Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 239. A thousand cavalrymen are shrouded in the smoke of war over the fields; a brilliant plan unfolds like a rainbow splitting the earth.
Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed, his gaze sharp and penetrating, like the brightest star in the night sky, observing everything around him.

After a moment's thought, he immediately ordered Xie Wen to go ahead and inform the tribal chief Hahatu of their arrival.

Shi Feiyang leaped off his horse, his movements agile and graceful, like a nimble eagle.

With a smile, he first introduced his wife, Lin Wanqing, to Princess Gugra.

Lin Wanqing was dressed in a light blue silk dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a blooming blue lotus.

Her face was as beautiful as a fairy descended from heaven, her skin as white as snow, her eyes as bright as stars, and every gesture she made exuded gentle grace and politeness, like a soft and pleasant spring breeze. At this moment, she held an infant in her arms.

The baby was exquisitely beautiful, with a face as rosy as a ripe apple and big, round eyes that curiously gazed at the world. It was so adorable that one couldn't help but want to reach out and play with it.

Shi Feiyang then introduced Liu Guihua, who was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit with a jeweled belt around her waist, which accentuated her graceful figure. Although her eyes and brows carried a hint of江湖 (jianghu, the world of martial arts and chivalry) and banditry, they also added a unique charm to her.

Little Yu Yan, carried on her back, had two cute little braids, her eyes darting around with a cleverness that shone through. She would occasionally flash a bright smile, looking playful and adorable.

Princess Gugra looked up and saw Lin Wanqing and Liu Guihua, and her heart couldn't help but feel saddened.

She felt as if she had lost her luster in front of these two beauties.

But she was naturally open-minded, and even though she felt bitter inside, she still forced a smile, stepped forward gracefully, bowed slightly, and said, "I have long admired your names, ladies, and it is truly an honor for Gugra to meet you today." Her words revealed the generosity and magnanimity of the people of the grasslands.

Lin Wanqing smiled and returned the greeting, her eyes gentle, and said softly, "Your Highness is too kind. You must be tired from your journey. Your elegance is truly admirable." She could see at a glance Princess Gugra's feelings for Shi Feiyang. Although her heart was slightly stirred, she remained gentle and graceful.

Liu Guihua laughed heartily and said, "Haha, I love the princess's personality! From now on, we're like sisters!"

It fully reveals the bandit-like spirit she had developed early in her life.

At this moment, the tribal chief Hahatu strode over. He was a burly man with a smiling face and said, "Great Hero Shi, I have long admired your name. It is truly a blessing for our Ordos tribe to have you here today!"

Shi Feiyang returned the greeting with a cupped hand and said, "Haha, Chief Tu, you are too kind. I have come here today for matters concerning the martial world. I am willing to discuss them with you and contribute to the peace of this world."

Haha was incredibly enthusiastic and immediately hosted a grand banquet.

At the banquet, tables were laden with fine wines and delicacies, the aroma of wine filling the air and the fragrance of mutton permeating the atmosphere.

Everyone took their seats, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts, creating a seemingly harmonious atmosphere.

However, after a few rounds of drinks, an unexpected incident occurred.

Suddenly, a group of masked assassins dressed in black, like demons emerging from the depths of hell, surged out from all around the camp like a tidal wave.

They were all agile and wielded sharp blades, which gleamed coldly in the dim light, like the forked tongues of venomous snakes, exuding a deadly aura. Their target was none other than Haha Tu.

Shi Feiyang reacted extremely quickly, like a cheetah poised to pounce, and moved instantly.

He unleashed his profound lightness skill, "Concealing One's Identity and Name," and with a sway of his body, he flashed like a wisp of green smoke, instantly appearing among the assassins. He swung Haha Tu into the air and shouted, "Xie Wen, protect the leader!"

Inside the tent, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, like the calm before a storm, making it hard to breathe.

The masked assassins, like a pack of hungry wolves, their eyes bloodshot, each wielding knives, spears, and halberds, their faces contorted in a ferocious grimace, pounced on Gu Gela, Lin Wanqing, and Liu Guihua. In their eyes, these women seemed easier to deal with, capable of achieving their goals quickly.

Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang was filled with rage and activated his Mingyu Skill.

In an instant, a warm, jade-like luster emanated from his body, and his aura instantly surged, as if he were a war god descending to earth.

He used his palm as a knife, unleashing the "Hundred Victories Knife Technique." Although he had no knife in his hand, his knife intent was overwhelming.

The flashing blades, like a silver whirlwind, swept wildly through the group of assassins, carrying a fierce wind.

Each flash of the blade was accompanied by a shrill scream, as if it were a wail from hell.

The assassins were all struck, their blood splattering everywhere.

In an instant, the camp was filled with flying flesh and blood, and the stench of blood permeated the air as if it were a tangible substance, so strong that it made people want to vomit.

As Shi Feiyang made his move, he roared, "The way of the martial world should be to prioritize chivalry and stop when the point is reached. Yet you are so vicious, attempting to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Today, I will use this sword of justice to uphold the law and let you know that those who do evil will be punished by heaven!"

His voice, like a booming bell, echoed throughout the tent, exuding a chilling majesty.

Seeing this, Lin Wanqing remained calm and composed.

She was naturally gentle and calm in the face of change.

At this moment, she held the baby in her arms. The baby was sleeping soundly in its mother's warm embrace, a sweet smile on its lips, completely unaware that the outside world had fallen into a bloody storm.

Lin Wanqing held the Longevity Sword in her other hand. The sword gleamed with a cold light, and its sword energy crisscrossed, telling of its extraordinary nature.

She unleashed the "Longevity Sword Technique," her sword moves as fluid and graceful as water and wind, seemingly gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze, yet concealing boundless killing intent.

Having consumed Xu Fu's elixir, Lin Wanqing possessed surging inner strength. Each thrust of her sword carried a powerful aura, tearing the air apart with a hissing sound. Masked assassins fell one after another beneath her blade.

Blood stained her skirt, like blooming red plum blossoms, but it did not diminish her beauty in the slightest.

She was like a beautiful flower blooming amidst bloodshed and carnage, both beautiful and dangerous, inspiring both awe and infatuation.

Liu Guihua carried Xiao Yuyan on her back. Xiao Yuyan clung tightly to her back, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement, as if this was not a life-or-death battle, but an interesting adventure.

Liu Guihua also consumed a Xu Fu elixir, and her internal energy surged like a flood bursting its banks.

She gripped the serpent whip, its tip tracing arcs through the air with a whooshing sound, like the howling of a ghost.

She unleashed the Serpent Whip Technique, which, enhanced by her profound internal strength, became even more agile and unpredictable, coiling, snapping, and shifting in all directions.

The serpent whip was like a real serpent, weaving freely among the assassins. Wherever it went, the assassins were torn apart and screamed in agony.

As Liu Guihua brandished her whip, she shouted, "Hmph, these little minions dare to mess with me! Today I'll show you that I'm not someone to be trifled with! Die, all of you!"

Her voice exudes a bold and domineering spirit, fully displaying the true nature of a woman from the martial arts world.

Miao Menlong stood at a distance, his expression cold and stern, like a towering iceberg.

He held a powerful bow, its bowstring taut, an arrow nocked, ready to be released.

With his superb archery skills, he was like a hunter in the dark, sniping assassins who attempted to launch a sneak attack from afar.

Each arrow, fired with immense force, was like a shooting star, striking the assassin's vitals with pinpoint accuracy.

The assassins fell to the ground one after another, their blood spreading beneath them and pooling into dark red pools.

Miao Menlong's eyes were firm as he said in a low voice, "You scoundrels, trying to launch a sneak attack right under my nose, you are simply overestimating yourselves! Today is your death day!" His voice was deep and powerful, revealing an undeniable determination.

Shan Zhi, on the other hand, hurled plum blossom darts with such speed that his hands moved like phantoms, dazzling the eye.

The plum blossom dart flew out like a meteor, whistling sharply as it cut through the air, aiming straight for the assassin's life.

