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

Just as Gongsun Xuan's iron sword was about to touch Guo Fu's hair, it was blocked by an ice wall—Shi Feiyang used the "Shifting Flowers and Jade" divine skill to set up a true energy barrier outside the mansion gate. No one expected Shi Feiyang to be so fast. He flew through the air and cursed, "Old dog Gongsun, how dare you touch my people?" He swung his palms and unleashed the "Slaying the Mortal World" move from the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, tearing Gongsun Xuan to pieces.

As the sun rose above the eaves, the fighting on West Street had ceased. Beggar Clan disciples were clearing away the corpses, Mei Jinghong led the Plum Blossom Clan disciples to transport the wounded civilians to the clinic, while Qu Kan used the secret methods of the Sun Moon Sect to purify the poisonous fog.

Guo Fu suddenly twirled her Qingfeng sword, held a piece of hibiscus cake to Shi Feiyang's lips, and said earnestly, "I said I would help you."

Her nose brushed against his black armor, and she said domineeringly, "You're not allowed to push me away again. You have to hold me tight."

Shi Feiyang nodded with emotion, looking at the busy figures on the street, and suddenly understood why Guo Jing was so willing to guard Xiangyang—this place had both national righteousness and tender feelings, and was worth protecting with one's life.

In front of Qu Kan's fortune-telling stall, a newly replaced banner fluttered in the wind, which read: "Divine divination, protecting my Xiangyang."

Guo Fu continued to chatter on: "Tomorrow, we'll patrol through Xizhimen, where the flatbreads are the crispiest; don't use 'Slaying the Mortal World' when you encounter Mongol cavalry, it'll drain your inner strength; by the way, here, take this..." She tucked her jade pendant into his sleeve, the jade still warm from her body, and said gently, "My mother said that wearing my jade is more effective than your dragon-patterned ring."

Shi Feiyang felt a surge of warmth in his heart, recalling Mei Qile's way of tucking a hand warmer into his arms on a snowy night in Liaodong; and Guo Fu's way of wrapping her sword tassel around his wrist on the city wall of Xiangyang.

It turns out that their affection had already paved a beautiful path through the martial world.

He embraced Guo Fu and said affectionately, "Fu'er, after the Mongol army is defeated, I'll take you to Taihu Lake." He really missed home, missed his home in Jiangnan, missed the Misty Peak of Taihu Lake, missed his brothers in the Xiong Ying Society, missed Yi Li, missed Qi Meizhen, missed Gong Simeng! Guo Fu's eyes suddenly lit up like the beacon fires of Xiangyang City. She grabbed his sleeve and ran into the mansion, into her boudoir, and pressed Shi Feiyang down into the quilt.

A few days later, the Mongol vanguard's iron hooves trampled the bricks along the moat outside the west gate of Xiangyang. "Huihui cannons," "flying cannons," and "thunderbolts" bombarded the city walls. Behind the cannon fire, thousands of arrows were unleashed. The Song soldiers on the city tower were suppressed and could not raise their heads. If they raised their heads even slightly, they would die tragically at the bottom of the battlements or fall into the moat dripping blood.

The disciples of the Beggars' Sect, the Sun Moon Sect, and the Plum Blossom Sect were furious, but helplessly huddled under the city walls, unable to straighten up.

Inside the city, remnants of the Black Wind Cult, villains of the Heavenly Fate Sect, and ruthless bandits of the Hell Gate seized the opportunity to coordinate with the Mongol soldiers outside the city. Using the cover of Mongol artillery fire and arrow barrage, they stealthily scaled the city walls, attacking Song soldiers, members of the Sun Moon Cult, the Plum Blossom Gang, and the Beggars' Sect from behind, killing and wounding over a thousand. The Mongol soldiers, taking advantage of the situation, ceased their artillery and arrow fire, built ladders to cross the moat, scaled the city walls, and stormed the city walls. Qu Kan, leader of the Sun Moon Cult, unleashed his "Star Absorbing Technique," Lu Youjiao his "Dog-Beating Stick Technique," and Mei Jinghong his "Plum Blossom Sword Technique," engaging in fierce combat with the enemy masters.

