hong, standing nearby, nodded slightly and echoed, "Master, you're absolutely right. These ancient Bai salt caves are easy to defend but difficult to attack. With this strategic location, we can definitely defeat the Xiongying Society and the Miao people."

As Ding Hong spoke, he casually drew the ground with the dog-beating stick in his hand, as if simulating the upcoming tactical layout.

At this time, Wu Qin, an elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, suggested, "Why not have our disciples form a vine armored army? Our disciples are agile, and with the vine armor, their combat effectiveness will surely increase greatly."

Yang Biao thought about it for a moment and felt it made sense, so he discussed it with Shi Fengxia, an elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Shi Fengxia smiled smugly and said, "Young Master Yang, leave this matter to the Heavenly Demon Sect. With the help of our sect, we will surely form a vine armored army that will strike fear into the hearts of our enemies."

Yang Biao was overjoyed and said quickly, "Then I'll have to trouble Elder Shi." The two men smiled at each other, but their smiles revealed their own thoughts.

Soon, the rattan armor soldiers, wearing heavy rattan armor and holding long swords, were waiting at the entrance of the cave.

There was ferocity in their eyes, like a pack of wolves about to choose their meal.

The vine armor glowed dully in the dim light, and the rivets on it gleamed with a cold metallic luster.

The assassins of the Demon Cult, dressed in black, resembled ghosts in the night, their faces grim and radiating a sinister aura that sent shivers down their spines. They stood there silently, like statues, their gazes flickering only occasionally, betraying their inner vigilance.

The Beggars' Sect disciples held sticks in their hands, their expressions nervous yet with a hint of anticipation.

They whispered to each other, and the sticks in their hands were clenched and unclenched from time to time, showing their inner anxiety.

Shi Fengxia, the elder of the Demonic Cult, was highly valued by the rebels, which greatly boosted his morale and gave him a stage to realize his ambitions.

A few days later, his eyes flashed, and he suggested, "Young Master Yang, let's select elite members from the rebels, Beggars' Sect disciples, and the Heavenly Demon Sect to practice the 'Thirty-Six Formations of the Pickaxe'. This formation is fierce and powerful. Once executed, every swing will be accompanied by a whirring sound, and the shadows of the sticks will be like an impenetrable barrier, which will surely prevent the enemy from returning."

When Yang Biao heard this, he said yes repeatedly.

As Shi Fengxia spoke, he demonstrated his moves and muttered to himself, as if he had already seen Shi Feiyang and the others being defeated. However, Shi Ying, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, had a complicated expression on her face, and she hesitated to speak.

In the past, she would have rushed to the front and personally assassinated Shi Feiyang.

But at this moment, her heart was full of entanglements. Feiyang had spared her life many times before and saved her twice. How could she forget this kindness?

She thought to herself, "Although Shi Feiyang is my enemy, he has done me a favor. Now that we're at war, how can I bring myself to kill him? But as the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, I can't go against the elders' decision..."

Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes showed pain and struggle.

She slowly walked to the side, turned her back to the crowd, and sighed softly. The sigh seemed particularly lonely in this tense atmosphere.

However, Shi Fengxia, the elder of the Demonic Cult, had his own plans in mind.

On the surface, he was very respectful to Shi Ying, but in fact he had long coveted the position of leader.

He knew very well that Shi Ying was young and beautiful but lacked prestige. This time, with the help of the rebels, it was a good opportunity for him to undermine Shi Ying's power.

He was secretly proud of himself: "Once I defeat Shi Feiyang this time, my prestige in the sect will surely increase greatly. By then, the position of Sect Leader will be in my pocket."

Thinking of this, he raised his head slightly, a trace of imperceptible greed flashed in his eyes, and looked towards the cave entrance in the distance, as if he had already seen the scene of himself standing at the pinnacle of power.

In front of this ancient Bai people's salt cave, a great war is about to break out. All parties are making intensive preparations with different purposes and intentions.

In late spring, a warm breeze carrying wisps of floral fragrance drifts leisurely outside the ancient Bai people's salt-boiling cave, forming a sharp contrast with the solemn and solemn atmosphere inside the cave.

In the sapphire-blue sky, white clouds floated lazily, as if unaware of the fierce battle that was about to break out.

The grass and trees outside the cave swayed gently in the spring breeze, and the tender green leaves sparkled with vitality. However, this abundant spring atmosphere failed to dilute the tense atmosphere on the battlefield.

Shi Feiyang stood tall and straight, like a pine tree, standing steadily at the front of the team, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring directly at the impregnable defense line of the cave entrance.

Outside the cave, there are jagged rocks and huge rocks with jagged teeth, like ferocious beasts, watching the fierce battle that is about to begin with cold eyes.

The surrounding trees were lush and leafy, casting mottled shadows, but they failed to bring a hint of coolness to the people who were about to charge.

Shi Feiyang quickly scanned the surrounding terrain and took in the enemy's formation. He saw the rattan armor soldiers, clad in thick rattan armor, lined up in a tight formation in front of the cave entrance. The copper nails on the armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

The killer from the Demonic Cult was hiding in the shadows, and the eerie aura emanating from his body seemed to be able to freeze the warm spring sun.