Countless assassins were struck by plum blossom darts and died on the spot.

Dan Zhi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile: "These guys don't even know their own worth before daring to come and die! Today, I'll make you pay the price for your stupidity!" His laughter was tinged with mockery, ridiculing the assassins' overestimation of their abilities.

Princess Gugra and her maids watched the battle from the sidelines, their eyes filled with shock and amazement.

Lin Wanqing appeared gentle and poised, radiating a warm and welcoming aura.

However, in this fierce battle, Lin Wanqing seemed like a completely different person, displaying astonishing strength.

The Longevity Sword in her hand gleamed coldly amidst the interplay of light and shadow. Each swing unleashed an exquisite sword technique. The Longevity Swordplay was as fluid as flowing water, yet it concealed hidden mysteries, making it impossible for assassins to defend against.

When Lin Wanqing made her move, her movements were light and elegant, like a fairy dancing gracefully. However, every sword thrust carried a deadly threat, and the wind from the sword whistled, cutting the air with a hissing sound.

Liu Guihua's Snake Whip technique is agile, versatile, and incredibly powerful.

The serpent whip seemed to come alive in her hands, its tip tracing eerie arcs through the air with a whooshing sound, like a serpent flicking its tongue, sending chills down one's spine. Countless assassins were wounded by her whip, their skin torn and flesh gaping, their screams echoing in agony.

When Liu Guihua used her whip skills, her movements were fierce and powerful, fully demonstrating the boldness and domineering spirit of a woman from the martial arts world.

Moreover, Lin Wanqing was holding an infant in her arms, and Liu Guihua was carrying a little girl on her back. Under such unfavorable circumstances, they were still able to display such high-level martial arts skills, which truly amazed Princess Gugra.

Princess Gugra thought to herself, "Such an extraordinary woman is by the side of Master Shi. Truly, a hero is matched with a beauty. Master Shi is exceptionally charming, able to attract such a heroine. It is only natural that I have fallen in love with him."

"If martial arts heroines like Lin Wanqing and Liu Guihua don't mind that he already has seven wives, why should I care?"

Her mind was racing, and she had no heart to watch the game anymore. Her gaze involuntarily turned to Shi Feiyang, her beautiful eyes filled with deep affection. At this moment, the whole world seemed to consist only of Shi Feiyang's figure.

Meanwhile, the fierce battle inside the tent intensified, and the stench of blood grew stronger, as if a thick layer of gloom shrouded the entire tent.

A tense atmosphere permeated every corner, making it hard to breathe.

Shi Xiong gripped an iron knife, his expression resolute, and followed closely beside Lin Wanqing.

Taking advantage of Lin Wanqing's powerful aura as cover, he seized opportunities to slash at the masked assassins from time to time.

With each strike, he used all his strength; the iron blade whistled through the air as it struck the assassin, splattering blood everywhere.

Facing the siege of dozens of masked assassins, Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed. He let out a cold snort, and his "Shocking Calamity" divine skill was instantly activated.

In an instant, an invisible yet terrifyingly powerful force surged outwards from Shi Feiyang.

The masked assassins, swords drawn, felt a chill run from their feet to their heads, instantly trembling as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand. Then, frost rapidly formed on their bodies, shattering them into ice shards that scattered on the ground like broken glass—bloody and terrifying.

Shi Feiyang used his mysterious lightness skill, "Concealing One's Body and Name," and his figure swayed like a black lightning bolt across the night sky, dazzling the eyes.

He used his right hand to execute the "Golden Dragon Coiling Claws" move of the Hundred Victories Sword Technique. Although he did not have a sword in his hand, the sword intent was overwhelming, and he used his palm as a sword.

The palm strike was as sharp as a knife, each swing accompanied by a whistling sound.

At the same time, he unleashed the "Dragon Claw" with his left hand, executing the move "Dragon Leaps from the Abyss." His left hand shot out like a dragon emerging from the sea, incredibly swift and powerful. With a single palm strike, he deflected the iron knife of a masked assassin, causing the knife to vibrate and nearly slip from his grasp.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out and grabbed, instantly cracking the masked assassin's shoulder blade. The assassin let out a shrill scream that echoed throughout the camp.