Guo Fu's Qingfeng sword was entangled by the spiked clubs of three centurions. Her sword tassel was wrapped around their sword chains, and the hem of her pale yellow skirt was stained with blood, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to retreat—Shi Feiyang had said that not a single brick of Xiangyang's city wall could be missing, just as her sword could not be separated from him by even half a step.

Shi Feiyang used his profound "Hidden Identity and Name" lightness skill to kill some villains from inside the city, then flew up to the city gate tower. Seeing Guo Fu in danger, he couldn't help but say with concern, "Fu'er! Be careful! Step back! I'll deal with these bastards!"

He slid down, unleashing the "Mountain Splitting" technique from the "Hundred Victories Sword Technique" with both palms. The fierce palm force cleaved through the shield formation on the left flank. He then used the "Nine Palaces Divine Speed ​​Leg," a 360-degree spinning kick that created a wave of ice, freezing two hundred centurions into ice sculptures. After turning around, he kicked a man squarely in the chest, piercing through the Mongolian general's ribs. The splattered blood droplets were condensed into blood crystals by his icy aura in mid-air.

Guo Fu managed to break free of her sword, only to see a Mongol centurion's iron spear already piercing Shi Feiyang's back.

Without thinking, she shoved Shi Feiyang aside with her shoulder. The tip of the iron spear grazed her shoulder blade, drawing a trail of blood.

Shi Feiyang scolded him affectionately, "Are you crazy!" Then he used his "Transferring Flowers and Jade" skill to redirect the centurion's iron spear in one direction, killing several Mongol soldiers and stringing them together like a "mutton skewer"!
He pulled Guo Fu into his arms, his icy aura instantly protecting her wounds, his voice trembling like never before.

"You're the one who's crazy!" Guo Fu bit her silver teeth into the dragon pattern on his black armor, the taste of blood mixed with icy air rushing into her throat, and said willfully, "Who told you to always turn your back to others? My mother said... that husband and wife are one, and it's my turn to protect your back!"

Her Qingfeng sword suddenly thrust back, the tip of which precisely struck the centurion's throat.

Shi Feiyang embraced Guo Fu, spun around, and unleashed the "Shocking Calamity" divine skill. His icy gaze swept over the swarming Mongol soldiers. Wherever his icy gaze fell, over a thousand enemy soldiers were instantly covered in frost, their bodies crumbling and cracking, turning into ice shards scattered all over the ground.

As he looked down, he saw Guo Fu tearing at the hem of her skirt with her teeth, trying to bandage his forearm that had been cut by a stray arrow—the wound was nothing to brace for, but when she touched it with her fingertips, it seemed hotter than the beacon fires of Xiangyang.

Guo Fujiao shouted, "Don't move!" Suddenly, golden thread wrapped around his wound, the stitches crooked but exceptionally tight, and she proudly said, "My mother's 'Orchid Finger Technique' can stop bleeding, and my 'Golden Thread Binding' is no less effective!"

Her nose brushed against his black armor, and she suddenly laughed, saying sweetly, "Look, now we're really connected."

As the second wave of Mongol soldiers charged, Shi Feiyang activated his Mingyu Gong to the "Supreme Forgetfulness: Ice Soul Cold Prison" level, erecting an ice-blue wall to protect Guo Fu inside. She angrily retorted, "Shi Feiyang, are you crazy? We agreed to be husband and wife as one! Don't try to be a hero alone!"

Shi Feiyang then used his "Flower Transference" skill to redirect the incoming rain of arrows into the air. Guo Fu roared from inside the ice wall, "You protect Xiangyang, I protect you, just like... just like the dragon on your Xuanjia armor is always entwined with the flowers I embroidered!"

