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

Leng Ruoshuang's figure was light and graceful, as light as a feather as she floated down in front of everyone.

She brandished her longsword, the tip pointing directly at Zhong Renwang, her body radiating a chilling sword aura. Upon seeing this, Zhong Renwang frowned, letting out a disdainful snort: "Leng Ruoshuang, you're nothing but a woman, yet you dare challenge me? You truly don't know your place!"

Leng Ruoshuang remained unfazed, her tone icy: "Zhong Renwang, your crimes are heinous, today is your end!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she moved with lightning speed, her longsword flashing like a serpent, aiming straight for Zhong Renwang's vitals. Zhong Renwang dared not underestimate her and hurriedly swung his "Heavenly Lotus Ring" to defend himself. In an instant, sword light and lotus shadows intertwined, the battle fierce and evenly matched.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding martial arts practitioners all retreated, fearing they would be drawn into the fierce battle.

They prayed silently, hoping that Leng Ruoshuang could defeat Zhong Renwang and rid the martial arts world of this great scourge.

Leng Ruoshuang's swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, with each move containing profound internal strength. Wherever the sword tip went, the air seemed to be torn apart.

Zhong Renwang's "Heavenly Heart Lotus Rings" were like an indestructible shield, with each ring interlocking to provide impenetrable defense. The two leaped and twirled across the arena, their sword energy and ring shadows weaving together to create a breathtaking spectacle of intense battle.

However, Zhong Renwang was experienced after all. He saw through Leng Ruoshuang's weakness of being impatient for quick success. Suddenly, he shouted and a powerful internal force burst out from the shadow, shaking off Leng Ruoshuang's sword momentum.

Leng Ruoshuang swayed, nearly losing her balance, but she quickly regained it. She swung her sword backhand, the tip flashing cold light as she aimed directly for Zhong Renwang's throat. Zhong Renwang sneered, dodging to the side, while simultaneously his "Heavenly Lotus Ring" transformed into a golden light, striking Leng Ruoshuang's chest.

Leng Ruoshuang hurriedly parried with her sword, but Zhong Renwang's strength was too great. She felt a tremendous force coming from him and was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Despite the excruciating pain in her chest, Leng Ruoshuang struggled to her feet. She knew she couldn't lose this battle.

She took a deep breath, channeling her inner energy to its limit, and swung her longsword once more. This time, the sword light was even more fierce, as if it were tearing the air apart. Seeing this, Zhong Renwang dared not underestimate her. He gripped the "Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring" tightly with both hands, and an even more dazzling light burst forth from the ring's shadow.

The two fighters moved faster and faster, the sounds of swords clashing against rings filling the air, each exchange sending shivers down the spines of the surrounding martial arts practitioners.

After more than thirty rounds of fierce fighting, Leng Ruoshuang's sword tip finally pierced Zhong Renwang's shoulder, while Zhong Renwang's "Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring" slammed heavily into Leng Ruoshuang's abdomen. Both masters were severely injured, and blood spilled from their mouths, staining their clothes red.

Despite her injuries, Leng Ruoshuang forced herself not to collapse. She knew that this was a matter of life and death, and she had to persevere.

She swung her sword again, the tip flashing with cold light, aiming straight for Zhong Renwang's vitals. Although Zhong Renwang was injured, his experience in martial arts combat was extremely rich. He dodged and counterattacked simultaneously, and the two were once again engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

The duel between Leng Ruoshuang and Zhong Renwang intensified, with sword light and fist wind intertwining, tearing the air apart.

Leng Ruoshuang moved with a graceful gait, like a plum blossom swaying in the cold wind. Every swing of her sword carried a chilling aura, and the air seemed to freeze wherever the sword tip passed.

However, despite her exquisite swordsmanship, she ultimately lacked the necessary skill, and each move seemed powerless.

Zhong Renwang was like a tiger descending the mountain, his fists fierce and unparalleled, each punch carrying the force of an overwhelming tide. He was steady and agile, dodging Leng Ruoshuang's sword moves while searching for an opportunity to counterattack.

A cold smile played on his lips, as if he didn't care about the fight.

The two exchanged blows, their swords flashing and fists clashing, creating a series of clanging sounds.

Although Leng Ruoshuang's swordsmanship was fierce, it gradually became inadequate under Zhong Renwang's relentless attacks. Her face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she still struggled to keep herself from collapsing.

Suddenly, Zhong Renwang let out a roar, and his punches suddenly intensified, attacking Leng Ruoshuang like a storm.

