Their fierce battle was like a silent storm, engulfing the surrounding environnt, filling the river’s surface with tension and unease.
"Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun stood on high ground, focused, placing the iron flute to his lips.
He played an eerie magical flute sound, a sound like an invisible yet powerful force, swirling and echoing in the air.
The flute sound was extrely penetrating, as if it could directly strike one’s heart, making one unconsciously captivated by it.
The sound was sotis sharp, sotis deep, like a summons from Hell.
The Wokou’s originally orderly actions beca chaotic under the flute sound’s interference. Their eyes started to look confused, their steps faltering, and the originally clear secret signals were completely disrupted, resulting in disorganized coordination among them.
Xiang Kun played the iron flute, his gaze firm, closely watching the Wokou’s reactions, constantly adjusting the flute sound’s rhythm and pitch, thoroughly disrupting the enemy’s command system. His flute sound was like a baton, leading the rhythm of the battlefield, making the enemy completely passive.
"Divine Archer" Miao nlong drew his bow and fitted an arrow, his stance steady. His eyes were sharp as an eagle, aid directly at the Beggar Gang’s ssenger pigeon.
The ssenger pigeon flapped its wings in the night sky, attempting to deliver an important ssage, yet unaware of the danger quietly approaching.
Miao nlong took a deep breath, the bowstring in his hand pulled into a full moon shape.
His gaze locked onto the target like a leopard, his muscles tensed all over, ready to unleash a deadly strike.
With a "whoosh," the sharp arrow shot out like a teor, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and instantly hit the ssenger pigeon.
The Beggar Gang’s communication was thus interrupted, the command system plunged into chaos, and the originally orderly attack rhythm was suddenly thrown into disorder. The disciples were at a loss, looking around, and the scene was chaotic. Miao nlong’s archery was extraordinarily precise, hitting the target with one shot, showcasing the extraordinary skills of a divine archer.
"Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi faced off against Huashan Sect Leader Tang Zihan.
Shan Zhi’s plum blossom darts danced in his hand, dart shadows flickering like teors across the night sky. As he attacked, he mocked Tang Zihan: "Sect Leader Tang, do you still rember how you pretended to be a pitiful little dog on Chixia Peak at Taihu Lake? Today, watch how I deal with you!"
Tang Zihan’s face turned alternately pale and flushed under Shan Zhi’s words, trembling with anger.
Enraged, he swung his long sword, wielding it so tightly as if trying to conceal his inner anger and embarrassnt.
He shouted loudly: "Stop your nonsense! Tonight, I’ll make you regret it!" However, his attacks seed sowhat chaotic, gradually unable to withstand Shan Zhi’s agile and varied plum blossom dart attacks, forced to constantly retreat, seeking a chance to counterattack.
Shi Feiyang stood firm at the bow, watching the flas grow fiercer, like a roaring giant beast totally blocking his path.
Dense smoke billowed, and heat waves surged forth, yet his eyes were resolute, showing no fear.
He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly his aura changed, a powerful atmosphere instantly enveloping the surroundings.
Following this, he executed the "Water-Splitting Saber Technique," his Celestial Frost Blade seeming alive, its blade emitting sparkles, icy radiance scattering, blade energy crisscrossing like countless invisible sharp edges shuttling through the air.
Shi Feiyang shouted forcefully, slashing the Celestial Frost Blade at the fire wall with full power, the force of it overwhelming, with the blade energy tearing the air, producing a "buzzing" sound.
In an instant, the blade energy surged up a wave several yards high, splitting the river water apart, forming a wide temporary channel, the water on both sides rolling and roaring like two raging dragons.
Just then, strange ripples suddenly appeared underwater, as Wokou Ninja launched a surprise attack from below.
They were dressed in black tight-fitting garb, holding sharp short blades, like a group of phantoms lurking in the dark.
However, they never expected that within the Heroic Sakura Association, a formidable Qi Family Army was secretly hidden among the three thousand disciples.
"Miao Blade Sect" maiden Qi izhen stood gallantly on the bow, dressed in fiery red armor, like a blooming rose in the flas of war, radiant yet carrying a quality of awe-inspiring heroism.