However, Shi Feiyang remained silent and did not release Guo Fu, keeping her under tight protection.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang used the "Ten Thousand Ren Piercing Clouds" divine skill from the Sacred Heart Manual. He channeled his Mingyu Gong, raised his palm, and transformed ice into a blade, shooting straight into the sky. It pierced through the clouds and pierced the back of a Mongol soldier who was climbing the city wall, freezing him to death.

Countless ice shards crashed into the moat, splashing up bursts of blood-red water.

Then, Shi Feiyang used his "Shifting Flowers and Jade" divine skill to shift the ice wall trapping Guo Fu and smash it into the three masters of the "Tianyuan Sect" who were besieging Lu Youjiao. *Bang!* The three masters of the "Tianyuan Sect" were struck on the back of the head, blood splattering everywhere. They all fell backward, dizzy and disoriented. Guo Fu seized the opportunity, wielding her sword and darting past. The sharp tip of the sword sliced ​​through them, instantly splattering blood from their necks. The three masters of the "Tianyuan Sect" died a gruesome death, their eyes wide open in disbelief.

Guo Fu landed beside Shi Feiyang, her voice trembling with tears, but her eyes shone like stars as she choked out, "Don't ever block my way again, or I'll tie you to a pillar in the arrow tower with golden thread!"

A sudden warmth seeped from Shi Feiyang's icy expression. When he pulled her into his arms, he discovered that her shoulder had already been slashed open by an iron spear, leaving a wound about an inch deep. She had simply wrapped it with gold thread and endured it until now.

He recalled Mei Qile's words in Liaodong: "Love is both a weakness and an armor," and said with genuine emotion, "Fu'er, you are my life! If you are lost, my life will be lost too." Guo Fu was moved to tears that fell like pearls from a broken string.

At this moment, a centurion swung his spiked club at Shi Feiyang. Guo Fu, still holding Shi Feiyang, spun around and used the "Nine Palaces Divine Leg" technique taught by Shi Feiyang. A side kick landed squarely on the back of the opponent's knee, but she didn't expect the spiked club on her right to smash towards her face—the centurion's "Mad Demon Staff Technique" was actually a style of the Black Wind Cult, and the "Bone-Corroding Powder" at the end of the club gleamed with a ghostly blue light in the sunlight.

Shi Feiyang spun around with Guo Fu in his arms, and with his left palm struck out the "Mountain Splitting" move of the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique," the palm wind carrying icy waves that shattered the spiked club.

Immediately afterwards, he released Guo Fu, leaped up, and swept a 360-degree spinning kick across the throats of three centurions. Then, with a spinning back kick, he struck the fourth attacker squarely in the chest. The man staggered backward, revealing the skull token of the Tianyuan Sect beneath his black robe.

Shi Feiyang coldly questioned, "Are you all disciples of the old ghost Tianyuan?" His Xuanjia Ice Pattern flashed with killing intent, and he said mockingly, "Back in Liaodong, your grandmaster's 'Blood Transformation Palm' wasn't this ineffective." He instantly unleashed the "Evil Blood Calamity" divine skill, and the man immediately vomited blood. In a short while, he withered up like a monkey and collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing.

The rain of arrows from the west gate tower suddenly intensified. Lu Youjiao's dog-beating stick whirled through the arrows, sweeping thirty fire arrows towards the Mongol army formation. He then roared, "Brother Shi, be careful! Liu Wuchang, the 'Death-Taking Judge' of Hell's Gate, is coming up!"

Liu Wuchang's judge's pen, reeking of corpses, wafted over, its barb entwined with the skeletons of three Song soldiers. His "Soul-Hooking Pen" was designed to strike between the eyebrows. Just as the pen reached Shi Feiyang's eyes, Shi Feiyang used his "Flower-Shifting Jade" divine skill to twist the pen's momentum, causing it to pierce his own throat.