Shi Feiyang kicked the man away, sending him flying like a kite with a broken string, knocking over a group of tables and chairs.

Without stopping, Shi Feiyang used his palm as a knife, slashing horizontally. A flash of cold light severed the neck of a masked assassin, whose head flew high into the air, tracing a strange arc before flying dozens of feet away.

The headless body was still spurting blood, a truly horrific and chilling scene.

Upon seeing this, the masked assassins at the head of the group exchanged glances, a fierce glint in their eyes.

They simultaneously unleashed the "Whirlwind Blade Technique," and in an instant, the blades flashed, slashing at Shi Feiyang like a raging storm.

The wind howled, carrying a powerful sense of oppression, threatening to devour Shi Feiyang.

However, Shi Feiyang was not afraid at all. He used the "Dragon Claw" technique, which is specifically designed to deal with group fights, and his right hand still used his palm as a knife to protect himself. His palm shadows flew and were impenetrable, blocking all the incoming knife lights.

With his left hand, he unleashed the move "Dragon's Roar to the Nine Heavens," using the true energy of the Bright Jade Technique to create a powerful vortex.

The vortex resembled a bottomless black hole, radiating a chilling allure.

The enemy's blades were all caught in the vortex, deflecting and slashing off course, making a "clanging" sound.

Immediately afterwards, with each step Shi Feiyang took, he carried a powerful aura, as if he were breaking through the void.

He reached out and grabbed a masked assassin, killing him instantly. Even the masked assassins' most ferocious "Whirlwind Blade Technique" was of no use.

Every strike they made was deflected and slashed off course within the vortex of Mingyu Gong's true energy.

They themselves were all inexplicably attacked by Shi Feiyang, who broke their wrists, crushed their shoulder blades, and even stabbed their throats.

In an instant, a "crack" sounded like a series of thunderclaps, particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the night.

The seven masked assassins, all of whom were leaders, were slaughtered without exception under Shi Feiyang's invincible dragon claw.

Their bodies twisted like broken rag dolls, and blood gushed out like a burst dam. In the blink of an eye, pools of thick, dark red blood gathered on the ground. The stench of blood, like a tangible mist, permeated the entire camp, so strong that it made people's stomachs churn and they almost wanted to vomit.

The remaining masked assassins, seeing this, were terrified. Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, and they lost all will to fight. They jumped out of the battle circle in a panic and fled like stray dogs, disappearing into the vast night in an instant, leaving behind only a mess and blood.

Princess Gugra witnessed this thrilling battle and was completely captivated.

The unparalleled martial arts skills and fearless spirit that Shi Feiyang displayed in the bloody battle made her love for him burn even more intensely, like a raging fire.

Her eyes were fixed on Shi Feiyang, filled with admiration and infatuation. She couldn't help but sigh to herself, "There are such outstanding heroes in the world. Master Shi is truly a celestial being descended to earth, captivating all who see him."

"Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, carrying Haha Tu, landed on the ground as lightly as a snowflake.

The moment Haha Tu's feet touched the ground, he hurriedly clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply to Shi Feiyang, his face filled with gratitude. He sincerely said, "Hero Shi, if it weren't for your righteous intervention today, Haha Tu's old life would probably be long gone. I will never forget your great kindness!" Shi Feiyang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a humble and unrestrained smile, and he returned the greeting, saying, "Chief Haha Tu, you're too kind. It's only our duty as江湖人 (jianghu people) to help those in need. What happened today was nothing more than a small favor, not worth mentioning."

Seeing Shi Feiyang's generous and magnanimous nature, I admire him even more.

He immediately ordered his guards to prepare a lavish banquet again to warmly entertain the heroes, Princess Gugra, and their maids.

At the banquet, the air was filled with the aroma of fine wine and the table was laden with delicious food. Everyone toasted each other and laughed and chatted.

