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

In the peach blossom array, the originally beautiful petals suddenly glowed with an eerie purple light, and the squirrel that Shi Feiyang had just caught suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of foul-smelling poisonous mist.

"Good heavens! You're playing dirty tricks, aren't you!" Shi Feiyang yelled, using "Leaving No Trace for a Thousand Miles" to retreat rapidly. His Xuan Shuang Blade drew a half-circle of silver, cleaving the poisonous mist in two. The poisonous mist touched the peach tree, and the bark instantly cracked, oozing black sap.

At this moment, the sound of dense hoofbeats came from outside the formation, and the remnants of Wang Shichong's forces and the newly recruited bandits of the Jianghu surged in like a tide.

Standing at the heart of the formation, Shi Feiyang activated his Mingyu Gong, his body radiating a crystalline, icy-blue aura. He shouted at the enemy ranks, "Perfect timing! I'm having a promotion today: buy my life and get a peach blossom sachet!"

Before he finished speaking, tens of thousands of peach blossoms transformed into sharp blades under his control, whistling out with fierce energy.

Murong Hui, wearing a new cast-iron demon mask, stood on a high place. As the copper bell in his hand jingled, dozens of assassins shrouded in black cloth suddenly rushed out from the enemy ranks. These men were surrounded by eerie black mist, and their sword strikes produced piercing shrieks.

"Heart Gu Puppet!" Shi Feiyang's pupils contracted slightly, then he grinned. "Perfect timing to try out my improved version of the 'Dog-Beating Stick Technique - Exorcising Evil Spirits'!" Xuan Shuang Blade emerged like a serpent from its hole, executing the "Shu Dog Barking at the Sun" technique from the "Poke" word method, accurately targeting the Tanzhong acupoint of the assassins.

Where the sword tip touched, the black mist dissipated like snow boiled in water, and the assassins' eyes cleared as they collapsed to the ground. The Palace Mistress of the Moon Palace lightly raised her jade hand, and an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius transformed into an ice prison. Ice shards, like a forest, pinned the leading bandits to peach trees.

She said coldly, "Shi Feiyang, quickly break the anomaly in the formation!" Shi Feiyang, however, took the opportunity to throw her a kiss: "Palace Master, don't worry, I'll give the Peach Blossom Formation a 'deep pruning'!" As he spoke, he activated the "Sword Intent Ruins" realm of the Nine Heavens Sword Manual, and the Xuan Shuang Blade burst forth with boundless light. He shouted loudly, "Watch closely! 'Peach Blossom Dance - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin'!"

Countless peach petals, guided by the sword energy, formed a massive sword array.

Wherever the sword formation passed, the ground was plowed into bottomless ravines, and the enemies' weapons were pulled out of their hands and crushed by the sword formation.

Upon seeing this, Murong Hui roared and unleashed a large amount of Broken Yuan Sand.

The Peach Blossom Formation trembled violently, and the mechanism at the core of the formation began to operate in reverse. The crossbows that were originally guarding the Flower Palace were now aimed at the crowd.

At the critical moment, the Palace Mistress of Lianxing played a stirring melody on her jade flute, and the sound waves transformed into an invisible barrier, temporarily blocking the crossbow bolts.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Feiyang unleashed "No Dogs Under Heaven," transforming 360 styles of staff techniques into a sky full of staff shadows, engaging in a fierce clash with Murong Hui's Netherworld Steps. "Old bastard, taste 'Chasing Dogs in a Poor Alley'!" Xuan Shuang Blade slashed down with the force of thunder, and Murong Hui hastily defended, having half of his ghost face sliced ​​off, revealing a hideous scar.

Seeing the situation was dire, Murong Hui suddenly grabbed the puppet beside him and hurled it at Shi Feiyang. A cunning glint flashed in Shi Feiyang's eyes. He neither dodged nor evaded, but instead used "Shifting Flowers and Jade, Absorbing Gold and Iron" to bounce the puppet and the silver needles thrown by Murong Hui back towards the enemy group.

In an instant, screams rose and fell, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Just as Shi Feiyang thought the situation was under control, a bottomless crack suddenly appeared in the center of the Peach Blossom Formation, from which came a chilling roar. A gigantic demonic hound covered in barbs and with fierce eyes burst forth from the ground; it was the "Netherworld Bloodhound" summoned by Murong Hui using forbidden magic. The bloodhound roared to the sky, and wherever its blood mist landed, the peach blossoms withered and rotted instantly.

Shi Feiyang licked his lips, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "Well done! Perfect timing to test the ultimate secret of the 'Dog-Beating Stick Technique'!" He gripped the Xuan Shuang Blade tightly, his figure rushing towards the bloodhound like a ghost. The stench of the Netherworld Bloodhound assaulted his senses, but Shi Feiyang grinned amidst the blood mist, his Xuan Shuang Blade swirling into nine sword flowers.

