On New Year’s Day, the Jiangnan sky seed to be tightly covered by a heavy lead-gray curtain, the oppressive hue weighing down on people’s hearts as if it could fall at any mont.
The bitter cold wind was like countless sharp knives, rampaging across every inch of land at Taihu Lake Turtle Head, rcilessly cutting across people’s cheeks, bringing a painful sting like a blade.
Despite the lingering festivity of the New Year still pervading the air, the overcast weather was like a veil of gloom, quietly casting an inexplicable sense of repression over everyone’s hearts.
Madam Shi, the general’s daughter poised as a fierce tiger, and Qi izhen, the Gang Leader of Jiangnan Cao Bang, stood out like a vibrant flower blooming in the cold wind, exuding captivating allure.
She wore an extrely luxurious and sufficiently thick brocade robe, ticulously woven from superior silk, embroidered with intricate and complicated patterns, which still shimred faintly under the dim skies.
The robe tightly wrapped around her graceful figure, outlining her slim waist and long legs.
Her face was like finely sculpted jade, her skin as white as snow, casting a faint glow, her eyes were like two clear autumn waters, glancing around with flowing brilliance, revealing a sense of agility and intelligence.
Her lips were naturally red without need of paint, the slight curve of her mouth carrying a hint of confidence and determination.
Her long, black, and shiny hair was cleverly tied up, with a few strands gently fluttering in the wind, adding to her myriad of charms.
Accompanied by the Vice Gang Leader, "Water Dragon" Jin Liufu, "Centipede" Gongsun Ren, "Cyan-faced Beast" Yang Feng, and other capable subordinates, Qi izhen headed to the Jiangnan Cao Bang Headquarters at Huqiu Sword Pool to handle affairs.
Their figures appeared exceptionally resolute and stable in the howling cold wind.
However, a crisis lurked like a hidden beast in the dark, stealthily waiting for the right mont to strike.
As they approached the vicinity of Taihu Lake Turtle Head, the once mirror-like calm of the lake surface was suddenly broken by a formidable force.
A group of masked assassins appeared without warning, like ghostly figures crawling out of the depths of Hell, launching a fierce attack on the Cao Bang’s warships. The lead assassin’s gaze was cold, issuing a low and sharp order.
In an instant, several fire oil crossbow arrows shot towards the warships like teors chasing the moon.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh", the arrows tore through the air, accompanied by the sound of the wind, landing accurately on the ships.
In the blink of an eye, raging flas rose to the sky, the warships were quickly engulfed by a sea of fire, and with the help of the wind, the fire spread at an astonishing speed, turning the entire lake surface red with the reflection, with billowing black smoke rocketing skyward like a giant black dragon.
At the sa ti, another group of assassins crazily set fires along the river, rcilessly cutting off the retreat of all the people.
In no ti, the river surface was completely covered in flas, resembling a scene of Human Purgatory.
The thick masts were overwheld by the raging fire, making cracking sounds, ready to snap at any mont.
"Water Dragon" Jin Liufu, with the Eight Trigrams Golden Saber at his side and a Water Dividing Needle in his hand, unhesitatingly dived into the water, his figure agile, swimming and investigating the situation underwater. "Cyan-faced Beast" Yang Feng quickly drew the Ghost Ring Saber from his waist, the iron rings on the saber clattering, emitting clear sounds.
He employed the "Mountain-Cracking Saber Technique," his whole being like an angry beast, fighting fiercely against the group of masked n. Every strike he made carried a force of a thousand pounds, the wind of his saber whistling through the air.
"Centipede" Gongsun Ren first shot out a handful of poison needles, precisely killing several masked n. Then, he swiftly retrieved a pair of Wu Yue Hooks from his back, the hook blades glinting with cold light. His body was agile, engaging in an intense fight with the constantly leaping masked n.
Seeing the situation, Qi izhen’s beautiful eyes widened, she urgently ordered the Cao Bang disciples to form a "Tiger Brave Blade Array."
The disciples moved quickly, their blades forming a tight and seamless defensive line, encircling and slaughtering the masked n.
anwhile, Qi izhen herself drew the cold-glinting Miao Saber.
With the Miao Saber in hand, her whole deanor changed instantaneously, her previous gentle allure replaced by an unyielding killing spirit.
She displayed the "Armor-breaking Seventeen Styles" blade moves from the Miao Saber techniques.
The first move "Ice-breaking Saber," she twisted her body, the Miao Saber imbued with a bone-chilling coldness, slashed fiercely at the masked n in front, the saber’s montum fierce as if to cleave everything before her.
The second move "Spin Saber and Wind Return," her body turned like a spinning flower, the Miao Saber in her hand rotating rapidly, raising a strong whirlwind, sweeping away the weapons of the surrounding masked n.
The third move "Sky-Splitting Slash," she gave a soft shout, lifted the Miao Saber high, then slashed down violently, a fierce saber aura shot from the blade, cutting through the air in a dazzling flash, directly cleaving several masked n in front of her in two.
Her every move and style were precise and fierce, her actions smooth and unbroken in one continuous flow.
That graceful figure moved freely amidst the saber light and sword shadows, yet exuded imnse power.
Although the masked n wielded Japanese Sabers, with superb blade techniques, they did not use the "One Strike in the Wind" or "Fusang Swordsmanship," but rather the blade techniques from many Central Plains Martial Arts sects. This abnormal situation made Qi izhen ponder secretly: these masked n might not be real pirates.
"Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen happened to be nearby investigating clues, and when he witnessed the shocking scene at Taihu Lake Turtle Head, he was suddenly struck with alarm, inwardly exclaiming that things were not good. The warships before him were ignited by the fire oil crossbow arrows, raging flas spread recklessly, billowing smoke rising straight up to the clouds, an extrely perilous situation.
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