However, all good things must come to an end, and after the banquet, parting was inevitable. Hahatu presented Princess Gugra with some money and provisions; although the amount was not large, it was full of the Ordos tribe's earnest sincerity in wanting to form a lasting alliance with the Lindan tribe.

Stepping out of the tent, the night was deep, and the cold wind blew fiercely. Shi Feiyang and the other heroes of Xiong Ying waved goodbye to Princess Gugra.

Princess Gugra stood in the night wind, gazing at Shi Feiyang, her heart filled with reluctance.

Her tears welled up uncontrollably and slid slowly down her cheeks.

Her eyes were filled with longing and sorrow, and she was unwilling to be separated from Shi Feiyang.

If it weren't for the presence of Madam Shi, such as Lin Wanqing and Liu Guihua, Princess Gugra, with her straightforward nature, would have definitely hugged Shi Feiyang tightly at this moment, preventing him from leaving.

Princess Gugra and her maids escorted several carriages laden with money and provisions on their journey back to the Lindan tribe.

The midnight wind howled past like a sharp blade, chilling to the bone.

Suddenly, the sound of arrows whistling through the air came clearly, the sharp sound like the whisper of death, chilling everyone to the bone.

Princess Gugra felt a sense of foreboding and reacted swiftly, drawing her scimitars with her maids in an attempt to deflect the rain of arrows.

But the rain of arrows was too dense, coming like dark clouds pressing down from above.

Despite their valiant resistance, many were still struck by arrows, falling to the ground wounded and groaning in pain.

A group of masked assassins, like demons emerging from hell, pounced. Wielding knives, spears, and halberds, their faces contorted in ferocity, they roared in unison as they viciously stabbed at Princess Gugra and her maids, intending to kill them.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" In an instant, several arrows shot through the darkness like lightning, their sharp whistling sounds piercing the silent night sky.

Immediately afterwards, several plum blossom darts whistled through the air with a sharp gust of wind, accurately deflecting the swords, spears, halberds, axes, and hooks of the masked assassins.

Then, the disciples of the Xiong Ying Society, who arrived on flying horses, raised torches and instantly illuminated the area.

The flickering flames illuminated the tense yet resolute faces of the crowd.

Miao Menlong, the "sharp archer," had a cold and stern expression as he drew his bow and nocked an arrow in one smooth motion.

Each arrow carried immense power, striking the masked assassin with the precision of a shooting star.

The assassins who were shot screamed in agony; some collapsed and died on the spot, while others struggled in agony.

Shan Zhi's "Plum Blossom Darts" move with such speed and agility that they are dazzling to behold.

The plum blossom darts, like countless cold stars, flew out with a sharp whistling sound. Wherever they went, the assassins were hit, the darts piercing their flesh, and blood splattering everywhere.

Wu Zhong, known as "Iron Palm," activated his internal energy from the "Six Harmonies True Scripture," causing a faint golden halo to emanate from his body, as if he were wearing a sacred armor.

He unleashed the "Demon-Subduing Palm," each strike generating a whistling wind that surged like a tidal wave, sending the assassins reeling.

Some assassins were struck by the palm strike, coughing up blood and flying several feet away.

Xiao Lingling, known as the "Mandarin Duck Blades," wielded two swords, one long and one short, their blades flashing like lightning as she unleashed the "Seven Fiends Blade Technique," her moves ruthless and fierce.

She moved with agility, her twin blades like two nimble serpents, constantly weaving through the group of assassins. Wherever she passed, blood splattered, and the assassins were slashed with wounds, screaming in agony.

"Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen uses the "Flying Smoke and Light Floss Kung Fu" technique, his figure moving erratically, just like a wisp of smoke drifting in the wind, making him elusive.

He would occasionally toss down the Heavenly Silkworm Net, which would open instantly like a blooming white lotus flower, enveloping some masked men.

Then, with a forceful push of his hands, he tossed the masked men caught in the net high into the air, creating excellent targets for Miao Menlong and Shan Zhi to strike.