Her hair danced freely in the wind, her gaze bright and resolute, imbued with an intrinsic boldness and wisdom.
At this mont, Qi izhen commanded confidently, waving her flag, and shouted: "Activate the ’Fire Dragon Out of Water’ device!" Instantly, the Qi Family Army’s "Fire Dragon Out of Water" device sprayed fierce toxic fire, the toxic fire being blue-green, resembling a ferocious fire serpent, carrying a pungent sll, rushing at the Wokou Ninja with thunderous force.
The places the toxic fire reached, the Wokou emitted sorrowful screams, their bodies instantly consud by the toxic fire, their skin burnt black, muscles twisted and contorted, struggling painfully in the water, the surface appearing with strange green ripples, traces of the toxic fire mixing with the river water.
Qi izhen, as a descendant of a famous Anti-Japanese War Hero, displayed her outstanding military talent at this mont.
She not only closely watched every movent on the battlefield but also thodically commanded her subordinates, continuously adjusting the attack strategies and directions, successfully disrupting the enemy’s attack plan, plunging the enemy into chaos.
"Water Dragon" Jin Liufu, his actions like a nimble dragon, skillfully maneuvered underwater.
He led the Jiangnan disciples adept in water from the Heroic Sakura Association in a thrilling underwater battle against the Wokou.
This fierce battle unfolded underwater, intense and exciting, with both sides exhibiting extrely high combat skills.
Jin Liufu’s movents were agile, gripping a pair of gleaming Water Dividing Needles, moving effortlessly in the water, resembling a fish swimming.
His gaze was exceptionally sharp, once locking onto a target, swiftly and forcefully initiating attacks.
In rapid attacks, the Water Dividing Needles in his hand were like lightning piercing through the chest of a Wokou Ninja, with blood quickly spreading in the water, reddening the surrounding area. That Wokou Ninja in his last monts, stared wide-eyed, face filled with fear and despair, then his body slowly sank to the riverbed.
The Heroic Sakura Association disciples harbored deep hatred for the Wokou, swimming skillfully in the water, wielding weapons rcilessly slaying the enemies. So disciples used sharp long swords to slash at the Wokou’s necks, others used heavy short axes to hack at the Wokou’s heads, and so used nets to trap Wokou before hacking them to death, the scene bloody and brutal.
The river water turned red with blood, forming a crimson expanse, ripples occasionally erging on the surface, traces of the blood battle, witnessing the cruelty and intensity of the fight. Every drop of blood, every ripple, told of the fierce and cruel battle.
After creating the Water Diversion Channel, Shi Feiyang did not hesitate, imdiately leaping into the water.
He activated the Eighth Realm of the Bright Jade Technique - "Supre Emotionless," instantly, his body emitted intense cold, rapidly cooling the river water, the surrounding temperature dropping sharply as if ti itself froze.
With his power running swiftly, a thick layer of ice quickly spread from him, freezing the surrounding Wokou in ice. Those Wokou Ninjas struggled fearfully within the ice, unable to escape, trapped in the cold river’s water.
Shi Feiyang, holding the Celestial Frost Blade, moved like lightning through the ice, demonstrating the Hundred Victories Saber Technique.
Every slash emitted chilling energy and astonishing speed, with blade light flickering as the ice split apart, and the Wokou were slain. His saber technique was like a dance, elegant yet deadly, each movent claiming a life.
Blood diffused within the ice, the scene extrely impactful.
Shi Feiyang’s figure appeared and disappeared in the ice, like a Death God from Hell, harvesting the lives of the enemies, showcasing the extre cold of the Bright Jade Technique and the sharpness of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique to perfection, sending shivers down one’s spine.
On this autumn night along the Yangtze River, plots and killings intertwined, a deadly contest unfolding intensely.
The people of the Heroic Sakura Association, with their courage and wisdom, engaged in a life-and-death struggle against the enemy.
Fearless against strong enemies, they swore to defend their holand, displaying an indomitable spirit and will.
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