Leng Ruoshuang hurriedly swung her sword to block, but ultimately she was no match for Zhong Renwang's powerful strength and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

She swayed and almost fell to the ground, but she quickly regained her balance and swung her sword at Zhong Renwang again.

Zhong Renwang smiled contemptuously, slightly shifting his body to skillfully avoid Leng Ruoshuang's sword strike.

Immediately, he swiftly threw a punch, striking Leng Ruoshuang squarely in the chest. Leng Ruoshuang felt a tremendous impact, as if she had been hit by a heavy object, flying several meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

She tried to stand up, but the sharp pain in her chest made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

As she watched Zhong Renwang approach, a hint of despair flashed in her eyes.

Witnessing this scene, Master Yuanchi, a centenarian monk of Shaolin Temple and the supreme master of martial arts, put his hands together, uttered "Amitabha" in a deep voice, and then stood up like an iron tower.

He unleashed the "Mighty Vajra Palm," one of the Seventy-Two Arts of Shaolin Temple. His powerful palm strike collided with Zhong Renwang's palms, producing a deafening roar. The collision of these two immense forces stirred up surging shockwaves, overturning surrounding tables, chairs, and flags, and cracking the ground with spiderweb-like fissures. Master Yuanchi remained as steady as a rock, while Zhong Renwang staggered back three steps, his face flushed, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

However, Zhong Renwang suddenly unleashed the ultimate technique of the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms," "Flying Dragon in the Sky," attacking Master Yuanchi from above. He also used the "Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring," the supreme martial art of the Heavenly Lotus Sect, to enhance the power of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. The ferocity of his palm strikes was unparalleled in the world.

Master Yuanchi's robes fluttered in the wind as his palms surged, unleashing the first move of the Buddhist "Tathagata Palm," "Auspicious Light Appears," carrying both compassion and majesty. Even before the palm strikes arrived, the blue bricks in front of Zhong Renwang cracked inch by inch. Amidst the flying dust, he roared, his iron palms plunging through the earth like iron plows, colliding with the Buddhist ultimate technique. Bang! Bang! The two powerful internal forces collided, instantly reducing the tables and chairs within a three-zhang radius to dust. The onlookers felt their eardrums ache and nearly fainted.

"Bald monk, today is the day your Shaolin Temple dies!" Zhong Renwang sneered as the mechanisms on his arms suddenly made a soft "clicking" sound, and the hidden muskets suddenly shot out seven dark blue flames.

Master Yuanchi's pupils constricted sharply. In a haste, he used his "Indestructible Vajra Body" divine skill to protect himself, but he still couldn't avoid the tricky angle. The seven lead bullets, like venomous snakes spitting their tongues, pierced through his robes and embedded themselves in his flesh. Blood splattered everywhere, and the master staggered a few steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

"Master!" Shi Feiyang's eyes were bloodshot. His green robe billowed as he unleashed the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong, "The Infernal Purgatory of the Human World," which had reached its peak. A chilling aura emanated from his body, and ice crystals formed wherever he passed. With a wave of his hands, the sharp blade light of the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique" poured down like a silver river, aiming straight for Zhong Renwang's throat.

"Hmph! A mere trick!" Zhong Renwang sneered and unleashed the Heavenly Lotus Sect's supreme martial art, "Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring." A faint golden light emanated from his body, and as his palms danced, phantom lotus flowers bloomed, defusing Shi Feiyang's sword strikes one by one.

The two exchanged blows, their blades flashing and lotus shadows clashing. Each collision unleashed a deafening roar, tearing apart the surrounding air. The onlookers retreated hastily, fearing they might be injured by the aftershocks.

Shi Feiyang fought with increasing ferocity, his body radiating icy blue true energy and golden blade light. He roared, "Slay the Mortal World!" A massive golden blade aura swept across the entire arena, like a golden crescent moon, exuding immense power.

Zhong Renwang's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly used his lightness skill to leap backward, barely avoiding this fatal blow.

Just then, the disguised Imperial Guards suddenly launched their attack. Their embroidered spring knives were drawn, their cold light flashing, and they pounced on the leaders and disciples of various martial arts sects like a pack of wolves. "Kill! Leave no one alive!" The leading Imperial Guard commander, the former Imperial Guard commander who had already been demoted, roared at Xiang Yushan, his voice filled with violence and cruelty.

Lan Xiaodie sneered contemptuously, and with a wave of her jade hand, the Five Poisons Cult members immediately sprang into action, setting up the "Five Poisons Bewildering Array" around the perimeter.

