King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 595 - 199: Sword Control Technique

At the same time, the Thirty-Six Celestial Spirit Sword Puppets unleashed the "Sword Control Technique," whistling through the air in hot pursuit.

The sword puppets, cloaked in black capes whipping in the wind, held long swords emitting a ghostly blue light. They seemed like malevolent spirits from the Nine Nether Hell, exuding an aura of terror, resembling a swarm of specters rushing towards the crowd.

Shi Feiyang saw this and fury ignited within him like a roaring flame.

His eyes widened in anger, and with a bellow like a resounding bell, he executed the "Divine Dragon Claw" technique.

His hands resembled the claws of a divine dragon, with the force of mountains collapsing and seas overturning, as he seized two iron chains with a swift motion. His muscles tensed, veins bulging as he tore with strength. With a loud "crack," the chains snapped, and Shi Feiyang used the broken chains as hidden weapons, his arm swinging them like black lightning, piercing through several sword puppets instantly.

The sword puppets let out a muffled roar, their bodies falling like kite tails snapped, plummeting into the valley.

Liao Pei, known for "Long Arm Fist," was energized and refused to back down.

With a loud shout, he swung his arms like an enraged lion and unleashed the precise moves of Long Arm Fist, charging towards the broken chain bridge.

His arms were like a pair of massive hammers, each swing bringing a strong gust that caused the surrounding air to tremble. Under the impact of his fist’s wind, the sword puppets were forced to retreat, barely able to maintain their hold on their swords.

Liao Pei seized the opportunity, striking the rocks on either side of the broken bridge with his palms, resulting in a loud collision.

Using this powerful recoil, Liao Pei successfully reconnected the broken bridge, creating a path for everyone.

Lie Quan, with focused eyes, drew his Heaven and Earth Saber, its blade gleaming coldly.

He spun his figure, like a silver whirlwind, rushing into the midst of the sword puppets.

Each slash of his blade carried tremendous force, the blade energy cutting through and scattering the sword puppets.

Wu Zhong, known as "Iron Palm," stepped forward boldly, channeling Inner Strength into his palms, which glowed red like a pair of burning branding irons.

He struck out at the charging sword puppets with a series of palms, the swoosh of his palm winds sending them staggering, some even being directly knocked back. As for Xiao Lingling, wielding the "Mandarin Duck Saber," her movements were as graceful as a blooming lotus, dancing amidst the sword puppets.

Her dual blades wove seamlessly, their flashes tight like dancing dragons, engaging in fierce combat with the sword puppets. Each move evaded the sword puppets’ attacks precisely, delivering lethal blows in return.

Xiang Kun, referred to as the "Iron Flute Scholar," stood at the rear, placing the iron flute to his lips, playing an eerie tune. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The flute notes, like an invisible force, swirled through the air, disrupting the movements of the sword puppets.

The orderly formation of the sword puppets began to disarray, their sword swings slowed.

Miao Menlong, the "Divine Archer," swiftly drew his bow and released arrows, his actions fluid as flowing clouds and water.

His gaze fierce, he locked onto targets, arrows shooting out like falling stars, piercing through the sword puppets with a sharp whistle.

Each arrow hit its mark accurately, making defense impossible for the sword puppets. Shan Zhi, not to be outdone, flung his arms, and the throwing darts scattered like snowflakes, glinting coldly, aiming for the vital points of the sword puppets.

In no time, the sword puppets were hit, riddled with wounds, their black blood dripping out.

Jin Liufu, known as the "Water Dragon," leapt into the mountain stream by the cliff side.

In the water, he moved with great ease, rapidly swimming towards the sword puppets.

Upon reaching the sword puppets, he employed unique water-based techniques, sending splashes with kicks and punches, dragging the sword puppets into the water.

Lu Dechu, referred to as "Barrel," utilized the "Thousand-Jin Drop," his entire being becoming like a majestic mountain, rolling towards the sword puppets.

The sword puppets, intimidated by his great power, scrambled to evade, throwing their formation into chaos.

Jiang Huotian, known as "Bamboo Pole," moved nimbly, like a reed swaying in the wind, weaving skillfully among the sword puppets.

The bamboo pole in his hand moved like a lively snake, constantly poking at the sword puppets’ vulnerabilities, catching them off guard.

Gongsun Ren, nicknamed "Centipede," rapidly moved his hands, releasing countless tiny hidden weapons like a swarm of venomous centipedes flying towards the sword puppets.

The hidden weapons were laced with poison; once struck, the sword puppets would be poisoned instantly, their actions slowed.

Yang Feng, the "Cyan-faced Beast," summoned his eagle, which circled in the air before diving towards the sword puppets.

The eagle circled in the air, letting out a sharp cry, its wings creating a mighty gust.

It seized the moment, plummeting like a black lightning.

Its sharp talons were like gleaming blades, reaching for the sword puppets’ heads and arms.

The sword puppets, stiff in movement, were thrown into disarray by the sudden fierce attack. Their sword swings turned chaotic, preventing them from focusing on attacking.

Under the united effort, the sword puppets gradually faltered, their formation breaking apart and beginning to retreat.

The group seized the chance to swiftly cross the chain bridge, leaving the sword puppets to roar in vain from across the bank, successfully evading their pursuit. Though they faced many fierce battles on the chivalrous journey, Shi Feiyang and the Heroic Sakura Association heroes remained undaunted, growing more courageous through the trials, feeling an endless surge of energy, believing this perilous winter to be exciting and delightful.

On this day, they arrived at the Nanyang Basin.

The Dan River flowed gracefully like a winding jade belt, surrounded by rolling mountains encircling the land, a scene that should have been tranquil and picturesque.

However, the arrival of the "Outer Border Demoness" Fu Anxing was like a nightmare descending, instantly casting a chilling shadow over the place. As Shi Feiyang and the heroes entered the basin, they were immediately met with a pungent, nauseating stench akin to rotting corpses mixed with sewage, turning their stomachs.

Soon, countless Seven-Colored Gu Butterflies swarmed from all directions, their wings shimmering with eerie and vibrant hues, dancing elegantly in mid-air, appearing beautiful yet hiding deadly peril.

As the Gu Butterflies fluttered, a dense, inky black miasma spread swiftly, like a massive dark cloud enveloping everyone, obscuring their vision, leaving everything in chaos.

In this suffocating miasma, the mysterious and eerie killing formation of the Western Illusion Sound Workshop loomed faintly.