Zhong Renwang broke out in a cold sweat, his face turning pale in an instant, and he hurriedly leaned back, narrowly avoiding the lethal strike.
His back was soaked, cold sweat slipping down his cheeks.
Imdiately, he swerved and flashed sideways, executing a move called "Dragon Battles in the Wild," and swung his palm towards Yili’s left rib, his palm force carrying a fishy wind.
Yili reacted swiftly, her figure flickered, and she executed "Cloud Rise Fog Enshroud," integrating her body technique and swordsmanship, rendering reality and illusion indistinguishable like a dream.
Her silhouette left trails in the air, Zhong Renwang’s palm force grazed her clothes, tearing a slit in the fabric.
Seizing the opportunity to counterattack, Yili executed "Frenzied Butterfly Dance," her long sword swiftly dancing, transforming into countless sword tips, aiming like a torrential storm at Zhong Renwang’s acupuncture points.
The sword tips glimred with a cold glow, like stars in the night sky, Zhong Renwang’s face changed drastically with fear, hurriedly executing "Shock Hundred Miles," his palms pushing out flatly, a powerful palm force surged forward, lifting up dust from the ground to form a cloud.
Yili advanced instead of retreating, her figure like a swallow, executing "Heng Mountain Shift," skillfully evading the palm force and seizing the chance to counterattack, her long sword stabbing at Zhong Renwang again.
The two exchanged blows back and forth, locked in a fierce struggle, the surrounding air twisted due to their intense battle, leaving Zhong Renwang shocked at how skilled Yili’s martial arts had beco.
The Changn Weng City, ablaze, resembled a human purgatory, screams intertwined with the clash of weapons echoing around.
The Wokou leader, Yamamoto Ichiro, although short in stature, emitted a fierce and cunning aura.
The ghastly scar on his face, under the flickering firelight, seed like a twisted serpent, ever more terrifying.
At this mont, he raised his Japanese saber high, the blade shimring with a cold light like lightning in a cold night, ready to rip apart the opponent at any ti.
anwhile, the Wokou leader Watanabe Jiro, towering like a small mountain, with each step causing the ground to tremble slightly. He tightly gripped the long saber with both hands, the blade wide and thick, emitting a chilling aura.
The two exchanged a glance, a fierce murderous intent flashed in their eyes, shouting simultaneously, they executed "Slash with the Wind" and "Fusang Swordsmanship," rushing towards Shi Feiyang like hungry wolves.
Yamamoto Ichiro moved like a specter, using the harsh cold wind, his Japanese saber whistling sharply, chopping straight toward Shi Feiyang’s head, the sword wind causing the surrounding air to "hiss."
Watanabe Jiro’s steps were steady, his long saber waved, sword flowers glimring, attacking Shi Feiyang from the side, attempting to cut off his retreat.
Shi Feiyang stood firm, like an unshakable towering mountain, faced with their pincer attack, he rely snorted coldly, his voice like a bell, particularly clear amidst the noisy battlefield.
He circulated the powerful Bright Jade Technique within him, suddenly, a faint jade-colored halo erged around him, circulating with a chilling coldness that froze the surrounding air, forming a thin layer of frost on the ground.
He then executed the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique," his Celestial Frost Blade like a silver dragon, nimbly dancing in his hand. He bellowed, releasing a move called "Golden Dragon Curling Claw."
As the move launched, the True Qi manifested by the Bright Jade Technique surged out, forming a gigantic vortex ahead.
The vortex rotated rapidly, emitting a deep roaring sound, as if to devour everything around.
Yamamoto Ichiro and Watanabe Jiro felt a strong suction force pulling them, uncontrollably drifting towards the vortex’s center, their weapon wielding rhythm completely disrupted by this force.
Shi Feiyang seized their confusion, moving like lightning, his Celestial Frost Blade traced a magnificent arc in the air, slashing toward Yamamoto Ichiro.
Yamamoto Ichiro was terrified, hurriedly raising his saber to defend.
A loud "clang" sounded, sparks flew, like fireworks blooming in the night sky.
Yamamoto Ichiro was jolted by the powerful force, his arms went numb, his tiger’s mouth cracked, blood gushed down his arm.
But before he could catch his breath, Shi Feiyang struck again, his saber light shimring like a silver lightning bolt, Yamamoto Ichiro couldn’t evade, his shoulder cut with a deep wound, flesh rolled back, blood spurted forth.
Simultaneously, Watanabe Jiro swung his long saber, attacking from behind Shi Feiyang.
Shi Feiyang detected the attack from behind, abruptly turned, swinging the Celestial Frost Blade along, colliding with Watanabe Jiro’s long saber.
This ti, the collision produced an even stronger force, Watanabe Jiro’s feet slipped, retreated several steps, and deep footprints were left on the ground.
Shi Feiyang gave no chance for the opponent to catch their breath, executing "Raging Sea Storm" from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, the saber light glimred densely like a sudden rain. Each slash carried a powerful montum, seemingly able to cut air.
After over ten moves, Shi Feiyang seized the mont, his inner Bright Jade Technique at the peak, raising the Celestial Frost Blade high, the blade condensed with potent True Qi, flashing with a dazzling light.
He shouted, executing the ultimate killer move of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique "Frost Sky Devastation."
With this slash, seed to carry the power to destroy earth and sky, a huge saber scar appeared in the sky.
Yamamoto Ichiro and Watanabe Jiro widened their eyes in terror, but it was too late to dodge.
Only hearing two "crack" sounds, their heads flew high, bodies fell like puppets with cut strings, blood spouted like a fountain from their necks, rendering an incredibly shocking sight under the firelight.
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