The Gu worms that flew out of the Myriad Gu Pot buzzed, each with a different shape. Some transformed into shields to block the poisonous smoke, while others shot towards the enemy like sharp arrows. In an instant, poisonous mist filled the surroundings, and screams of agony rose and fell.

Seeing that things were going badly, Zhong Renwang took out his poison gourd and threw it out fiercely.

The purplish-black poisonous smoke spread like a tide, causing people to change color wherever it went, and their skin ulcerated at a visible speed.

The Five Poisons Cult members immediately activated their Gu worms. The Golden Silkworm Gu spit out golden silk to form a poison-resistant net, while the Blood Spider Gu sprayed out neutralizing venom, engaging in a fierce battle against the poisonous smoke. On Thousand Deer Plain, the setting sun shone like blood, staining the broken swords and halberds scattered on the ground a dark red.

Shi Feiyang stood in the center of the pool of blood, his blue robe soaked in blood, yet he remained as upright as a lone pine tree. Behind him, Master Yuanchi was surrounded by Shaolin monks, blood gushing from seven gunshot wounds, his breath barely a whisper.

"That Shi Feiyang, he's really made us go through so much trouble!" With a sinister laugh, three figures slowly emerged from behind the broken wall.

The lead rehabilitation student was deathly pale, his right hand stroking the tattered tiger tally at his waist. As he circulated his "Fossil Divine Skill," his knuckles made a teeth-grinding cracking sound. Xiang Yushan crossed his arms, his clothes fluttering without wind, a sign that his "Wind Pillar Skill" had reached its peak. Lü Yuan's hands were hidden in his wide sleeves, and wherever he passed, fine white frost formed on the blue bricks.

Zhong Renwang struggled to his feet, his noseless face stained with blood, and he grinned maliciously, "Boy, today four great masters have surrounded and killed you. Even a Golden Immortal couldn't save you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Feiyang roared and activated the Mingyu Gong "Supreme Forgetfulness: Ice Soul Cold Prison" instantly, causing his skin to glow with a jade-like luster. His palms were like knives, and he unleashed the first move of the "Hundred Victories Knife Technique," "Welcoming Guests from the Pine Tree," with a deafening whistle as the wind from his palms swept through the air.

Kang Shengsheng sneered, his palm turning bluish-gray as he struck out to meet the wind.

The two powerful forces collided, sending dust billowing into the sky within a radius of ten feet.

Shi Feiyang felt his opponent's palm strike lock his meridians like an iron clamp. Just as he was about to change his move, he suddenly heard a strong wind coming from behind him. Xiang Yushan's "Wind Pillar Skill" had arrived, carrying an overwhelming force, and actually condensed into three wind blades in the void!

"Watch out!" Lan Xiaodie's sharp cry rang out at the same time as the blood centipede's hiss.

Shi Feiyang spun around to avoid the wind blades, only to see Lü Yuan approach like a ghost, silently striking his back with the "Frosty Palm." This palm seemed gentle, but it actually contained a chilling internal force; if struck, his internal organs would be frozen into ice shards.

At the critical moment, Shi Feiyang's inner energy suddenly reversed, unleashing the vortex suction force of the Mingyu Gong. Lü Yuan felt his feet suddenly stop, and he uncontrollably fell forward. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Feiyang used the "Golden Dragon Coiling Claw" technique of the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique," the blade light on the edge of his palm suddenly extending three feet, aiming straight for Lü Yuan's throat.

"A mere trick!" Lü Yuan sneered, thrusting out his palms, instantly enveloping the battlefield in a cloud of icy mist. Shi Feiyang felt a bone-chilling cold, his vision blurring. Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply—through the icy mist, four figures were attacking him simultaneously!

Kang Shengsheng's "Fossil Fist", Xiang Yushan's "Dragon Twist Kick", Lü Yuan's "Ice Soul Finger", and Zhong Renwang's dying "Lotus Heart Thorn" left them surrounded and with no way to avoid it!
Shi Feiyang roared to the sky, his body surging with icy blue true energy and golden blade light.

When Mingyu Gong reached the "Limitless Asura's Human Purgatory", his skin became almost transparent, as if it were carved from ice and jade.

With a roar, he crossed his palms and unleashed two moves of the Hundred Victories Blade Technique, "Slaying the Mortal World," sending two massive, icy-blue blade energies soaring into the sky. Wherever the blade energies passed, the icy mist dissipated, the air shattered, and a deep, bone-revealing crack was left in the void!

