"Bamboo Pole" Jiang Huotian, wielding a slender bamboo pole, the bamboo in his hand seed to be imbued with life, like a nimble long snake.
He used the bamboo pole to jab, thrust, and lift, each action precise and swift.
The tip of the bamboo pole was like a sharp spear, easily piercing through the bodies of the bandits, blood spurting from the punctured areas.
He weaved back and forth among the enemy crowd, wherever he went, enemies fell one after another, leaving behind strings of bloody footprints on the ground.
And these bloody footprints were quickly covered partially by the swirling snowflakes, leaving only vague traces.
At this mont, "Erlang God" Shi Feiyang, "Water Dragon" Jin Liufu, "Centipede" Gongsun Ren, and "Cyan-faced Beast" Yang Feng leaped out from the icy realm.
Carrying the chill of the shattered ice on their bodies, they resembled a group of demon gods erging from an icy hell.
The Celestial Frost Blade in Shi Feiyang’s hand exuded a biting coldness, its blade surrounded by a thick layer of frost; the Water Dividing Needle in Jin Liufu’s hand glead with a cold light, as if it could slice everything to pieces; the Wu Yue Hooks in Gongsun Ren’s hand had a peculiar shape, reflecting an eerie glow in the sunlight; the Ghost Ring Saber in Yang Feng’s hand emitted a crisp sound from its iron rings, like the death knell of the Death God.
They joined the chaotic battle, instantly stirring up a bloody storm, the bandits fell under their attacks one after another, blood flowed in winding rivers on the snowy ground, turning Yunng Marsh into a human purgatory.
The violent wind, like a raging giant beast, roared wantonly over Yunng Marsh, the blizzard was like blades, madly piercing the earth.
In this brutal and cold slaughter intertwined with chaos, every mont bore witness to life flickering out like a candle in the wind, and showcased the fierce clash of the heroes’ iron-like will.
Shi Feiyang appeared like a war god walking out from an icy hell, exuding a terrifying aura around him.
He tightly grasped the Celestial Frost Blade, which in the bitter cold wind, beca even more chilling.
A thick layer of frost on the blade shimred with a ghostly light, that frost was the killing intent accumulated over the years.
After slaying all the bandits, Shi Feiyang’s gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s, firmly locking onto "Northwest’s Number One Sword" Dugu Cang, that gaze seed to penetrate all obstacles, reaching the target directly. "Water Dragon" Jin Liufu, just erged from the bone-chilling lake water, his body still dripping with cold water.
The water dripped continuously from the hem of his clothes, instantly freezing into ice beads in the frigid environnt. He tightly grasped the Water Dividing Needle, which shone with a cold light like stars in the chill of the night, yet carried deadly danger. Jin Liufu moved with agility, like a water dragon swimming freely in water, now eager to stir up a bloody storm on land.
"Centipede" Gongsun Ren, wielding the peculiarly shaped Wu Yue Hooks, whose silver light flickered in the dim sky like ghostly eyes, exuding a strange aura. Gongsun Ren’s eyes were filled with ruthlessness, his figure agile, like a centipede lurking in the dark, ready to deliver a fatal blow with his sharp hooked blades at any ti.
"Cyan-faced Beast" Yang Feng, holding the Ghost Ring Saber, the iron rings on the saber clanged together, emitting a crisp yet chilling sound.
Each clang seed to be the death knell struck by the Death God, echoing through the stormy heavens and earth.
Yang Feng’s face was stern, the cyan-colored scar on his face appeared even more terrifying in this tense atmosphere.
The four of them had one unwavering thought in their minds: kill Dugu Cang first!
They completely disregarded the Jianghu’s foolish rules of single combat, victory was the only goal. Their figures shot out like arrows from a bow, streaking through the air, bringing with them biting cold winds, and launched an aggressive assault towards Dugu Cang.
Shi Feiyang perford the ultimate technique of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, the blade danced, emitting a fierce chill.
A massive ice-blue saber aura, like a roaring ice dragon, swept towards Dugu Cang with a mountain-crushing montum, freezing the air instantaneously, snowflakes congealed into ice crystals and fell in succession.
Jin Liufu’s figure flashed, like a black lightning bolt, the Water Dividing Needle like a dragon erging from the sea, straight at Dugu Cang’s throat.
His speed was extraordinarily fast, leaving no ti for reaction, only a blurred shadow remained in the air.
Gongsun Ren swung the Wu Yue Hooks, the hooked blade drew out eerie arcs in the air, like a centipede’s venomous fangs, attacking Dugu Cang’s vital points from different angles. The silver glow of the Wu Yue Hooks was particularly dazzling in the frozen world.
Yang Feng wielded the Ghost Ring Saber, its blade spinning, the sound of the iron rings grew more urgent, like the beat of dense war drums, disturbing Dugu Cang’s mind. His saber strikes were ferocious and powerful, each slash carried imnse force.
Dugu Cang faced with the four-pronged assault, expression grave, he swung his Long Sword, executing the "Eight Styles of the Famous Sword" technique, attempting to fend off this fierce storm-like attack. The clash of sword against saber, needle, and hook produced deafening sounds, sparks flew, flashing coldly amidst the snow and ice.
However, the assault from the four was like a relentless tide, wave after wave, gradually pushing Dugu Cang into a difficult situation.
Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity, shouted loudly, fiercely swung the Celestial Frost Blade, a sharp saber light flashed, directly cutting through Dugu Cang’s Long Sword. Imdiately after, Jin Liufu’s Water Dividing Needle stabbed fiercely into Dugu Cang’s chest, Gongsun Ren’s Wu Yue Hooks sliced across Dugu Cang’s throat, Yang Feng’s Ghost Ring Saber sliced Dugu Cang’s body in half.
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