Blood splattered from Liu Wuchang's neck as he fell backward, dying a gruesome death in an instant.

Shi Feiyang kicked Liu Wuchang up and sent his corpse flying into the moat. He then cursed, "This paltry trick doesn't even deserve to be called 'Death-Taking'!" He unleashed his "Heavenly Silkworm Skill," and the powerful silver silkworm threads formed from his true energy suddenly flew out, shimmering with crystal light as they wrapped around the wrists of nineteen Mongol generals. The silver silkworm threads took the opportunity to burrow into their meridians, severing their internal energy and forcing it back into their hearts, ripping their internal organs and killing them.

"What superb skills!" A sinister laugh echoed from below the city wall. Cui Ming, the leader of the Hell Gate, nicknamed "Ghost-Slayer," leaped onto the wall, stepping over the corpses of Mongol soldiers. His "Soul-Snatching Claws" tore open the chests of two Song generals, their hearts still pounding in his palms. He grinned maliciously, "Boy, my 'Ripper' is far more interesting than your ice block!"

Shi Feiyang used his palm as a knife, slashing out with his palm. When the ice blade pierced Cui Ming's chest, it was suddenly bounced away by a strange force—the opponent had actually mastered the "Indestructible Vajra Body" of the Tibetan Tantric sect.

Shi Feiyang cursed angrily, "You dog, Phagpa! Did you think I couldn't destroy you? Humph!" With a swing of his palms, he had already used the "Emperor's Heavenly Thunder" divine skill, turning ice into lightning and attacking the enemy. The ice lightning exploded on Cui Ming's shoulder, and the skin exposed where the soft armor broke was actually tattooed with the blood curse of Mongolian shamanism.

Guo Fu's Qingfeng sword, combined with Shi Feiyang's palm strike, unleashed the "Breaking the Moment" move of the "Yue Nu Sword Technique." The moment the sword tip grazed the opponent's knee, she heard Shi Feiyang whisper in her ear: "The third bone in this thief's left rib is a weakness in his soft armor."

She immediately drew her sword and plunged it into the third bone of Cui Ming's left rib.

Cui Ming's screams immediately echoed throughout the city tower.

Shi Feiyang unleashed the "Slaying the Mortal World" technique from the Hundred Victories Blade Technique, cleaving Cui Ming into countless fragments. The old demon's blood splattered onto Guo Fu's face, but she didn't close her eyes. Instead, she used a golden thread dipped in blood to draw a crooked "Victory" character on Shi Feiyang's armor, and then playfully said, "My mother said that killing someone should involve getting a bit of blood on your hands to be a true hero."

In the southeast corner, Mei Jinghong was embroiled in a fierce battle with three Tibetan lamas, wielding the "Plum Blossom Sword Technique." The leader, the "Extinction of Nature" Dharma King, formed hand seals, and the bricks and tiles that fell with his "Great Hand Seal" turned to dust in mid-air. His "Joyful Zen Skill" true energy, carrying a sweet and pungent smell, caused two hundred Plum Blossom Gang disciples to collapse to the ground.

Shi Feiyang used the mysterious lightness skill "Hidden Body and Name" to weave through the enemy ranks and layers of corpses, cursing angrily, "How dare you, you bald monk!" He then used "Sword Twenty-Three," and the sword energy domain suddenly expanded. The hand seal of the Destroyer Dharma King froze in mid-air, and his primordial spirit was forcibly pulled out of his body—it was a poisonous scorpion with nine eyes, emitting a shrill cry in the sword energy domain.

Shi Feiyang raised his hand and slashed down with his palm blade. The scorpion's primordial spirit turned into green smoke, while the physical body of the Extinction Dharma King shattered inch by inch in the frozen space-time.

The remaining two hundred lamas unleashed their "Great Seal of Tantra," but Shi Feiyang used his "Transferring Flowers and Jade" divine skill to redirect their movements, causing the two hundred lamas to instantly kill each other, striking each other's bodies. In an instant, a piercing, heart-wrenching sound of breaking bones echoed from the city wall.