Zhong Renwang was the first to be hit; the golden light of the "Lotus Throne" shattered like paper under the blade's energy.

He screamed and fell to the ground. The setting sun over Qianzhangping seemed to be soaked in blood, turning the smoke and fire in the sky crimson.

Zhong Renwang left a three-foot-long trail of blood on the ground. Kang Fusheng wiped the purple blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the icy blue sword aura surrounding Shi Feiyang, and let out a beast-like growl: "Lord Lu! If we don't act now, we'll all perish here!"

"Well done, Shi Feiyang! I'll spare you a little longer!" The newly appointed commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Lu Feng, wore a black python robe that fluttered in the wind. His embroidered spring knife was still sheathed at his waist, but his palms were already shrouded in bluish-purple poisonous mist.

His figure swept past the pile of corpses like a ghost. The palm wind of the "Seven Fiends Palm" corroded the bluestone ground, leaving scorched marks, and went straight for Lan Xiaodie's throat.

Lan Xiaodie's silver veil fluttered even without wind, and the Azure Phosphorus Sword at her waist was drawn with a dragon's roar. This sword was the Five Poisons Sect's most treasured artifact, its blade covered in dark green scales, and where the sword's edge pointed, a fine poisonous mist rose in the air.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes, using the "Serpent's Movement" to dodge to the side, the tip of her sword drawing a strange arc: "Lord Lu, how majestic! It's a pity that today, this Thousand Deer Plain will be the burial ground for your Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

Before the words were even finished, the Azure Phosphorus Sword had already transformed into thousands of green shadows. The first move of the "Five Poisons Sword Technique," "Golden Silkworm Devouring the Moon," was unleashed, and the poisonous scales on the sword fell off one after another, shooting towards Lu Feng's major acupoints like a torrential rain.

Lu Feng snorted coldly and struck out with both palms. The poisonous mist of the "Seven Fiends Palm" collided with the flying poisonous scales, making a sizzling sound, and a cloud of poisonous smoke rose into the air.

"Hmph! Child's play!" Lu Feng advanced instead of retreating, his palms flashing out in quick succession. Seven purplish-black palm shadows, like demons pouncing on their prey, completely enveloped Lan Xiaodie's sword shadows. Lan Xiaodie's jade wrists flipped, her swordsmanship suddenly changing. She unleashed the "Blood Spider Entangling Silk" technique from the "Five Poisons Sword Technique." The green light drawn by her Azure Phosphorus Sword stretched out like spider silk, continuously weaving a highly poisonous net in the air.

Lu Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and he retreated hastily. His embroidered spring knife was finally drawn from its sheath at his waist, a flash of cold light, and he unleashed the move "Moon Reflected in a Cold Pool." This move was originally a defensive stance in the Imperial Guard's swordsmanship, but now he wielded it with unparalleled ferocity, the blade flashing like water, completely severing Lan Xiaodie's poison net.

"Leader Lan, your Five Poisons Sect's kung fu is nothing special!" Lu Feng laughed, his sword stance changing as he unleashed the "Thirteen Blades of Chasing Wind." His blade flashed, attacking Lan Xiaodie like a raging storm.

Lan Xiaodie remained calm, a cold smile playing on her lips: "Lord Lu, have you ever heard of my Five Poisons Sect's 'Ten Thousand Poisons Paying Homage to the Ancestor'?"

With a clear shout, the Myriad Gu Pot at her waist trembled violently. Countless Gu worms burst out of the pot; the Golden Silkworm Gu spit out golden silk to form sharp blades, the Blood Spider Gu sprayed venom to create a barrier, and the crimson Corpse Gu withered all vegetation wherever it passed.

Lu Feng's expression changed drastically. Although his "Seven Fiends Palm" was domineering, he was also wary of this strange and unpredictable poison.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lan Xiaodie changed her sword technique. The "Green Snake Spits Tongue" move from the "Five Poisons Sword Technique" was like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, aiming straight for Lu Feng's face. Lu Feng swung his knife to block, but he did not expect Lan Xiaodie to feint an attack, and then suddenly change the direction of her sword, thrusting it towards his ribs.

Lu Feng hastily used the "Iron Bridge" technique to barely dodge the fatal blow, but a blood centipede thrown by Lan Xiaodie wrapped around his ankle.

"Ah!" Lu Feng cried out in pain, nearly dropping the Embroidered Spring Knife from his hand.

