King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 959: Chapter 267: Sword Shadows and Blade Light in the Inn—Heroic Spirits Battle Amidst the Clouds (Part 4)

Yet Shi Feiyang was, after all, Shi Feiyang. He swiftly turned around, his eyes like two cold beams, staring intently at the scholar in white like lightning. With a cold snort, his voice echoed like a great bell in the tense and silent courtyard: "Hmph, charlatan! Attempting to display such petty tricks before me is utterly foolish! Today marks your death; I shall ensure that scoundrels like you are completely annihilated to uphold the order of the Jianghu!" With that, both his palms swung rapidly, True Qi roaring forth from his palms like two colossal dragons, instantly encircling the scholar in white in a vortex of his Bright Jade Technique Qi.

The scholar in white felt a formidable, irresistible force pulling him, his body spinning uncontrollably in the vortex. The scenery before him blurred as if he was in a chaotic world. Soon, he was dizzy and disoriented, utterly terrified but unable to break free.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang’s eyes flashed decisively. His hand shot out like lightning, reaching for the scholar in white.

His hand, like an iron pincers, gripping the scholar in white’s neck with overwhelming force.

A crisp "crack" sounded, like lightning in the cold night, like ice shattering. The scholar in white’s neck was instantly broken.

His head tilted to one side, already dead, rolling to the ground after detaching from the body. It rolled a few circles before coming to a stop, eyes wide open, dead without closure. The body, losing its support, still gushed blood like a fountain, falling heavily onto the ground with a thud. The scarlet blood quickly spread across the cold surface.

The gray-robed and black-robed scholars, seizing the moment of distraction among the crowd, exchanged a glance, panic flashing in their eyes like startled birds. Knowing well that the situation was dire, they prioritized survival, abandoning the fight with Guo Xiangyu, fleeing in opposite directions like two lost dogs.

Xie Wen and Shi Xiong noticed, reacting swiftly. Their eyes conveyed determination and bravery as they decisively encircled the black-robed scholar, their steps steady and powerful, like two sharp blades, aiming to eliminate the cornered beast.

Seeing the gray-robed scholar trying to escape, Liu Mei stood upright like two sharp willow leaf sabers, her eyes wide open with rage.

Having endured hardships since childhood, the blood and turmoil of the Jianghu had forged her resilient and strong-willed character. Facing the fleeing scoundrel, her anger burned even fiercer, like an imminent volcano eruption.

She shouted crisply, her voice like an oriole exiting the valley yet carrying infinite authority: "Trying to run? Not so easy! Today, you who’ve committed countless sins won’t escape this girl’s hands. Prepare to die!"

With that, her form flickered like electricity, instantly turning, swinging a bamboo saber. A fierce blade aura wrapped in a chilling gust, like a silver dragon, with overwhelming force, shot toward the gray-robed scholar. Terrified, the gray-robed scholar hurriedly waved the flute to block, the flute’s sound sharp and discordant amidst the tense atmosphere, akin to his despairing wail.

Meanwhile, Shi Feiyang’s gaze was sharp, fixed on the gray-robed scholar attempting to flee, a burst of righteous valor rising in his heart.

Such villains with numerous misdeeds, how could they be easily pardoned? With a cold snort, his voice echoed like a great bell in the silent, yet blood-filled courtyard. Immediately, he slashed with his palm, his True Qi in the palm surging, instantly forming an immensely formidable blade aura.

The blade aura roared forth, akin to the divine axe that split the heavens in ancient times, with a destructive, overwhelming force.

Where the blade aura passed, the air seemed torn apart, emitting a "zz-zz" noise, and the dust on the ground was lifted by the powerful force, forming a small whirlwind.

The gray-robed scholar, already scared witless by Guo Xiangyu’s fierce assault, now saw Shi Feiyang’s lethal strike coming, and it was too late to dodge. A loud "crack" sounded like thunder on a clear day, the gray-robed scholar was instantly cleaved in two by the immense blade aura.

The two severed halves carried by a strong inertia flew aside, blood splattered like a fountain, drawing shocking lines of blood in the air. The surrounding ground was instantly dyed red, the scarlet stains under the dim moonlight emanating a nauseating stench.

The black-robed scholar witnessed this scene, his soul almost leaving his body, his legs weak as if he were a puddle of mud.

He knew well he was in a desperate situation, with only one thought in mind: to flee with all his might.

But having just managed a couple of steps, Xie Wen’s Celestial Silkworm Silk Net descended like a silver curtain from the sky, falling upon him with a speed too fast to cover one’s ears. This net glimmered coldly under the dim moonlight, resembling a death trap leaving no escape for the black-robed scholar.

The black-robed scholar was terrified, his eyes widened, filled with fear and despair.

He hurriedly swung the Iron Ruler in his hand, attempting to ward off the deadly Celestial Silkworm Silk Net.

However, the Celestial Silkworm Silk Net was immensely tough, far beyond what his ordinary Iron Ruler could easily deflect.

At that moment, Shi Xiong seized the opportunity, his Poisoned Horned Cone, like a black lightning bolt, hurtled through the air, carrying a fierce gust of wind.

The Poisoned Horned Cone traced black trajectories in the air, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, like a group of deadly wraiths.

The black-robed scholar was forced into a frantic state, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his breathing as labored as a bellows.