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

Chapter 257. Shi Feiyang bravely breaks through the trap array; the Old Wolf Village presents a dreamlike scene.
In this seemingly desolate open space, four girls dressed in red and four burly men in white outfits surrounded a girl in white with a green veil on her head and a bamboo knife in her hand, and a fierce battle ensued.

Their battle was exceptionally fierce, with neither side gaining the upper hand. Several corpses lay scattered on the ground, their blood flowing and staining the ground crimson. The air was filled with a strong, pungent stench of blood, enough to make one want to vomit.

Just as Shi Feiyang was about to lend a hand, he heard the veiled girl in white rebuke him in a soft yet firm voice: "You, surnamed Shi! Why should you interfere in my affairs!" Although her voice carried a hint of coquettishness, it revealed determination and confidence.

Shi Feiyang was taken aback, secretly surprised that the masked girl recognized him.

Just as Shi Feiyang was talking to the masked girl in white, two figures suddenly flew out from the side, each holding a long sword, and thrust at the masked girl's ribs from the left and right.

Shi Feiyang quickly turned his head to examine the scene. The two figures that appeared before him were none other than Li Xiaotian, known as "Wind Sweeping Clouds," and Zhu Tonghai, known as "Stormy Rain Capsizing the Boat," who were infamous on the grasslands.

These two notorious bandits were known to everyone on the grasslands, their brutality and wanton plunder earning them a notorious reputation.

Shi Feiyang never expected to run into them here.

However, the veiled girl in white appeared calm and composed, her movements as light as a swallow skimming the water, and with a light leap, she skillfully avoided the sword attacks of Li Xiaotian and Zhu Tonghai.

The bamboo knife in her hand was both flexible and powerful, and in an instant, she was locked in combat with the two villains. What started as an attack by eight people quickly turned into a ten-person assault on the masked girl in white. Amidst the clashing swords, cracks appeared in the bamboo knife during the fierce clash.

After several moves, the masked girl in white gradually began to feel the strain, her defense became increasingly difficult, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Witnessing this scene, Shi Feiyang felt a surge of righteous anger and raised his arm, shouting, "The affairs of the world are for the people of the world to manage. I, Shi, will take charge of the injustices of the world!" He then unleashed the Hundred Victories Blade Technique, using the move "Golden Dragon Coiling Claws," transforming his palms into sharp blades. His Bright Jade Skill True Qi surged and churned around him, instantly forming a huge vortex of true qi.

The vortex spun rapidly, emitting a howling sound, as if it could devour everything in the world.

Wherever the vortex passed, the air twisted, and plants were swept up in it, their branches and leaves breaking and scattering.

Using the powerful force of this true energy vortex, Shi Feiyang unleashed his sword energy with overwhelming force, launching an attack on Li Xiaotian and Zhu Tonghai.

Li Xiaotian and Zhu Tonghai were greatly shocked to see Shi Feiyang's fierce attack.

Li Xiaotian's face twisted into a ferocious expression as he shouted, "Hmph, Shi Feiyang, don't think you're anything special. Today, I'll make sure you don't leave alive!"

After speaking, he exchanged a glance with Zhu Tonghai, and the two of them simultaneously unleashed their signature techniques.

Li Xiaotian brandished his longsword, unleashing the "Wind Sweeps Away Clouds Sword Technique," his sword moves as swift and fierce as a whistling wind, attempting to engulf Shi Feiyang; Zhu Tonghai, on the other hand, unleashed the "Rainstorm Overturns the Boat Palm Technique," his palms dancing, creating numerous palm shadows, just like a torrential downpour, attacking Shi Feiyang with immense pressure.

Shi Feiyang gave a disdainful snort, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You two villains dare to try to stop me? You are truly overestimating yourselves!" After speaking, he used his superb lightness skill of "Concealing One's Person and Name" and his figure swayed, skillfully avoiding the two men's attacks.

At the same time, he moved his palms rapidly, and the sword energy became increasingly sharp. With the support of the true energy vortex, the sword energy was like a materialized blade, drawing silver arcs in the air.