The disciples of the "Blood Blade Sect" licked the blood off their blades, their "Blood Blade Scripture" sword techniques glowing red as they slashed at the Song soldiers who were bandaging their wounds.

Shi Feiyang raised his hand and unleashed the "Dragon-Capturing Skill." As his palm swept across, the Blood Blade Sect disciples were pulled towards him. Without stopping, Shi Feiyang kicked the Blood Blade Sect disciples who had been dragged to his side by his "golden dragon" one by one. The Blood Blade Sect disciples all suffered broken ribs and fell out of the city, crashing into the Mongol cavalry below. The Mongol cavalrymen were knocked off their horses, and the sound of bones colliding filled the air. The Mongol cavalrymen were thrown into chaos and had no choice but to turn their horses around and retreat from the front of Xiangyang City.

The shouts of the Mongol soldiers gradually faded into the distance, while the large banner bearing the character "Song" on the city wall fluttered in the setting sun.

Shi Feiyang bent down to bandage Guo Fu's wounds. Her fingertips gently traced the back of his hand, and she suddenly hummed a tune from Peach Blossom Island. The melody, mixed with the smell of blood, was more moving than any war song.

From afar came Qu Kan's wild laughter, and the followers of the Sun Moon Cult cheered and jumped for joy on the city wall.

The Beggars' Sect disciples, wielding their Dog-Beating Sticks, shouted in unison, "Having fought a hundred battles in the yellow sands, clad in golden armor, Shi Lang's ingenious plan brings peace to the world!" Mei Jinghong led the Plum Blossom Gang disciples to cooperate with the Song soldiers in repairing the city walls.

Shi Feiyang beckoned Mei Jinghong, Lu Youjiao, Qu Kan, and Song Jiang to come over for a meeting. He said not to repair the city walls, but for the disciples of each gang to rest and recuperate. Tonight at midnight, the Mongol soldiers will surely use siege ladders to scale the city walls. We will let the Mongol soldiers into the city to fight. The disciples of each gang will lie in ambush in the streets and alleys. Once the Mongol soldiers enter the city, their cavalry will be unable to deploy and will lose their advantage. They will certainly be no match for us.

Having said that, he slammed the bamboo slips of Sun Tzu's Art of War onto the judgment table in the arrow tower. The four characters "luring the enemy deep into our territory" shone brightly in the candlelight. The ice patterns on the black armor flowed, complementing the ink marks on the bamboo slips and forming a bluish-black color.

Lu Youjiao scolded, "Brother Shi, you've gone mad!" The dog-beating stick struck the brick floor, sparks flying, and the copper band on the end of the stick hit the corner of the table, causing candle wax to fall. He analyzed, "With 50,000 Mongol cavalry pressing in, if we let them into the city, what will become of the people of Xiangyang?"

His gaze swept over the city defense map on the table, his finger slammed heavily on the barbican of the west gate, and he said angrily, "This old beggar has been in the Beggars' Sect for thirty years and has never heard of the idea of ​​bringing jackals into one's home!"

Qu Kan's Black Blood Needle suddenly pierced the crossroads on the map, and the sun and moon markings at the end of the silver needle flickered in the candlelight.

Instead, he rebuked Lu Youjiao, saying sternly, "Chief Lu, you are mistaken." This leader of the Sun Moon Sect always liked to wear a faded Taoist robe, but at this moment he lifted the corner of the robe to reveal the token at his waist.

Then, he said in a deep voice, "Sun Tzu said, 'Warfare is based on deception.' Brother Shi's 'closing the door to catch the thief' move is more cost-effective than a direct confrontation. We can't be so passively defensive every day. Even if we had enough troops and reinforcements, we would still be exhausted on the city walls."