The blood centipede's teeth were incredibly sharp, instantly tearing his boots and flesh to shreds. Lan Xiaodie lightly raised her jade-like hand, and several more Gu worms swarmed towards Lu Feng. Lu Feng clapped his hands together, blasting the Gu worms away, but he was also choked by the poisonous mist and coughed incessantly.

"Lord Lu, do you know that the poison on my Azure Phosphorus Sword is called 'Blood Seals the Throat'?" Lan Xiaodie's voice was like a viper's hiss as she attacked again, the poisonous mist on the sword growing even thicker.

Lu Feng felt his vision blurring, knowing that defeat was inevitable if things continued this way. Gritting his teeth, he channeled his inner strength into his Embroidered Spring Blade, unleashing the Imperial Guard's ultimate technique, "Blood Moon in the Sky." A massive, blood-red blade of light shot into the sky, shredding the Gu worms into a bloody pulp wherever it passed.

Lan Xiaodie's expression changed slightly. She hurriedly channeled her inner energy, and the poisonous mist on the Jade Phosphor Sword transformed into a green light shield. The blood-red sword light collided violently with the green light shield, and the powerful shockwave hurled the surrounding corpses and dust into the air.

"Today I'll show you the true strength of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!" Lu Feng grinned maliciously, his sword stance changing again as he unleashed a series of "Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Slashes." His sword shadows blurred, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Lan Xiaodie let out a delicate shout, and her Bilin Sword danced, creating a sky full of sword flowers. She unleashed the full power of the "Hundred Poisons Return to the Heart" technique from the "Five Poisons Swordplay".

In an instant, poisonous fog filled Qianzhangping, and swords flashed and clashed. Every thrust of Lan Xiaodie's Jade Phosphorus Sword carried deadly poison; every slash of Lu Feng's Embroidered Spring Blade contained powerful internal energy.

The two fought more and more fiercely, and the Imperial Guards and Five Poisons Sect members around them involuntarily stopped fighting and watched the battle with bated breath.

Lu Feng suddenly roared and unleashed the "Seven Fiends Palm" and "Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Slashes" simultaneously. The palm wind and sword light transformed into a purplish-black vortex that swept towards Lan Xiaodie.

Seeing this, Lan Xiaodie gritted her teeth, gripped the Jade Phosphorus Sword with both hands, and poured all her inner strength into it. "Ten Thousand Poisons Burn the Heavens!" With a delicate shout, the Jade Phosphorus Sword in her hand burst forth with a dazzling green light, and countless poisonous mists transformed into fire snakes, meeting Lu Feng's attack.

Two powerful forces collided, producing a deafening roar. Sand and stones flew across Qianzhangping, blotting out the sun.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Lu Feng staggered back several steps, blood continuously gushing from the corner of his mouth.

Lan Xiaodie was also in poor condition. Her face was as pale as paper, her silver veil was stained red with blood, and the poisonous mist on the Bilin Sword had dimmed considerably.

"Lan Xiaodie, you're lucky today!" Lu Feng spat out resentfully, turning to flee. But Lan Xiaodie wouldn't let him go. Forcing herself to stay, she drew her Azure Phosphorus Sword once more: "Trying to leave? Leave your life behind!"

She moved with lightning speed, chasing after Lu Feng.

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng was greatly shocked. He never expected that Lan Xiaodie could still move so swiftly after being injured.

He quickly sped up, trying to increase the distance between himself and Lan Xiaodie.

However, Lan Xiaodie persisted, and the two chased and fled, quickly getting away from Qianzhangping.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side and blocked Lu Feng's way.

Lu Feng looked closely and saw that the newcomer was dressed in a blue robe, with a handsome face, and was holding a long sword tightly in his hand, the tip of which was pointing directly at him.

She was none other than Shi Ying, the leader of the Tianxing Sect, who was disguised as a man.

"Shi Ying! How dare you obstruct me! Are you courting death?" Lu Feng roared angrily, his eyes wide with fury and his teeth clenched.

Shi Ying smiled slightly and replied, "Lu Feng, your evil deeds are beyond redemption, today is your end. It's a huge scandal that such a wicked person as you could become the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng burst into laughter and said provocatively, "You? Hmph, today I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his knife at Shi Ying again.

Shi Ying was agile and easily dodged Lu Feng's attacks. At the same time, she drew her longsword and engaged in a fierce battle with Lu Feng.

The two exchanged blows, their swords flashing, their battle exceptionally fierce.

Just then, Lan Xiaodie arrived at the scene. Upon seeing the situation, she let out a shout and swung her Jade Phosphor Sword again, joining the fierce battle.