He turned his body and slashed at Li Xiaotian with his right palm. The blade's energy whistled and struck Li Xiaotian's right arm accurately.

With a sharp crack, Li Xiaotian's right arm was severed, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his clothes red.

Li Xiaotian let out a scream, his face filled with pain, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing his companion injured, Zhu Tonghai was enraged and frantically lunged at Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang sneered and said, "You ignorant dog, you dare to challenge me? You're utterly foolish!"

Immediately, with a flick of his left palm, a sharp blade of energy struck Zhu Tonghai. Unable to dodge in time, Zhu Tonghai was hit in the chest by the blade of energy, flying backward several meters away before crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and dying instantly.

Upon seeing that Zhu Tonghai was dead, Li Xiaotian was filled with extreme fear and attempted to escape.

How could Shi Feiyang let him off so easily? He flashed and appeared in front of Li Xiaotian in an instant, coldly saying, "Trying to escape? Absolutely not!" With that, he struck out with a palm, and the sharp blade energy pierced directly through Li Xiaotian's chest.

Li Xiaotian stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief, and slowly collapsed, his life extinguished.

Shi Feiyang withdrew his palm and stood up, his gaze cold and sharp as he stared at the bloody scene before him, his heart unmoved.

Four girls in red and four burly men in white witnessed Shi Feiyang instantly kill Li Xiaotian and Zhu Tonghai. They were both shocked and frightened, but at the same time, their ferocity was aroused. The eight of them exchanged glances, a resolute glint in their eyes. Eight longswords slashed at Shi Feiyang with lightning speed, the wind whistling as they aimed directly at him.

Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang roared repeatedly, his voice like thunder: "Hmph, you ignorant fool, how dare you challenge me!"

His palms moved rapidly, like two gleaming frost blades, carrying a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the air wherever they passed.

However, the masked girl in white also held a bamboo knife and suddenly stabbed at Shi Feiyang while he was dealing with the attacks from the crowd.

This sudden turn of events was truly unexpected.

Shi Feiyang was startled and thought to himself, "This woman's behavior is strange. I just saved her, how could she..."

Without a second thought, he immediately used the wondrous lightness skill of "concealing one's identity and name," his figure swaying like a wisp of smoke, instantly dodging the attack.

Shi Feiyang, his face contorted with rage, roared, "You wretched wench, how dare you repay kindness with enmity! Today I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

After saying that, he suddenly swung his palm, the force of which was wrapped with sharp blade energy, like an invisible blade. Wherever it passed, several large trees made a "crack" sound, as if they were withered branches that could not withstand a blow, and fell down one after another, neatly cut off, with the cut as smooth as a mirror.

The girl, dressed in white and with a light veil covering her face, wielded a bamboo knife with incredible agility, skillfully dodging Shi Feiyang's swift attack.

Witnessing this scene, Shi Feiyang's anger intensified, and he angrily rebuked, "You ungrateful wretch, you really do have some martial arts skills! Today I will definitely subdue you!" Immediately, he used the "Welcoming Pine Tree" move from the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique," transforming his palms into sharp blades, and with overwhelming momentum, he fiercely attacked the girl like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down.

This move was powerful, with layers upon layers of palm shadows, as if countless palm shadows were striking down simultaneously, carrying an immense sense of oppression as it headed straight for the masked girl. Faced with this sudden crisis, the masked girl frowned, gritted her teeth, and swiftly unleashed the "Drawing the Firewood from Under the Cauldron" technique. Her bamboo knife, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, aimed directly at Shi Feiyang's wrist.

Just then, a white shadow flashed by, and an old Taoist priest with a silver beard and white hair launched a silent attack on Shi Feiyang like a ghost. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light and pointed directly at the "Zhitang acupoint" on Shi Feiyang's back.

The "Zhitang" acupoint is a vital point in the human body; if it is struck, the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, no matter who tried to attack Shi Feiyang, it was to no avail.