The Beggar Gang disciples held sticks in their hands, looked alert, and formed a defensive line.

The disciples of the Xiongying Society were all in high spirits, with the weapons in their hands shining with cold light, and their high fighting spirit was like a blazing fire.

The Miao disciples had resolute expressions, with courage and determination in their eyes. They waited quietly for orders, like a group of cheetahs ready to pounce.

At this moment, Maggie Cheung suddenly turned pale, her body swayed, and a strong pregnancy reaction came over her. She couldn't help but retching.

Shi Feiyang's heart tightened, his eyes filled with concern and anxiety. He quickly turned around and said to the Seven Sword Masters Kong Sanjiao, the Mandarin Duck Blade Master Xiao Lingling, the Tai Chi Blade Master Xinanfeng, Bai Zhi and the others, "Quick, escort Qi Meizhen back to Feihu Pass to recuperate. Make sure she's safe!"

Several people took the order, carefully supported Michelle Yim, and quickly retreated to the rear.

Shi Feiyang watched them leave, then suddenly turned his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and shouted: "Kill!"

In an instant, everyone rushed towards the enemy like a group of tigers coming down the mountain with an indomitable momentum.

The disciples of the Xiongying Society shouted in unison, unleashing their unique "Seventeen Armor-Breaking Styles." Their figures were agile, and they wielded their long swords with vigor and ferocity. The gleam of their blades flashed like silver lightning, gleaming dazzlingly in the spring sunshine.

The first move was "Creation of Heaven and Earth". The disciples jumped high and chopped down with their long swords from top to bottom. The wind from the swords whistled and kicked up the dust on the ground, as if they were going to split the earth in half. The second move was "Dragon and Snake Swinging Tail". They turned around and swept their long swords horizontally. The sword light was like a thread. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be cut by the sharp blades, making a "chi chi" sound.

The Miao village disciples cooperated well and quickly displayed their newly-trained "Liuhe Sword Formation".

They were divided into groups of six, responding to each other and waving their Miao Daos to form a tight sword formation.

The sword array was unpredictable, sometimes like a spinning windmill, with flashing blades and an impenetrable air; sometimes like a winding dragon, nimbly moving and attacking the enemy's vital points. They shouted the unique Miao war cry, their voices high and passionate, echoing throughout the battlefield, carrying the bravery and fearlessness of the Miao people.

Shi Fengxia, the elder of the Demonic Sect, stood aloft, his expression stern. He waved his hands rapidly, muttering something, and directed the "Thirty-Six Formations of the Crane's Pickaxe." Following his command, the Beggars' Sect disciples sprang into action.

They hold special pickaxes and form tight combat teams.

The shadow of the pickaxe was heavy, and with a whistling sound, it smashed towards the disciples of the Xiongying Society and the Miao Village.

This formation was fierce and powerful. Every time it was swung, it seemed to have a force of a thousand pounds, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

In an instant, the sounds of shouting and killing and the clashing of weapons intertwined together, echoing inside and outside the cave, startling the birds in the mountains and forests to flap their wings and fly high.

In the fierce fighting, the "36 Styles of Crane's Pickaxe" exerted its powerful force, strangling many disciples of Xiongying Society and Miao Village.

A brief moment of chaos descended upon the Xiongying Society and the Miao Village. Though the disciples fought hard, casualties mounted under the enemy's powerful offensive, and they began to retreat. "God Archer" Miao Menlong, seeing the situation dire, a flicker of determination flashed in his eyes. He quickly drew his bow and arrow, shouting, "Disciples of the Divine Archery Hall, listen up! Release!"

At the same time, Shan Zhi, the "Plum Blossom Dart", shook his wrist, and the plum blossom dart in his hand flashed with cold light and shot towards the enemy.

The disciples of the Xiongying Society's Divine Arrow Hall all drew their bows and shot arrows in unison.

In an instant, a rain of arrows and darts poured down like a violent storm towards the killers from the Demonic Cult who were chasing them.

Sharp arrows cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound, while plum blossom darts flashed with cold light and shot towards the enemy from different angles.

The killers of the Demonic Cult were caught off guard and were hit one after another. They screamed in pain and had to stop chasing and start retreating to avoid the attacks.

Shi Feiyang and his group of heroes led the remaining defeated troops and retreated helplessly.

After the battle, the heroes counted the number of people and found that there were 700 casualties. This was a heavy loss for the Xiongying Society and the Miao Village.

Yang Biao, Zhong Renwang, Shi Fengxia, and Wu Qin were standing in the distance, witnessing this scene, and all of them laughed heartily with pride.

Yang Biao laughed so hard he fell backward, his face filled with arrogance as he shouted, "Just relying on them, they think they can break through our defenses? It's simply a daydream!" Zhong Renwang curled his lips into a cold smile and echoed, "That's right, today will be their burial place!"

Shi Fengxia raised his head slightly, a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and said, "How can the formation of my Tianmo Sect be so easy to break?"

Wu Qin stood aside, a cold smile on his face, and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)