Lu Feng was suddenly caught in a pincer movement, and the pressure on him increased dramatically.

He was anxious, but also helpless.

Just then, he suddenly had an idea. He feigned an attack on Shi Ying, but took advantage of her dodging to escape to the side.

Shi Ying and Lan Xiaodie were not about to let him escape. They gave chase and were determined to kill Lu Feng.

Shi Feiyang's gaze was like lightning: "Today, Zhong Renwang and all you traitors, none of you will leave here alive!"

He flipped his palms, unleashing the "Heaven and Earth Live Together" move from the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique" with a ferocity as fierce as a storm.

With each swing of his hand, he carried an overwhelming force; wherever the blade's edge passed, the heads of the Imperial Guards rolled off like watermelons.

Blood splattered on his translucent skin, congealing into ice beads that fell softly.

Kang Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes: "This kid's Mingyu Kung Fu has actually reached such a level?" Xiang Yushan gritted his teeth and said: "What are we afraid of! With the four of us joining forces, are we afraid we can't defeat him alone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four of them formed a battle formation again, surrounding Shi Feiyang in the center.

Shi Feiyang neither dodged nor flinched, but sneered, "Well done! Today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to the wronged souls of my Shaolin!" He took a deep breath, and activated the Mingyu Gong to the "Limitless Asura's Hell on Earth". The cold air around him materialized, and an ice wall ten feet high instantly formed on the ground.

"Break!" With a furious shout, Shi Feiyang unleashed both palms, executing the ninth move of the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique," "Sun and Moon Shining Together."

His palms flashed everywhere, and his sword energy crisscrossed the sky. Wherever he passed, ice walls shattered and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Kang Sheng and the others felt a chill penetrate to their very bones, and they all had no choice but to retreat and dodge. Shi Ying soared through the air and blocked Lu Feng's path. Lu Feng was so frightened that he quickly turned around. Lan Xiaodie snorted coldly and waved her jade hand lightly, sending dozens of golden silkworm gu shooting out.

Lu Feng screamed and fell to the ground. In a short while, he was devoured by the Gu worms until only a skeleton remained. Kang Fusheng, Lü Yuan, Xiang Yushan, and the other Jinyiwei were terrified and fled in all directions, no longer caring about Zhong Renwang's life or death.

Seizing the opportunity, Dugu Yan unleashed the sharpest sword technique in the Evil-Slaying Swordplay, the "Evil-Slaying Life-Taking Sword," each strike aimed directly at vital points. Even the combined swordplay of Li Mingyuan and Zhang Qingyuan was insufficient to withstand it; Zhang Qingyuan's arm was slashed by the sword energy, and blood stained his sleeve.

Shi Feiyang's eyes sharpened, and he activated the Mingyu Gong to its peak. His icy blue true energy transformed into a vortex, absorbing all the poisonous smoke and sword energy.

He roared and unleashed the ultimate killing move of the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique," "Sun and Moon Shining Together," with both palms. A golden blade of light pierced the heavens and earth, slashing towards Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan. Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan fought with all their might to defend, but their moves crumbled under the blade of light.

Zhong Renwang's clothes were torn by the blade's energy, and he was covered in blood from multiple wounds.

Dugu Yan's Autumn Water Sword was completely broken, leaving only half of the hilt in his hand.

Despite their severe injuries, they continued to fight tenaciously.

All the martial arts masters wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for themselves, and they launched a massive attack on Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan. Shi Feiyang retreated with a cold smile, knowing that people in the martial arts world were obsessed with fame and could not be persuaded otherwise. They would only be awakened after bloodshed.

Zhong Renwang, who had previously been beaten by Shi Feiyang to the point of losing his nose, becoming a terrifying figure, and having both his arms and hands severed by Shi Feiyang, now had his newly installed iron limbs and hands concealed with nine mechanisms, and his palms could spray poison from the South China Sea dragon.

Thousand Deer Plain was a scene of utter devastation, littered with broken tables, chairs, weapons, and bloodstains. The leaders and disciples of various sects instantly collapsed under the venom of the South Sea Dragon, wielded by Zhong Renwang's iron limbs. Immediately, countless sect leaders and disciples cried out in unison, "Hero Shi, save us!"

"Master Shi, please help!"

"Master Shi, where are you? If you don't help, we're all going to die."

Shi Feiyang activated the Mingyu Gong to the "Limitless Asura's Human Purgatory" level, and used the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique" which had merged the Tathagata Palm and the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Skill. He unleashed the move "Auspicious Light Appears", and his palms, like blades but not quite blades, pounced on Zhong Renwang with a force stronger than a precious sword.