Just as the old Taoist's longsword was about to pierce Shi Feiyang, his Mingyu Gong true qi vortex suddenly formed, cleverly diverting the old Taoist's sword momentum.

The masked girl brandished her bamboo knife in the air, but she couldn't accurately judge the strength or weakness of Shi Feiyang's palm technique.

The vortex of true energy emitted by Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong spun rapidly, emitting a whistling sound.

The old man's longsword was pulled off its original trajectory by a powerful force.

Shi Feiyang snorted contemptuously and took the opportunity to unleash the "Heaven and Earth Live Together" move from the Hundred Victories Blade Technique. His palms were like two indestructible frost blades, carrying destructive power.

A gust of wind swept through the air, carrying with it a burst of sword energy that flashed like countless bolts of lightning. This sword energy swiftly deflected the masked girl's bamboo sword, and with a crisp crack, the bamboo sword shattered into countless fragments, scattering in all directions.

At the same time, Shi Feiyang's sword energy swept towards the four burly men. Unable to dodge in time, they let out several screams as their bodies were cut into eight pieces by Shi Feiyang's sword energy. The remains were scattered everywhere, and blood sprayed out like a fountain. However, the blood quickly froze into ice under the extreme coldness emanating from Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong, shimmering with an eerie light in the sunlight. The scene was extremely bloody.

The masked girl was terrified, her face pale. Knowing she was no match for Shi Feiyang, she dared not continue fighting and hurriedly fled the scene, her movements flustered, like a startled bird.

The four girls in red were also trembling with fear. They jumped out of the battle and hurriedly fled into the dense forest.

The old Taoist was greatly shocked, and a strong sense of fear welled up in his heart. He gripped his long sword tightly and hurriedly changed his moves, trying to defend against Shi Feiyang's attack.

However, Shi Feiyang's sword energy surged forth like a tidal wave, unstoppable. In an instant, the old Taoist's body, along with the longsword in his hand, was cleaved into dozens of pieces, blood splattering everywhere, but then condensing into ice fragments in the cold air, scattering all over the ground.

Shi Feiyang withdrew his palm and stood up, his gaze as cold as frost, as if he could see through everything in the world. Faced with the chaos before him, he was unmoved. To him, this was just an ordinary thing in the world of martial arts.

Having experienced countless bloody battles, such a scene could no longer stir any ripples in his heart.

He took a deep breath, his breath long and steady, and stepped onto the Bagua Nine Palaces, steadily moving towards the Gate of Life and Death.

The Gate of Life and Death that we see now resembles a passage to the underworld, exuding a terrifying aura.

This gate is constructed from massive, black stones, its surface covered with mysterious runes that seem to possess life, shimmering with a cold light in the dim light.

The gate is over two zhang high and about one zhang wide. On both sides stand two huge stone statues with ferocious faces, holding giant axes, guarding this mysterious gate of life and death, and warning those who dare to enter.

Above the gate hung a huge plaque with three large, blood-red characters that read "Gate of Life and Death." The characters looked as if they were written in blood, exuding a strong, bloody aura. As soon as Shi Feiyang stepped into the Gate of Life and Death, he heard a sharp whistling sound, as if it came from the depths of the Netherworld, like the howling of countless vengeful ghosts. The sound was sharp and piercing, straight to the heart.

Immediately afterwards, countless arrows rained down like a black tide, overwhelming everything. The arrowheads gleamed with a cold, icy light, each arrow carrying a deadly threat, slicing through the air with a "whoosh" sound.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang showed no fear. Instead, he laughed loudly, his laughter echoing within the Gate of Life and Death, causing the surrounding stone walls to tremble: "Hmph, these insignificant tricks dare to try and stop me, Shi Feiyang? They're just delusional!"

He was well-versed in peerless martial arts manuals such as the Nine Yin Manual, the Tai Xuan Manual, and the Sacred Heart Manual. After years of cultivation, his martial arts had reached its peak. In his eyes, these arrow rains were nothing more than insignificant tricks.