Miao Menlong and Shan Zhi understood each other perfectly, and a rain of arrows and darts rained down on the target in the air. In an instant, screams filled the air and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Gong Simeng carried her daughter on her back and held her son in her arms, her figure as light as a butterfly fluttering in.

She wore a light purple silk dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a blooming violet, exuding a captivating fragrance.

She had a beautiful face, skin as white as snow, and eyes as bright as stars, exuding intelligence and gentleness.

Bai Zhi carried her son on her back and followed closely behind.

Bai Zhi, a beautiful woman from the Miao region, wore a Miao costume embroidered with exotic patterns. The vibrant colors accentuated her unique charm.

Her eyes were like a clear lake, and every glance she made exuded charm.

They floated down in front of Princess Gugra and her maids, gently helping them up.

Gong Simeng smiled, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Princess Gugra, do not panic. We are members of the Xiong Ying Society under Hero Shi, and we have come to rescue you." After saying that, they skillfully stopped the bleeding and treated the wounds of Princess Gugra and her maid, feeding them various precious pills.

It turns out that all of this was planned by Shi Feiyang in advance, who secretly set up an ambush, which enabled him to successfully rescue Princess Gugra from dire straits.

The fierce battle was in full swing when the situation suddenly changed.

Among the masked men, one suddenly flashed and, with ghostly movements, flung a cloud of poisonous mist toward Wu Zhong.

The poisonous fog, like a black, demonic cloud, rolled and roared as it attacked, interspersed with gleaming poison needles, like venomous snakes lurking in the darkness, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.

Wu Zhong reacted extremely quickly, letting out a loud shout and channeling the profound internal energy of the "Six Harmonies True Scripture." His palms moved rapidly, creating a whistling wind that acted as an invisible barrier, dispersing the poisonous mist and knocking the poison needles away.

However, while he was fully focused on dealing with the poisonous fog and needles, his back was completely unguarded, and he was unexpectedly stabbed twice by two masked men.

The sharp blade cut into his flesh, and Wu Zhong screamed twice in agony. His voice was filled with pain, and he swayed, almost falling to the ground.

In an instant, Wu Zhong was covered in blood.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi's beautiful eyes widened, burning with fury. She roared, "Lan Xiaodie, so it was you, you vixen, who was an accomplice to evil! Today, you will pay the price for your actions!"

Having said that, she suddenly turned her back on her son, and a three-foot-long, thorny silver stick appeared in her hand.

The silver rod gleamed with a cold luster in the firelight, its sharp points resembling fangs, exuding a chilling aura.

Bai Zhi moved with lightning speed, rushing towards Lan Xiaodie.

As a beautiful woman from Miao territory who had consumed a magic elixir, Bai Zhi was immune to poison. Moreover, she was a master of poison and witchcraft. Facing Lan Xiaodie, she showed no fear.

When Lan Xiaodie realized that Bai Zhi had recognized her, she stopped hiding her face.

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. She glanced around and saw that Shi Feiyang was not in the crowd.

So, Lan Xiaodie secretly pondered to herself that no one else present was her match. She then exhaled a breath of poison and let out a sharp laugh: "Bai Zhi, what a pity. In Miao territory, your beauty made countless martial arts talents fall at your feet, but now, you are willing to become Shi Feiyang's concubine. Hehe! I really don't know what you're thinking."

Before her laughter had even faded, she had already drawn the Azure Phosphorus Sword, its blade gleaming with an eerie, ghostly light, as if shrouded in an evil power.

She unleashed the "Five Poisons Sword Technique," each thrust carrying a thick cloud of poisonous mist. Wherever the sword energy touched, the air was corroded, emitting a sizzling sound, as it attacked Bai Zhi and the infant on her back.

Unexpectedly, Bai Zhi was already prepared.

Both she and her son had taken Xu Fu's elixir and were already immune to all poisons.

Her eyebrows furrowed, a cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she wielded a silver staff, unleashing the "Mingquan Staff Technique," a unique martial art of the Miao region.