Then, he drew an arc on the map with his magic needle and said in a resounding voice, "My followers have already planted gunpowder in the North Street winery, just waiting for the Mongols to come in. Therefore, I support Brother Shi's proposal!"

Mei Jinghong wrapped her gold thread around the wooden frame of the case, neatly gathering the scattered bamboo slips together.

The plum blossom hairpin in his hair reflected the candlelight, but his words carried the chill of Liaodong.

He analyzed, "Master Qu only knows one aspect." The old hero pointed to the well on the map and said confidently, "The Mongols are good at drinking raw water. I have already ordered my disciples to put 'awakening powder' in each well. Although it is not fatal, it can reduce their strength by 30%." Then he turned to Shi Feiyang, and a golden thread circled around the ice pattern on his black armor, reminding him, "But the timing of this 'feigned indifference' must be precisely controlled."

"Nonsense!" General Zhang Wei of the Song Dynasty slammed his hand on the table, the crisp sound of the armor plates colliding startling the night owls under the eaves.

The veteran general, who had guarded Xiangyang for ten years, pointed at Shi Feiyang's nose, wine stains dripping from his beard onto the city defense map, and said arbitrarily, "General Shi, do you know how many women and children are hidden in the west gate? Letting the Mongols in is tantamount to letting them die by the sword!"

His sword suddenly drew, its gleam reflecting the beacon fires below the city wall, and he foolishly declared, "This humble general would rather die in battle than become a sinner for all time!"

Guo Fu advised, "General Zhang, please calm down." She pointed to the defense map Shi Feiyang had drawn the night before, where the words "deception and reality" were marked in vermilion. She then said meaningfully, "Master Shi said that Sun Tzu's 'deceiving the heavens to cross the sea' is meant to make the Mongols think we can't hold the city." She paused, then provided an example: "My father defended Xiangyang for twenty years, and didn't he often use the 'feint to the east while attacking the west' tactic?"

Shi Feiyang was moved by Guo Fu's personality change, because it was after she married him that her personality changed; before that, she was incredibly domineering. Now it seems that love can indeed change a person.

So he patiently said, "General Zhang, please take a look." He drew three arcs on the map with his fingertips and said with a well-thought-out plan, "Use 'drawing the firewood from under the cauldron' to burn the Mongol soldiers' food supplies in the north street; use 'fishing in troubled waters' in the south street to have the Beggar Clan disciples disguised as refugees to disrupt the formation; the most important thing is this crossroads."

He condensed the icy energy of his Mingyu Gong into a square on the diagram, and then calmly said, "Finally, we will use the 'closing the door to catch the thief' strategy to cut off their retreat."

Lu Youjiao tapped his pipe on the sole of his shoe and said with considerable worry, "What if..."

Shi Feiyang interrupted him, saying firmly, "There's no 'what if'."

After a pause, Shi Feiyang's gaze swept over everyone, his icy eyes making the candlelight tremble. He then analyzed, "The Mongol commander Subutai is stubborn and self-willed. Seeing us 'defending without attacking,' he will surely think we are cowardly." He suddenly took off the dragon-patterned ring from his black armor and placed it on the location of the commander's mansion on the map, decisively saying, "This is the key to 'capturing the king to capture the thief.' I will personally oversee this."

Guo Fu said affectionately, "Lord Shi, I'll go with you. What Mother meant by 'substituting one thing for another' is that someone has to take the fall for you." The generals and leaders of the various gangs had no further objections. Shi Feiyang then took Guo Fu's arm and walked down the city wall to return to the Guo residence to sleep.

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As the third watchman's clapper sounded, most of the torches on the city tower suddenly went out.

Shi Feiyang, embracing Guo Fu, used his unparalleled "Thousand Miles Without Leaving a Trace" lightness skill to carry her to the west gate's barbican. The icy aura of his black armor condensed into frost flowers on the city bricks, intertwining with the gold thread on the hem of her skirt. Lu Youjiao's dog-beating stick struck the "startle the snake" signal on the north street, while Mei Jinghong's plum blossom darts left the "waiting for the rabbit" mark on the wine flags on the south street. Qu Kan's black blood needles had already shot into the Mongol army's vanguard camp like a rain of stars.