Zhong Renwang immediately felt strained and used his iron limb mechanism to spray the poison of the South China Sea dragon.

However, the vortex of true energy formed by Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong spun rapidly, and the poison from the South Sea Dragon that Zhong Renwang shot out instead splashed onto Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan screamed repeatedly, her clothes torn and her skin festering. The eunuch shouted angrily, "Zhong Renwang, are you insane? You lackey of Japan, a lackey of the imperial court, a watchdog of Shenjian Manor, a servant of Dongfang Bubai, a palace eunuch, how could you do this to me?"

Zhong Renwang was so enraged by Dugu Yan's exposure of his past that his veins bulged and he was panting heavily.

However, with the blessing of Mingyu Gong, Shi Feiyang then unleashed "Buddha's Holy Lamp," instantly becoming ethereal and possessing extraordinary spiritual energy. His palm techniques were dreamlike and difficult to discern as real or illusory. Immediately following, he used "Mountains and Rivers Reversal," striking through mountains and stunning the enemy with his aura, plunging the sky and earth into darkness, obscuring the sun and moon.

While Zhong Renwang was dazzled, he was struck in the back by Shi Feiyang's palm, causing Zhong Renwang to vomit blood and collapse to the ground.

A golden blade of energy from Shi Feiyang slashed across Dugu Yan's legs, causing her to scream and kneel on the ground.

The leaders and disciples of various martial arts sects rushed forward and bound Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan.

Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan were bound to the ancient cypress by black iron chains, their eyes filled with despair and resentment.

The leaders of various sects stood around, looking at the bloody battlefield, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

This thrilling battle also made everyone in the martial arts world realize that justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent.

Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan were tightly bound to the ancient cypress by black iron chains, their eyes revealing despair and resentment.

Xie Zhichuan hid in the shadows of the eaves of the Sutra Repository, his charcoal-black face twisted like a demon.

He stared at Zhong Renwang's disheveled appearance, his nails digging deeply into his palms: "What a 'generous and righteous' Beggar Clan leader! He actually used the gold and silver treasures of my Divine Sword Manor to support his private army, and in the end, he met a beheading!" The sword at his waist trembled slightly, as if it too was indignant for the million taels of silver.

Li Wuduo leaned against the mottled stone lion, her bright red fingernails tracing the corner of her mouth.

She stared mockingly at the water stains spreading across Dugu Yan's embroidered gold crotch, and sneered, "Back then, you castrated yourself to practice swordsmanship, claiming you would become the best in the world, but now you're so scared you've wet your pants?" The snake tattoo under her strapless veil writhed with her laughter. "If you had known this would happen, why were you so hypocritical towards me back then?" On the mountaintop, Beggar Clan Elder Ding Hong leaned on his dog-beating stick, tears glistening in his cloudy old eyes.

He would sometimes laugh out loud, and sometimes cover his face and weep bitterly, the copper bell on the end of his cane shaking in a frenzied rhythm: "Thirty years! Thirty years of humiliation! You, Zhong Renwang, have finally met your match!" The iron cane slammed heavily on the ground, startling a flock of crows.

He turned and left, excitedly assuming the position of leader of the Beggars' Sect.

At that very moment, Xue Hongshan, the leader of the Northwest Salt Gang, pushed through the crowd and stepped forward. The goose-feather saber at his waist had slain countless salt smugglers; its draw brought with it a gust of salty, fishy wind. "You villain surnamed Zhong! I never thought you'd meet your end! Humph!"

With a flash of light, Zhong Renwang's head rolled to the ground, blood gushing from the severed neck, staining the "Compassionate Heart" plaque in front of the hall red.

Dugu Yan, watching Xue Hongshan approach step by step, knelt heavily on the bluestone slab: "Great Hero Xue, spare my life! All of this was due to Zhong Renwang's coercion!" Tears streamed down his face, "I only slept with Xie Luojia's wife, and he caught me doing this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hong Chaopeng, the leader of the Crocodile Sect, suddenly threw out a pair of steel shears.

With a flash of cold light, Dugu Yan's head rolled to the corner where Xie Zhichuan was hiding, and a torrent of blood gushed from the severed neck, making Xie Zhichuan's face turn crimson.

Xie Zhichuan bit his hand so hard that his nails almost dug into his flesh. He never expected that he was actually Dugu Yan's seventh son.