The silver staff flew up and down in her hands, creating a series of shadows. From time to time, Gu worms flew out from the staff. These Gu worms were of different shapes. Some were as big as a thumb and their bodies shimmered with multicolored light. Others were as thin as needles and drew strange arcs in the air, baring their fangs and claws as they tried to bite Lan Xiaodie.

In an instant, the two fought with poison against poison, each attacking the other with the other, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Thick poisonous fog filled the air, and the figures of the two men appeared and disappeared in the firelight as they fought fiercely.

Taking advantage of Wu Zhong's injury and the resulting opening in his defense, Dugu Yan, like a black lightning bolt, drew her sword from the shadows.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and the longsword in his hand gleamed coldly as he unleashed the "Eight Forms of Famous Swordsmanship." Each sword technique contained immense power, the blade slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound as it viciously thrust towards Wu Zhong, intending to kill him.

While fighting the enemy, Xiao Lingling kept an eye on the changing battle situation. When she saw her husband Wu Zhong in danger, she was shocked and rushed over.

She wielded two swords, one long and one short, which spun rapidly in her hands, creating a gust of wind as she unleashed the "Seven Fiends Sword Technique".

The blades flashed, like two agile dragons, rushing towards Dugu Yan's "Eight Forms of Famous Swords" in an attempt to block her fierce attack. However, before she could even exchange blows with Dugu Yan, she was intercepted in mid-air by Ling Lanzhi.

Ling Lanzhi, dressed in a white robe, floated down from the air like a blooming white lotus.

She unleashed the Tianshan Sword Technique, a style that was profound and steady, each strike carrying a powerful pressure, like the snow on the summit of Tianshan Mountain—seemingly gentle, yet containing boundless power.

Under the pressure of Ling Lanzhi's Tianshan Sword Technique, Xiao Lingling felt immense pressure, as if she had been plunged into a frozen wasteland, with chills coming from all directions, making every move incredibly difficult.

Gong Simeng was extremely anxious when he saw that the battle was at a stalemate and Wu Zhong was seriously injured.

She hurriedly carried her daughter on her back, held her son in her arms, and held a python whip in her hand. The python whip was completely black, with faint scale patterns on its body, resembling a lurking python and exuding a mysterious aura.

Gong Simeng flew over, her figure as light as a crane spreading its wings and soaring.

She activated her "Holy Water Divine Skill," and a faint golden halo emanated from her body, a halo that was gentle yet contained powerful energy.

She used the "Divine Water Sword Technique," wielding the whip as a sword and channeling her inner energy into the python whip.

The long whip in her hand was as straight as a sword, gleaming with golden light in the firelight, instantly rivaling Zhang Fei's eighteen-foot spear.

Gong Simeng let out a delicate shout, gripped the straight long whip and drew it in a circle. Where the whip passed, it made a "crack" sound, like thunder in the night sky.

Before the masked men attacking Wu Zhong could react, their heads rolled to the ground, blood spurting from their bodies as they fell like kites with broken strings. Gong Simeng's unexpected attack caught the masked men off guard, their eyes filled with terror and astonishment.

Just as the masked man was surprised, Miao Menlong's arrows and Shan Zhi's darts came raining down like a gentle spring rain.

Miao Menlong stood at a distance, his expression stern, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow in one fluid motion.

His archery skills were superb; every arrow he shot carried immense power, striking the masked man with the precision of a shooting star.

Dan Zhi's hands moved like phantoms, and the plum blossom darts flew out like scattered cold stars with a sharp whistling sound.

Many masked men were hit by arrows and darts, screaming in agony as blood splattered, blurring the night sky in the firelight.

Under the night sky, shouts of battle and screams of agony mingled together, and the stench of blood permeated every corner as the fighting between the two sides intensified.

Princess Gugra stood frozen in place, completely stunned and speechless, as if she had been put under a spell.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she scanned the battlefield.
As Gugra watched Shi Feiyang's wives display their formidable prowess in the battle, her heart was filled with turmoil. Originally, she was already amazed by Lin Wanqing's exquisite swordsmanship, but she never expected that Bai Zhi and Gong Simeng's martial arts were even more extraordinary, far beyond her imagination.