Caught off guard by Lianxing's pale face, his heart tightened. This beast, its body covered in barbs oozing purplish-black venom, was clearly ten times more troublesome than ordinary puppets. Murong Hui manipulated the puppet assassins into a "Soul-Suppressing Array," and with each ring of the copper bell at the array's core, the bloodhounds spewed forth more blood mist. Shi Feiyang activated his Bright Jade Skill, his skin becoming as transparent as ice, and used "Flower Shifting Jade!" to condense the blood mist into ice beads, launching them at the enemy ranks. Amidst the shattering of ice crystals, the front-line assassins were hacked to pieces, but he managed to wink at Lianxing in the midst of the fierce battle: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

"Shi Feiyang! Today I will make you die here!" Wang Shichong's remaining generals swung their swords, but the blades suddenly changed direction when they touched the corner of his clothes, and actually hit their own brother.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Feiyang used his "Provoking Dog Claws" technique, hooking his Xuan Shuang Blade around the opponent's belt and throwing it at the Bloodhound: "Feed the dog!"

The general screamed as he was swallowed whole by the bloodhound, the splattering blood staining Shi Feiyang's clothes. He wiped his face, deliberately raising an eyebrow at Murong Hui, but his eyes remained fixed on Lianxing's safety.

Suddenly, the Palace Mistress of the Moon Palace unleashed her icicles from the side, freezing the bloodhound's front paws into ice blocks. Seizing the opportunity, Shi Feiyang unleashed the "Sword Heart Connection" realm fused from "No Dogs Under Heaven," causing the Xuan Shuang Blade to erupt with a clear, resonant sword cry like a dragon's roar.

"Try my 'Thunderfire Roasted Dog'!" The sword tip, crackling with lightning and flames, pierced the bloodhound's brow. Black blood splattered everywhere, and the beast let out a resentful roar before dissipating into black mist.

Seeing the situation was dire, Murong Hui threw out the last three "Heart Gu Kings." The Gu worms transformed into three giant pythons in mid-air, opening their venomous mouths to pounce on Lianxing. Shi Feiyang's pupils shrank drastically, his heart feeling as if struck by a heavy hammer. Ignoring the blade light attacking from behind, he used "Thousand Miles Without Leaving a Trace" to teleport in front of Lianxing.

"Mother dog protects her cub!" Xuan Shuang Blade drew a semi-circular barrier, shattering all the giant python's fangs. Lian Xing's jade flute sound wave took the opportunity to penetrate the python's head, and the giant python screamed and turned into ashes, but before dissipating, it used the tip of its tail to sweep Shi Feiyang's shoulder.

"Shi Lang!" Lianxing exclaimed, supporting him. Shi Feiyang looked down at the purplish-black bruise on his shoulder, but gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes: "It's nothing! Just think of it as a mosquito bite—a 'literary mosquito' that only drinks brothels!"

He circulated the Mingyu Gong, and the cold air forced out the toxins along his meridians. The bruises faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Poor Xing's trembling hands still clung tightly to him, unwilling to let go.

At this moment, Murong Hui's puppet array had been mostly destroyed by Yao Yue's Ice Prison. Shi Feiyang wiped the black blood from his blade and brandished the Xuan Shuang Blade at the old ghost: "Old Murong, your dogs and snakes aren't very good. Get some fresh ones next time!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the worry in Lianxing's eyes. He suddenly used his lightness skill to leap to her side, took out a flower wreath made of peach blossoms from his deerskin bag, and put it on her head: "A beauty with fresh flowers, that's what looks good!"

Outside the Peach Blossom Formation, Wang Shichong's remaining army had scattered like birds and beasts. Shi Feiyang lay amidst the blood-stained peach blossoms, watching the dark clouds gradually dissipate in the sky, when he suddenly pulled out a small bronze mirror. His blood-stained face was reflected in the mirror, yet a cynical smile still lingered. He reached out and pulled Lianxing to his side, whispering, "Once this storm is over, I'll take you to Bianliang City to see the lanterns and taste all the delicacies of the world."

Palace Mistress Yaoyue stood at the center of the formation, new icicles forming at her fingertips. She watched Shi Feiyang and Lianxing exchange a knowing smile, and sighed softly, a rare occurrence for her. She turned and walked towards the palace wall, her long, flowing ice-silk dress leaving a winding trail in the pool of blood.

Deep within the secret passage, Murong Hui touched the newly added sword wound on his face, his sinister gaze piercing through the hole in the ghost mask as he looked towards the direction of the Yihua Palace: "Shi Feiyang, next time... I'll make you wish you were dead!"

As dusk settled, Shi Feiyang sheathed the Xuan Shuang Blade at his waist, then suddenly pulled a Persian date from his deerskin pouch and popped it into Lianxing's mouth: "Sweet? I swiped this from that old devil Murong's pocket!"

Lianxing, her cheeks flushed, nestled against his shoulder, a jujube in her mouth. The wind from the peach blossom array swirled up fallen petals, carrying a mingled scent of blood and sweetness, and also stirring two hearts that were drawing closer, blossoming with a unique tenderness amidst the clash of swords and the shadows of the martial world. (End of Chapter)