Shi Feiyang, with Guo Fu in his arms, floated down and said with a smile, "Shi has arrived." He then gently separated Guo Fu and placed his hand on the city bricks. The icy air flowed through the cracks in the bricks, freezing the rolling stone mechanism guarding the city with a thin layer of ice.

He had already seen the Mongol soldiers' ladders reaching the city walls, with the centurion at the front carrying a wolf-head banner, his helmet plume still adorned with the headscarves of Xiangyang people—the "bait" deliberately released during the day.

Guo Fu's Qingfeng sword suddenly drew its sheath, the tassel wrapping around the wrist of a Black Wind Cult member climbing the city. Just as the villain's poisonous claws were about to gouge out her eyes, Shi Feiyang's "Heavenly Silkworm Skill" pierced through his palm with silver threads. As the silver threads flashed, the poisonous claws reversed and gouged into his own eye sockets.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang unleashed his "Nine Palaces Divine Leg," a flying kick that froze thirty Mongol soldiers on the ladder with the icy air from the soles of his boots. With another back kick, the city bricks shattered like jade, effectively blocking the enemies from climbing the city walls.

Guo Fu rushed over and approached Shi Feiyang, finally daring to say affectionately in public, "Husband, look!" She pointed her sword at the northeast corner, where the Mongol army was in disarray—the Sun Moon Cult disciples of Qu Kan, disguised as routed soldiers, were leading them into a trap on the south street.

She flicked her sword back, the tassel entwining itself around the bone-piercing nail aimed at Shi Feiyang's back. With a quick step and a side kick, she knocked over the Black Wind Cultist's corpse, blocking another volley of arrows. She then said affectionately, "I said I would protect you!"

Shi Feiyang unleashed his "Shocking Calamity" divine skill, sweeping towards the west. Cui Sansheng, the leader of the Hell Gate, was crushing the skulls of Song soldiers. Wherever Shi Feiyang's icy gaze fell, Cui Sansheng's right arm suddenly exploded into ice shards, black blood splattering onto the city bricks, even emitting white smoke.

The old demon grinned and roared, "Little brat, do you know what hell is?" Ignoring the pain of his shattered right arm, he unleashed the "Blood Transformation Divine Palm" with his left palm. Nine bone-piercing nails were wrapped in blood mist and aimed straight at Shi Feiyang's face.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly: "You think you can beat me?" He unleashed the "Breaking the Universe" technique of the Hundred Victories Blade Technique with both palms! The fierce palm blades cleaved through the opponent's palm wind, and the icy air collided with the blood mist, condensing into a sky full of blood crystals.

Guo Fu charged forward, wielding the Qingfeng Sword, the tip of which precisely struck the opponent's "Qihai" acupoint. Cui Sansheng's screams were choked back by Shi Feiyang's "Evil Blood Calamity" divine skill, blood gushing from his seven orifices, his corpse curling up into a shriveled monkey shape.

Just as Shi Feiyang was about to turn around, he saw Guo Fu suddenly rush over, using her back to block a hidden arrow. The arrowhead pierced through her breastplate and sparked against her black armor. He scolded, "Are you crazy again!" He quickly pulled her into his arms, his icy aura swirling to protect her wound, his voice trembling.

Guo Fu smiled as she pulled out the arrow shaft, gripped the Qingfeng sword, and suddenly thrust it at Shi Feiyang's back, engaging in fierce combat with the attacker's "Soul-Severing Blade"—Li Wuju, the eldest son of Li Tianxiao, the vice leader of the Black Wind Sect, whose blade was still stained with the blood of Plum Blossom Gang disciples.

