King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 955: Chapter 266: The Maiden Braves the Northwest Villains, Heroes Hold Up the Sky

Upon finishing his words, he drew the iron flute from his waist and executed the "Mysterious Aural Acupuncture Technique," repeatedly striking toward Guo Xiangyu.

His body technique was extremely peculiar. Wherever the iron flute reached, the air twisted and emitted a sharp whistle, each strike carrying immense power, attempting to bring Guo Xiangyu to her death.

Guo Xiangyu gritted her teeth and snarled at her opponent, "Beast, I, Guo Xiangyu, wish I could devour your flesh and gnaw at your souls alive..."

Her voice was full of hatred, a hatred like a volcano on the verge of eruption, ready to consume these four fiends at any moment.

The bamboo knife in her hand danced tightly, trying to fend off the attack of two people.

Her eyes were firm, like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with an indomitable light in the darkness.

A middle-aged scholar in white clothes, seeing the scene, gave a sly smile, a smile tinged with impatience, as if urging this game to end quickly.

He said, "Guo Xiangyu, my brothers are weary of waiting for long. If you don’t comply yourself, do you still want us brothers to make a move?"

Having said that, he suddenly drew the long sword from his waist, and executed the "Mysterious Stabbing Technique," like a white lightning bolt, swiftly stabbing towards Guo Xiangyu.

The long sword shimmered with a cold light under the moonlight, like the scythe of Death God, carrying endless intent to kill. Meanwhile, the scholar in black also drew the iron ruler from his waist and performed the "Mysterious Splitting Technique," the iron ruler whistling harshly, hacking fiercely towards Guo Xiangyu’s vital parts.

In an instant, the four of them surrounded Guo Xiangyu, with glimmers of blades and swords flashing, the crisis of life and death was imminent.

Inside the inn, the candle flames flickered unsteadily in the cold wind, seemingly ready to be extinguished at any moment. The faint light struggled in the darkness, attempting to illuminate this space about to be engulfed in bloodiness.

In the courtyard, Guo Xiangyu was besieged by four people. Although she put up a fierce resistance, she was outnumbered and the situation was perilous.

The surrounding air was frozen with this tense atmosphere, every slight sound like the footsteps of Death God, pressing closer step by step.

Shi Feiyang stood with his hands behind his back at the window of the third-floor attic, his stance resembling a steadfast pine, his gaze sharp as cold stars, fixed on the heart-stopping fight on the ground.

At this moment, the courtyard had transformed into a battlefield shrouded in smoke, with the fierce cold wind howling past, carrying glimmers of blades and swords and angry shouts.

Shi Feiyang pondered in his heart, wanting to probe Guo Xiangyu’s true martial prowess, hence did not rashly make a move. The gale felt like a knife, cutting painfully across his face, yet it could not shake his steady posture as firm as a mountain, his clothes flapping loudly in the wind like a waving battle flag.

Xie Wen executed the "Feixu Qingyan Technique," his body light and ethereal, like willow catkins dancing with the spring breeze or a wisp of light smoke drifting leisurely in the sky, silently descending into the courtyard with Shi Xiong.

As soon as he landed, his gaze was sharp as lightning, instantly locking onto the middle-aged scholar in white, without hesitation, he fiercely swung the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net in his hand.

The net descended like a silver screen from the sky, shimmering with a cold gleam under the dim moonlight, enveloping the scholar in white with the force of thunderbolt, its speed as quick as lightning slicing through the night sky.

The middle-aged scholar in white, seeing this, turned pale instantly, his eyes filled with terror.

His reaction was also extremely quick, swiftly wielding his sword in a frantic dance, the treasure sword in his hand gleaming under the moonlight, like a nimble and deadly silver snake, madly tearing at the net descending like a prison.

For a time, only the "hissing" sounds were heard incessantly, the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net was actually cut open piece by piece by his treasure sword, fragments of the silk fluttering down, like a silver drizzle.

However, just as the scholar in white was concentrating on cutting the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net, Shi Xiong seized the opportunity, his Poisoned Horned Cone like a black lightning, carrying a fierce gust, flying towards him.

The scholar in white was both shocked and furious, a flush of anger reddening his face, quickly wielding his sword to block.

The Poisoned Horned Cone collided with the treasure sword, emitting a clear "clang" sound, like a war drum heralding an intense battle.

Seeing Xie Wen and Shi Xiong coming to her aid, Guo Xiangyu’s spirit soared, secretly thought in her heart: I estimate Shi Feiyang, Xie Wen, and Shi Xiong absolutely will not stand by idly. Hmph!

She snorted coldly, brandishing the bamboo knife in her hand, adopting a purely defensive stance, just waiting for Shi Feiyang and Xie Wen to strike a rescue.

Taking advantage of the scholar in white being distracted by fending off the Poisoned Horned Cone, Xie Wen’s eyes flashed with determination, without hesitation, he threw down another Celestial Silkworm Silk Net. This net once again encompassed the scholar in white with precision, like a hunter trapping prey again in a carefully laid snare.