He took a deep breath, his inner energy surging, and let out a thunderous roar, as if a thunderclap had exploded on the ground.

This roar contained immense internal force, causing the surrounding air to vibrate violently, as if boiling water were bubbling.

The continuous rain of arrows was abruptly shaken down by this loud shout, falling to the ground with a series of crisp, dense sounds, marking a defeat for Shi Feiyang's powerful entrance.

Shi Feiyang swiftly waved his hands, creating gusts of wind that sounded like ghosts wailing and wolves howling, filled with a strong sense of killing intent.

His gaze suddenly sharpened, and an unstoppable light flashed in his eyes, like a lightning bolt streaking across the night sky. The "Shocking Calamity" divine skill was activated in response.

Instantly, his aura surged, and an incredibly powerful, almost suffocating, force erupted from within him, seemingly capable of breaking through all constraints in the world. A strange halo faintly appeared around his body, as if he were surrounded by a mysterious power.

After the rain of arrows, a group of men in black attacked like ghosts, brandishing their knives. They moved with the agility of cheetahs, each movement fluid and ruthless, clearly well-trained and experienced assassins.

However, Shi Feiyang moved with incredible agility, his steps fluid and mysterious, his figure like a ghost, weaving freely through the men in black's encirclement. Each time a man in black swung his blade, the flashing light and chilling aura were met with Shi Feiyang's skillful evasion, barely missing his mark.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang's "Shocking Calamity" divine skill displayed its astonishing power.

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping across the area. The men in black seemed to be struck by an invisible giant hand, their bodies instantly frozen by a layer of solid ice. Then, with a few cracking sounds, they shattered into ice shards, scattering like black snowflakes all over the ground. The scene was extremely bloody, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

As Shi Feiyang unleashed his divine power, he angrily shouted, "You cowards, how dare you block my path! Today I will make you all be shattered to pieces and buried here!" With that, he turned around, his speed so fast that it was impossible to follow.

With a sudden thrust of both palms, the force surged forth like a tidal wave, sweeping towards the group of men in black.

Wherever the palm strikes, the air is compressed, producing a sharp "sizzling" sound.

The men in black were unable to dodge in time and were injured by Shi Feiyang's sharp blade energy. Several shrill screams were heard as their bodies were instantly cut in half at the waist, and blood gushed out from the cuts like fountains.

Countless mutilated corpses rained down blood from the sky. In the dim light, the blood rain shimmered with an eerie light. The corpses drew arcs as they crashed heavily to the ground, splashing up blood and staining the ground crimson.

Shi Feiyang continued forward and came to a narrow passage.

Suddenly, the walls on both sides of the passage made a creaking sound, and countless sharp spikes popped out instantly.

The spikes gleamed with a dark green light, appearing particularly sinister in the dimly lit passage, clearly coated with a potent poison.

Shi Feiyang snorted dismissively, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "You dare to show off such a contraption! It's utterly laughable!"

He activated the Mingyu Skill, and his true energy surged, forming a powerful shield of true energy.

The shield was transparent yet sturdy, radiating an invisible power that seemed capable of withstanding any attack in the world.

The spikes pierced the shield, making a clanging sound like a series of drumbeats, but they all broke off. Dark green venom slid down the shield, corroding black pits into the ground.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Shi Feiyang moved forward and unleashed the "Evil Blood Calamity" divine skill, using blood to draw blood. He swung his palms repeatedly, and wherever his palm force reached, the walls collapsed with a crash.

With a deafening roar, smoke and dust filled the air, the passage was widened instantly, and countless fragments of stone flew out like cannonballs.

Meanwhile, the men in black who were lurking in the shadows, who were holding long swords, were planning to launch another attack while Shi Feiyang was breaking through the wall.

However, their bodies suddenly shook violently, as if they were being pulled by an invisible force.

Immediately afterwards, they vomited blood, bright red blood gushing from their mouths and spilling onto the ground.

Under the influence of Shi Feiyang's "Evil Blood Calamity" divine skill, these bandits all fell to the ground, dizzy and curled up in a ball.