Shi Feiyang unleashed his Divine Claw Technique, unleashing the "Dragon's Roar to the Nine Heavens" move, his five fingers like hooks, crushing Li Wuju's neck.

As the second wave of Mongol soldiers' ladders reached the city wall, the two stood back to back at the crenellation. Guo Fu's Qingfeng sword and Shi Feiyang's palm strike rose simultaneously, the sword tassels and ice patterns intertwining in the blood-red light.

From afar came Lu Youjiao's shouts, and the Beggars' Sect disciples unleashed the "Beating Two Dogs" technique of the Dog-Beating Stick, cutting off the Mongol army's vanguard in half.

Mei Jinghong led the disciples of the Plum Blossom Gang to simultaneously unleash the "Falling Petals Palm," swirling peach petals and weaving a fragrant mist over the trap on South Street.

Qu Kan used his "Star Absorbing Technique" to completely drain the internal energy of the Mongol commander who was leading his troops to charge, as the Black Blood Divine Needle pierced his throat. He said mockingly, "You damned thief, how does it feel to 'remove the ladder after climbing onto the roof'?"

The clapper sounded at the fourth watch.

Shi Feiyang used both palms as swords, unleashing "Sword Twenty-Three." The sword energy field enveloped the crossroads. In the frozen space-time, the Mongol soldiers' charging posture froze in mid-air, Subutai's banner was frozen into glass by the icy energy, and his primordial spirit was about to escape when it was cleaved in two by Shi Feiyang's palm strike.

Shi Feiyang roared, "Brothers, we must use the 'cut off the fuel supply' strategy against these wolves! Kill them!" Guo Fu approached again and cried out, "Husband, look!" She pointed her sword at the gunpowder depot on the north street, where the firelight reflected Qu Kan's maniacal laughter.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Leader Qu's 'ruse' has succeeded!"

Shi Feiyang said tenderly, "The use of all the plans tonight is entirely due to your support, Madam!" After saying that, he waved his hands and used the "Emperor's Heavenly Thunder" divine skill, turning ice into lightning and attacking the enemy, blasting the Mongol soldiers in the city to pieces.

In the blinding light of the exploding ice and thunder, he and Guo Fu witnessed Lu Youjiao's dog-beating stick raising the "Song" banner amidst the pile of corpses. Mei Jinghong led the Plum Blossom Gang disciples to transfer the wounded civilians to the Marshal's Mansion. Zhang Wei's sword cut the last suspension bridge rope at the barbican.

Shi Feiyang roared, "Close the net!" He then used his palm as a sword, unleashing "Sword Twenty-Three," drawing a final arc that trapped the remaining Mongol soldiers within the icy aura. Within the sword's domain, the remaining Mongol soldiers were all frozen in time, gradually being frozen into ice sculptures, their bodies shattering into ice shards scattered across the ground. They truly didn't even know how they died.

Shi Feiyang laughed triumphantly, then said loudly, "This is exactly the so-called 'closing the door to catch the thief' strategy."

As dawn broke, the stench of blood in Xiangyang was finally mingled with the aroma of steamed buns.

Shi Feiyang's black armor was stained with the blood of more than 10,000 Mongol soldiers.

Lu Youjiao, with his dog-beating stick carrying Subutai's head, laughed loudly at the crossroads.

Mei Jinghong's plum blossom darts were sending the good news of the "Great Victory of Xiangyang" in all directions, Qu Kan's black blood needle had carved the four characters "Sun Tzu's Art of War" on the city tower, and Zhang Wei's sword was stuck diagonally in front of the general's mansion, with Guo Fu's gold thread wrapped around the scabbard.

Guo Fu exclaimed with emotion, "Now I finally understand what it means to subdue the enemy without fighting!" Shi Feiyang carried her back to the mansion, where they bathed and changed clothes together, then rolled into bed. They were tired and sleepy, but also very happy, blissful, and content! (End of Chapter)