The scene before them was shocking: within Changsheng Castle, flas soared to the sky, thick smoke billowed, resembling a human purgatory. The flas rcilessly licked at the city walls, devouring everything combustible, crackling as they consud.
The air was filled with the acrid sll of burning, nearly suffocating, each breath laced with the sting of scorching pain. In the distance, the shouts of battle and cries intertwined, forming a tragic symphony that reverberated across this land shrouded in the flas of war.
Shi Feiyang’s figure appeared particularly tall and straight in the firelight, and Gong Sing’s gaze involuntarily followed him.
In this chaotic scene, their eyes t.
There was determination and concern in Shi Feiyang’s eyes, as if telling Gong Sing not to fear, that he would protect everything.
anwhile, Gong Sing’s eyes were filled with worry and attachnt, fearing that Shi Feiyang might encounter danger in this battle.
It turned out that the Divine Water Palace had launched another large-scale attack on Changsheng Castle.
The Divine Water Palace Master, Liu Yanran, had long sought to eliminate all the gangs in Liaodong, establishing herself and the Divine Water Palace as the absolute rulers.
This ti, the Divine Water Palace ticulously planned a night assault.
They gathered elite forces from many of their branches, with a total strength of over three thousand n. Under the personal command of Liu Yanran, they carried out this well-coordinated attack. The samurais of the Divine Water Palace surged towards Changsheng Castle like a tidal wave, ard with nurous fire arrows, employing fire attack tactics, aiming to destroy this formidable fortress in one fell swoop.
The sect leaders and their disciples of various martial arts sects within Changsheng Castle faced an unprecedented severe test.
At the sa ti, Divine Water Palace’s elites Liu Tingting, Gong Ci’en, Gong Yao’en, Qingyi, and others led part of the samurais to hide in concealed places around Changsheng Castle. Their eyes were like eagles, constantly monitoring the movents within the fortress.
Whenever they detected soone trying to escape due to the thick smoke, they would imdiately draw their bows and shoot arrows, delivering deadly strikes without rcy.
Without consulting Shi Feiyang, Lin Wanqing quickly demonstrated her courage and responsibility.
Calmly, she organized the sect leaders and their disciples within Changsheng Castle, quickly rallying forces to confront this sudden crisis. Her gaze was firm and composed, directing everyone in an orderly manner, her voice crisp yet strong: "Everyone, do not panic, follow my command, we will definitely hold Changsheng Castle!"
Shi Feiyang did not rush into the fight; instead, he displayed his extraordinary wisdom.
Calmly, he gave instructions to "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong and "Mandarin Duck Saber" Xiao Lingling, who ca seeking strategies: "Sister Xiao, please quickly find the whereabouts of Gong Sing and ensure her safety. Brother Wu, follow out of the castle to defeat the enemy."
Xiao Lingling accepted the command and quickly departed.
Hearing how concerned Shi Feiyang was for her safety, warmth filled Gong Sing’s heart, but at the sa ti, her worry increased.
She silently prayed in her heart that Shi Feiyang would return safely: "He must be okay, he must be safe."
Gong Sing anxiously searched for Shi Feiyang’s figure in the chaotic crowd, trying to keep up with him, but was repeatedly pushed away by the surging crowd. Shi Feiyang and Wu Zhong quickly flew out of Changsheng Castle, across the Divine Water Palace’s troops, and swept over the wilderness behind the human wall.
Wu Zhong asked urgently, "Grand Squad Leader, are just the two of us enough to battle thousands of enemies?" His heart was full of doubt, even stretching his hand to touch Shi Feiyang’s forehead, trying to confirm if his old illness had relapsed, but found no heat.
Shi Feiyang ignored Wu Zhong’s question but took a deerskin bag from his waist and said to Wu Zhong, "Brother Wu, our reinforcents are about to arrive, you gather them, convey the orders, encircle and annihilate the Divine Water Palace people. Rember, first use the Ma Jun repeating crossbow to shoot at the enemy, launch a surprise attack from behind. Now, I will go to face Liu Yanran."
With that, he explained no further and poured tens of thousands of disciples from the Heroic Sakura Association out of the deerskin bag. Then he swiftly flew away, darting towards Liu Yanran’s direction like a black lightning, disappearing into the night.
After much effort, Gong Sing finally broke away from the chaotic crowd, tracking Shi Feiyang’s trail, only to find that at this mont Liu Yanran had launched a ferocious assault on Shi Feiyang.
Seeing this, Gong Sing unhesitatingly drew out the Python Whip, shouting loudly, "Brother Shi, I’m here to help you!"
Her voice was particularly loud amidst the clamor of the war, filled with a resolute aura.
Liu Yanran, seeing Gong Sing joining the battle, suddenly darkened her expression and coldly said, "You traitor, daring to betray the Divine Water Palace!"
Gong Sing, however, remained unwavering, firmly standing beside Shi Feiyang, retorting, "I just refuse to help tyrants anymore, your actions are unbearable!"
Shi Feiyang looked at the self-sacrificing Gong Sing, full of emotion and heartache.
In fact, Shi Feiyang had not fully unleashed his martial arts, using only a fraction of his power.
His intention was rely to test Gong Sing’s martial arts ability, confidently ensuring her safety.
"Why are you so foolish, risking your life?" Shi Feiyang said with a slight reproach, yet his eyes filled with concern, suddenly channeling his Bright Jade Technique’s power to the Fourth Level, forming a vortex of True Qi around him, protecting Gong Sing from Liu Yanran’s harm.
"I...I can’t let anything happen to you." Gong Sing’s cheeks flushed slightly, she said softly, her heart filled with both tension and sweetness.
Their eyes t, exchanging trust and encouragent that only the two of them could understand.
At this mont, Lin Wanqing also faced Liu Tingting in combat.
Lin Wanqing held a long sword, her figure light and graceful, like a green lotus blossoming amidst the flas of war.
Her Longevity Sword technique was agile and lively, every swing of the sword carried an elegant curve, as if it was dancing.
At this mont, Lin Wanqing’s eyes were closely watching every move of Liu Tingting, calmly seeking an opening.
Her swordsmanship was as natural and fluid as flowing clouds and water, at tis gently deflecting attacks like a spring breeze; at tis as swift as lightning, striking directly at the opponent’s vital points.
Yet the stunningly beautiful Liu Tingting, at this mont, revealed her vicious side.
Her appearance was perfect, her skin fairer than snow, like a fairy descended to the human world.
However, her heart was as treacherous as a viper’s.
At this mont, Liu Tingting wielded the Divine Water Sword, her sword strikes steady and powerful, each attack carried strong force, seeming to crush the opponent. Her eyes were cold and cruel, filled with murderous intent, relentlessly attacking Lin Wanqing, with an ever-changing sword technique, at tis as turbulent as a raging river, at tis like a hidden snake, launching a sudden lethal strike.
Every move of Liu Tingting was filled with aggression, chilling to the bone.
At this mont, the martial arts heroes of Changsheng Castle also engaged in a deadly battle with the samurais of Divine Water Palace.
Their shouts and the clash of weapons mingled, composing a heroic battle hymn.
The glint of swords and sabers flashed, the earth was stained with blood, and both sides fought with their last ounce of strength for their beliefs and goals.
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