Soon after, the corpses that had vomited blood looked like apes dried up by time. Each one was so shriveled that it was unbearable to look at, with the skin clinging to the bones, presenting an extremely desolate state of death.

At the end of the passage, a magnificent circular plaza comes into view.

In the square, dozens of valiant men, each wielding a spear, stood ready for battle. Their gazes were resolute, their eyes revealing a determination to die for their cause.

The leader was a burly man, as imposing as a small mountain, exuding a strong sense of oppression. He held a giant spear, the shaft as thick as a human arm, its tip gleaming coldly in the torchlight, appearing exceptionally sharp.

The strongman shouted loudly, his voice as loud as a bell: "Shi Feiyang, you villain, don't even think about using your strength to bully my Old Wolf Village. Today, this will be your burial ground! We swear to protect Old Wolf Village to the death, how can we allow you, this evil scoundrel, to succeed!"

The sound echoed in the square, filled with determination and fearlessness.

Shi Feiyang sneered contemptuously, a slight smile playing on his lips: "You think you can stop me? You're simply overestimating yourselves, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!" With that, he unleashed the Hundred Victories Blade Technique, his move "Heaven and Earth Live Together" exuding domineering power.

He raised his hands high, like two indestructible frost swords, and launched an attack on the warriors with an aura of destruction.

Wherever the palm strike landed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp hissing sound. Instantly, the square was filled with the glint of swords and the deafening roar of battle.

Shi Feiyang moved like lightning, weaving through the group of warriors, each strike accompanied by a spray of blood.

The tips of spears gleamed around him, yet they could never touch him. Meanwhile, his sword energy swept across the battlefield, striking brave warriors repeatedly, severing arms or dismembering limbs. Screams of agony rose and fell, creating a bloody and gruesome scene.

In the blink of an eye, a group of brave men fell one after another under Shi Feiyang's fierce attack.

Their bodies were mangled, with severed limbs scattered all around, lying haphazardly in pools of blood. Blood flowed freely on the ground, pooling into pools of blood, staining the ground a horrifying sight.

Shi Feiyang walked slowly out of the Gate of Life and Death with a cold expression. The bloodstains on his body emitted a strong bloody smell in the dim light.

He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly felt an unusual surge of air above his head.

Looking up, one could see countless silken webs, like giant black nets, descending from mid-air.

These silkworm webs are as fine as gossamer threads, yet incredibly strong; once entangled, they are extremely difficult to break free from.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed, gave a disdainful snort, and quickly used the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth".

He moved his palms rapidly, creating a series of palm shadows, and his aura surged.

Under the influence of his miraculous technique, the silkworm threads seemed to have their own will, suddenly changing direction and instead enveloping the black-clad warriors hiding in the shadows.

The black-clad warriors, who had been hiding in the shadows, preparing to launch a surprise attack on Shi Feiyang, panicked when they saw the Heavenly Silkworm Net flying towards them, letting out terrified cries. They frantically waved their weapons, trying to defend themselves against the net, but to no avail.

The silken net easily pierced their defenses, binding them tightly. The black-clad warriors struggled within the net, but the more they were bound, the tighter it became, as if they were being strangled by countless venomous snakes. Their faces were filled with fear and despair, their bodies contorted into grotesque shapes within the net before they died a gruesome death.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shi Feiyang continued forward.

They hadn't gone far when the ground suddenly collapsed ahead, revealing a deep trap filled with sharp bamboo skewers that gleamed coldly.

Shi Feiyang's eyes sharpened, and he quickly took to the air, flipping and leaping like a nimble eagle, easily over the trap.

Upon landing, he activated the Mingyu Gong, his true energy surging throughout his body. An extreme chill emanated from within him, forming a vortex of true energy. The vortex spun rapidly, carrying a biting cold. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees were frozen, and a thick layer of frost quickly condensed on the ground.

He used his palms as blades to unleash the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique," with blade energy spreading in all directions.