Bai Zhi was dressed in a Miao costume embroidered with strange patterns, the colors of which were dazzling and highlighted her unique charm.

Her long, glossy black hair was casually draped behind her, with a few strands flying wildly in the air during the intense fighting.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, her skin as smooth as mutton fat jade, and her eyes like a deep, clear spring, exuding the unique mystery and liveliness of Miao women.

At this moment, the three-foot-long barbed silver staff in her hand gleamed coldly in the firelight. Each swing created a whistling sound, and the staff's shadow blurred as venomous insects swarmed around it. These insects, like well-trained soldiers, precisely attacked the masked man, making him defenseless.

Gong Simeng is like a beautiful rose blooming amidst bloodshed and turmoil, exuding a captivating yet dangerous aura.

She wore a light purple silk dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a blooming violet, exuding a captivating fragrance.

She had a beautiful face, skin as white as snow, and eyes as bright as stars, exuding intelligence and gentleness.

At this moment, she activated her "Holy Water Divine Skill," and her body radiated a soft golden halo. The python whip in her hand, driven by her inner strength, sometimes slithered like a nimble python, and sometimes stood straight like a sword, shining with dazzling golden light.

Princess Gugra, observing this scene, couldn't help but ponder to herself: "These Shi ladies are so skilled in martial arts, could they all have been taught by Master Shi? Heavens! How is that possible? Just who is Master Shi to be able to train such formidable heroines?"

Thinking this, her love for Shi Feiyang grew stronger, like a raging fire that burned ever brighter.

Under the night sky, the fierce battle continued.

The Gu worms on the ground seemed to have been given a spirit, and they could really recognize people, specifically targeting and devouring those masked people.

Even Lan Xiaodie, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, gradually began to find it difficult to cope with the overwhelming and extremely ferocious Gu worms.

She wielded her Azure Phosphorus Sword more and more rapidly, each thrust an attempt to dispel the nearby Gu worms. Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and her eyes revealed a hint of panic.

Dugu Yan was originally determined to assassinate Wu Zhong, but this sudden turn of events has disrupted her plans.

He brandished his longsword, parrying and blocking left and right, and ended up fighting against the Gu worms on the ground.

The Gu worms, nimble in form, swarmed in from all directions, biting at his hands and feet. Dugu Yan was furious, her heart and lungs felt like they were about to burst, her face filled with rage and resentment as she cursed, "These damned Gu worms, they've ruined my plans!"

Just then, Gong Simeng suddenly withdrew her internal energy, and with a slight flick of her wrist, the "Eighteen-Foot Serpent Spear" in her hand instantly transformed back into a python whip.

The python whip, carrying a fierce wind, swept over like a black lightning bolt, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around several masked men.

Gong Simeng's beautiful eyes widened, and with a sharp shout, she swung her arm forcefully, slamming the entangled masked men down towards Dugu Yan like several small mountains falling from the sky. Dugu Yan was both shocked and furious at the sight, the veins on her sword-wielding hand bulging, and she quickly unleashed the "Eight Forms of Famous Swordsmanship".

His swordsmanship was extremely fierce, the blade gleaming with cold light. Thrusting, stabbing, and slashing were all executed in one fluid motion, instantly cutting the masked men who had charged at him into dozens of pieces. In an instant, shrill screams echoed through the night sky, a shower of blood rained down from above, and mangled corpses and severed limbs flew everywhere, creating a bloody and terrifying scene.

Seeing this, Lan Xiaodie secretly thought that things were not going well. She knew that if the fight continued like this, her side would surely be defeated and would not gain any advantage.

So, she angrily shouted, "Let's go!"

Having said that, he feinted with his sword, then his figure flashed, and he was the first to jump out of the battle circle, disappearing into the night like a black wisp of smoke.

Seeing that their leader had retreated, Dugu Yan, Ling Lanzhi, and the others dared not linger in the fight. They all used their lightness skills to flee quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)