Li Wuduo glanced sideways at his trembling back, her nail-painted fingertips tracing a contemptuous arc in the air.

The two crawled along the wall like stray dogs, disappearing into the twilight in the blink of an eye.

Lan Xiaodie gazed at the chaos amidst the pool of blood, her emerald skirt gently lifted by the evening breeze.

She turned to look at Shi Feiyang, her eyes reflecting the fiery clouds on the horizon: "Husband, the Five Poisons Sect once used poison as a weapon, but now we know that the difference between medicine that saves lives and poison that kills is just a matter of a single thought."

Shi Feiyang's dark-colored outfit was stained with faint traces of gunpowder smoke, and the icy blue true energy flowing through his Mingyu Gong was faintly visible in the twilight.

He reached out and gently wiped away the bloodstains at Lan Xiaodie's temple, the warmth of his palm melting the congealed blood beads: "The martial world is like a game of chess; some people become demons with their moves, while others become Buddhas."

As the sun slowly set, the two figures stood side by side, their long, slender silhouettes resembling two sharp swords piercing the darkness.

In the distance, the melodious sound of Shaolin bells rang out, startling the birds flying all over the mountain, but it could not dispel the bloody aftermath of this martial arts catastrophe.

The smoke of battle had not yet dissipated at Qianzhangping, and the setting sun stained the bloodstains on the ground with an amber hue.

Shi Feiyang's knuckles were still covered with dried scabs when he suddenly felt a fragrance that resembled both orchids and musk lingering around him.

Shi Ying removed her men's clothing, revealing a moon-white soft satin dress that hugged her graceful figure. The pearl hairpin in her hair swayed gently. Her slender hand wrapped around his arm like a willow in spring: "Shi Lang, your hand is injured again..." Her fingertips lightly touched the calluses on his palm, and her eyes welled up with tears. She took out a silk handkerchief embroidered with twin lotus flowers from her sleeve and gently pressed it to the wound.

"Let me see." A cold female voice came from behind. Lan Xiaodie walked over, stepping on the broken corpses scattered on the ground. Dark red blood droplets still dripped from the Bilin Sword, but the moment it touched Shi Feiyang, they turned into tender affection.

She untied the dark green silk scarf from her neck and skillfully bandaged the knife wound on his wrist. Her fingertips brushed against his skin unintentionally, and a blush rose to her ears. "If you fight like this again, even the Five Poisons Sect's antidote won't save you." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly drew the Golden Silkworm Gu Flute from her waist and played it towards the restless Imperial Guards in the distance. The flute's melody was plaintive and mournful, and the Gu worms pressed down like dark clouds.

Suddenly, the tinkling of jade pendants was heard, and Xue Qiuchun, supported by two maids, slowly walked over.

She was several months pregnant, and her figure under the pale yellow dress was slightly bloated, but it couldn't hide the gentleness in her eyes.

She gently stroked Shi Feiyang's blood-stained clothes, her voice so soft it could melt water: "Feiyang, you promised to come back safely..."

After speaking, she took out a small sandalwood box from her sleeve. Inside was half a crystal-clear jade pendant. "This is the gift you gave me when we became engaged. I wear it with me every day, thinking that if anything were to happen..."

She choked up and couldn't continue, so she pressed the jade pendant against his heart.

Looking at the three beauties before him, Shi Feiyang's surging murderous intent transformed into tenderness.

He took Shi Ying's hand in return, then gently placed it on Lan Xiaodie's shoulder, and finally put his arm around Xue Qiuchun's waist: "The blood of Qianzhangping has finally been washed away. Let's go home, back to Tingxuelou in Gusu City."

His voice was deep and firm, carrying a tenderness born of relief after surviving a catastrophe.

Shi Ying tiptoed and gently kissed his cheek: "The plum blossoms of Tingxuelou bloom and fade. This time, I want to enjoy ten years of time with you."

Lan Xiaodie gave a soft hum, but gently rested her head on his shoulder: "The Five Poisons Sect's exotic flowers and herbs should also be moved to Tingxue Tower."

Xue Qiuchun nestled in his arms and whispered, "After the child is born, we'll teach him to read and practice martial arts, and live a peaceful life..."

As dusk deepened, the four figures intertwined in the blood-red sunset. Shi Feiyang swept the dust off his shoulders with a flick of his sleeve, then embraced the three beauties and slowly walked away.

Behind them, the wails of the Imperial Guards faded into the distance, while the wind of Qianzhangping carried those tender whispers of love far away. (End of Chapter)