Each time he waved his hands, a whistling sound arose, sharp and piercing, cutting the air into fragments.

Countless hidden arrows shot from all directions along the way, but Shi Feiyang's figure was elusive, his feet stepping on the eight trigrams and nine palaces, skillfully dodging the hidden arrows. At the same time, he would occasionally use the "Shocking Calamity" divine skill. Wherever his gaze swept, the black-clad men who controlled the mechanisms would instantly freeze, as if they were frozen in place by a spell, and then their bodies would freeze and shatter.

The path Shi Feiyang had traversed was barren. He continued onward, and a thick fog appeared ahead.

A chilling aura emanated from within the mist, and Shi Feiyang became alert, realizing that there must be something mysterious hidden in the mist.

He took a deep breath and pushed the Mingyu Gong to its limit, causing the vortex of true energy to grow even stronger, slowly dispelling the surrounding mist. However, at that moment, several thick iron chains suddenly shot out from the mist, each with a huge iron hook at one end, and viciously smashed towards Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang shouted and slammed out his palms, the sharp blade energy instantly severing the iron chains.

After overcoming numerous obstacles, Shi Feiyang finally arrived at Laolang Village.

He gazed at the heavily guarded village before him, a confident smile playing on his lips. He unleashed the "Heavenly Palace Illusion" technique from the "Sacred Heart Mantra," a wondrous skill that instantly transformed the scene before the villagers of Old Wolf Village.

The once heavily fortified village has disappeared, replaced by the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, one of the eight major hutongs in Beijing.

They seemed to be there, enjoying wine and music with countless beautiful women.

The beautiful women were graceful and charming, holding bottles of fine wine and swaying gently.

The many bandits of Old Wolf Stronghold were all dazed and intoxicated, no longer recognizing their relatives and friends.

Some of them were laughing foolishly, while others were drinking heartily, completely immersed in this illusory and wonderful scene, unaware of Shi Feiyang's arrival.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shi Feiyang strode into the depths of the village, found the mechanism in the stone chamber of the village chief Wu Biao, moved the heavy stone door, and entered the vast cellar. He then stuffed the immeasurable mountain of weapons, money, grain, and arrows into the mysterious deerskin bag on his waist that was invisible to ordinary people.

Then he went to the stables of Old Wolf Stronghold and put countless horses into the mysterious deerskin pouch at his waist. Afterwards, Shi Feiyang swaggered out of Old Wolf Stronghold and came to the valley to meet Xie Wen and Shi Xiong. Together, they used their lightness skills to return to the place where Xiong Ying Society fought with the bandits of Old Wolf Stronghold.

Here, the fierce battle between the two sides has reached a fever pitch.

The battle was so fierce, like a surging tide, that it spread in all directions.

In the fierce battle, Liao Pei unleashed his signature move, "Tongbei Fist," each punch incredibly powerful, containing immense force capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks. His punches swept past like a raging storm, seemingly intent on shattering everything in their path.

Wu Yu was not to be outdone; he used the "Wind and Thunder Saber Technique" to counter Liao Pei's "Tongbei Fist".

He brandished his long sword, the blade flashing, each strike swift as lightning and ruthless.

The blade energy crisscrossed, tearing the air apart wherever it went, producing a hissing sound that sent chills down one's spine.

Lie Quan was equally impressive, wielding the "Qiankun Blade," its spinning blade creating a whooshing sound, like a dragon churning in a sea of ​​clouds. Each strike carried the power to split mountains and cleave the earth.

Wu Hao then unleashed the "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique," a series of fantastical and unpredictable sword moves with numerous sword shadows. Each thrust was like a ghostly phantom, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

His swordsmanship is unpredictable, as if one is fighting a ghost, making it impossible to fathom his true intentions.

These four masters moved like lightning across the land, raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky wherever they went.

Seeing that Wu Yu and Wu Hao, two experts, were firmly restrained by Liao Pei and Lie Quan and unable to gain the upper hand, the leaders of the various incense altars of Old Wolf Village felt an indescribable sense of shame. Their faces burned as if they were being scorched by fire.

They felt this was a great humiliation; the illustrious reputation that Old Wolf Village had accumulated over the years seemed to be trampled underfoot.

How can they swallow such a humiliating insult?
At that moment, everyone's eyes widened, filled with anger, like burning flames, as they glared at each other.

They gripped their weapons tightly, the weapons seeming to creak under their weight, as if they might be deformed at any moment.

They roared, their voices like rolling thunder, echoing throughout the land: "Today we will capture these reckless madmen, and restore the supreme reputation of our Seven Wolves Stronghold! Let them know that our Old Wolf Stronghold is not a pushover!"

The voice was filled with anger and resentment, as if it could pierce the clouds and make the heavens and earth tremble.

Seeing this, Kong Sanjiao, the "Seven Swordsman," remained calm and composed, like the towering Mount Tai, unshaken by the raging storm. He slowly took a deep breath, his breath long and steady, as if he wanted to absorb all the spiritual energy in the world into his body.

Then, he stood with his sword raised, the blade trembling slightly and emitting a buzzing sound, as if he were chanting a stirring war song.

In response to Wu Li's rapid attack, Kong Sanjiao unleashed his renowned "Seven Cultivation Sword Technique" to meet Wu Li's challenge.

In an instant, sword light flashed, as if countless stars were cascading down from the heavens. Each strike contained boundless power and exquisite sword principles. The sword light crisscrossed, seemingly about to carve cracks into the heavens and earth.

Wu Li was Wu Biao's third son. He wore an orange-yellow wolf-skin cloak, which fluttered in the wind, making him look even more imposing, like a war god who had walked out of an ancient battlefield, exuding a chilling aura.

He held the Sun and Moon Wheels in his hands, the wheels gleaming with a chilling light and exuding a strong aura of murderous intent.

Because these two wheels have drunk the blood of countless people.

He activated the "Wind and Thunder Wheel Technique," and as he swung his two wheels, a whooshing sound arose. The sound was sharp and piercing, like a gale carrying a torrential rain, or like countless evil spirits roaring as they fiercely attacked Kong Sanjiao.

As Wu Li attacked, he shouted, "Kong Sanjiao, you little brat, you're still wet behind the ears, how dare you run wild on this grassland? Today I'll show you the power of my Wind and Thunder Wheel Technique, and make sure you never return, you'll perish here!"

His offensive was like a surging tide, wave after wave, seemingly trying to completely submerge Kong Sanjiao in this fierce attack.

Wherever the two wheels went, the air was cut by the sharp blades, making a "hissing" sound, and the ground was also carved with deep grooves.

Kong Sanjiao snorted coldly, his long sword flashing rapidly as he unleashed a move from the "Seven Cultivation Sword Techniques" called "Seven Stars in a Row." Seven sword shadows flew towards Wu Li like shooting stars chasing the moon, their flashing shadows carrying powerful sword energy, seemingly intent on tearing Wu Li to shreds.

Seeing this, Wu Li showed no fear. He rapidly spun the Sun and Moon Wheels in his hands, forming a defensive barrier that blocked all of Kong Sanjiao's sword shadows. The collision between the wheels and the sword shadows produced a series of loud bangs, like thunderclaps in clear skies, making the eardrums of everyone around hurt and causing the ground to tremble.

The two moved swiftly, exchanging blows, each move carrying a deadly threat.

Wu Li's Wind and Thunder Wheel Technique is fierce and domineering; every swing of the two wheels carries the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Kong Sanjiao's Seven-Style Swordplay is exquisite and unpredictable, with ever-changing moves that are impossible to defend against.

In an instant, the world was filled with the interplay of sword light and wheel shadows, the howling of wind and sword energy, and the incessant shouts of battle and the clash of weapons.

Wu Yuan, Wu Biao's youngest son, dressed in a sable fur robe, was like a ghost in the dark night, exuding a chilling aura.

He held a tiger-headed spear, its tip gleaming coldly in the sunlight, like a flash of cold light suddenly cutting through the night, dazzling yet deadly.

Wu Yuan unleashed his "Wind and Thunder Spear Technique," his spear thrusting with extreme ferocity as he charged straight at Liao Pei. As he thrust, he roared like thunder: "Liao Pei, you old bastard, how dare you refuse to pay our Old Wolf Village's toll? I'll bury you alive right here! Humph!"

The voice, filled with boundless anger and killing intent, echoed throughout the world, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Seeing Wu Yuan's menacing approach and his target Liao Pei, "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong's eyes widened, burning with rage. He roared, "Don't you dare hurt my brother Liao! Today, you little thief, I'll show you the power of Wu Zhong!"

After saying that, he leaped out, his figure like a black lightning bolt, tearing through the sky. His speed was so fast that people only saw a black shadow flash before their eyes.

In mid-air, Wu Zhong circulated the internal energy of the "Six Harmonies True Scripture," his inner energy surging and roaring like a mighty river flowing freely through his meridians. His aura suddenly shifted, unleashing a powerful aura. Immediately afterward, he unleashed the "Subduing Demon Palm," his palms striking out with immense internal force, the wind howling as if capable of crushing everything in the world.

Wherever the palm strikes, the air seems to be squeezed by an invisible giant hand, making a "sizzling" sound, as if it is about to be compressed into solidity.

Wu Zhong and Wu Yuan instantly clashed in this vast expanse of land, their figures intertwined, exchanging blows like two intertwined dragons.

Wu Yuan's tiger-head spear flashed in multiple shadows, each one like a nimble yet deadly silver snake, weaving and darting through the air, gleaming with a cold light, aiming straight for Wu Zhong's vital points.

Every time he fired his gun, it was like a tiger charging down from the deep mountains, carrying an unstoppable and invincible momentum.

Wu Zhong countered with his "Subduing Demon Palm," his palm flashing like dark clouds descending from the heavens, blocking Wu Yuan's spear attacks one by one.

The two attacks collided, producing deafening roars, like thunderclaps exploding in the ears, causing the eardrums of those around to ache and feel as if they were about to rupture. Deep craters were also blasted into the ground by the powerful palm strikes and sharp spear thrusts.

The soil around the edge of the pit was churning, as if being stirred up by a pair of invisible giant hands.

The surrounding vegetation was broken and felled under the impact of this powerful force, leaving a scene of utter devastation.

Wu Yuan and Wu Zhong fought fiercely, each move and stance carrying the determination of a life-or-death struggle, the air thick with the stench of blood.

Wu Biao's younger brother, Wu Qu, was anxious when he saw that the battle on his side was at a stalemate. His eyes were wide with anger, just like a beast that had been provoked.

He suddenly spurred the horse, and the mount let out a long neigh, its front hooves rearing up high.

Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Qu let out a loud shout, his voice booming like a bell, shaking the surrounding air. Like a black lightning bolt, he leaped from his horse, his movements as agile as a cheetah, drawing a sharp arc in the air as he pounced swiftly towards Liao Pei.

He held tightly in his hand a long, thick pipe, over three feet long and as thick as a walnut. The pipe was made of dark iron, which gleamed with a cold luster in the sunlight and had a heavy, weighty feel, carrying an endless aura of killing intent.

As Wu Qu lunged forward, he roared, "Liao Pei, you old bastard, you really have some skills! Hmph, today I'll let you taste the power of my Wind and Thunder Acupoint Strike Technique, and let you know that Old Wolf Stronghold is not to be trifled with!"

Seeing Wu Qu's menacing approach and his sights set on Liao Pei, Liu Yehua knew he was in trouble. Without hesitation, he leaped off his horse.

His movements were light and graceful, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring. The "Hundred-Leaf Blade" in his hand was raised high, drawing sharp arcs in the air, like dazzling shooting stars streaking across the night sky, eye-catching yet carrying a deadly threat.

(End of this chapter)