King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 824 - 244: The Chivalrous Shadow’s Schemes Break the Deadlock, Dark Undercurrents Toy with the Flock of Warlords (Part 2)

King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 824 - 244: The Chivalrous Shadow’s Schemes Break the Deadlock, Dark Undercurrents Toy with the Flock of Warlords (Part 2)

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Chapter 824: Chapter 244: The Chivalrous Shadow’s Schemes Break the Deadlock, Dark Undercurrents Toy with the Flock of Warlords (Part 2)

Shi Feiyang frowned deeply, secretly speculating about the identities and intentions of these two people, as a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

Blood Rakshasa also seemed to notice these two figures, and her heart tightened, realizing the situation was becoming more dire.

Always proud, she dared not be careless at this moment. Her moves tightened, and her long whip lashed continuously, forming a red barrier that enveloped the two of them.

Her figure fluttered like willow catkins in the wind, the treasure sword in her hand glinting coldly, complementing the long whip.

For a moment, the interweaving sword light and whip shadows dazzled the eyes. Amidst this chaotic display, a crisp shout rang out like a phoenix’s cry, and Blood Rakshasa leapt up, executing a move called "Black Dragon Churning Sea."

This move was astonishingly powerful. Her body spun rapidly in the air, creating a small whirlwind, and the treasure sword in her hand thrust like a dragon out to sea, directly targeting the throat of the samurai wielding an iron sword.

The samurai wielding the iron sword had no time to react before his throat was pierced by the sword, and with a "thud," he fell dead to the ground.

His eyes were still wide open, his face full of astonishment and unwillingness.

The one wielding the iron crutch was greatly alarmed at the sight, and his soul nearly left his body in fright.

Daring not to fight further, he hurriedly swung his crutch, feigning a move, intending to flee. But his actions were no match for Blood Rakshasa’s speed. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Blood Rakshasa’s long whip coiled like a red lightning bolt, and in an instant, it snatched away his iron crutch.

A glint of coldness flashed in Blood Rakshasa’s eyes, and with a backhanded whip, she struck the samurai heavily on the skull.

A resounding "crack" was heard, like a thunderclap on a clear day, and his skull was instantly shattered.

The samurai let out a wretched scream, the sound utterly piercing, as his brains spilled across the ground, creating a scene of extreme bloodshed.

In this silent desert night, the horrific scene appeared extraordinarily terrifying, like a painting of human purgatory.

At this moment, the two figures, like ghosts, swiftly approached one after the other.

Shi Feiyang concentrated his gaze, recognizing the leading figure as none other than the Young Manor Master of Divine Sword Manor, Xie Zhichuan.

He thought to himself, his expression grave: "Last time at Sword Casting Valley, I destroyed Xie Zhichuan’s inner power with the Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand. How did this fiend have such fortune? Could he have consumed some miraculous elixir, not only restoring his power but now his aura, this cur Xie, his inner power seems even more formidable than before.

I never imagined such a shameless character could also ally with Ha-ha Map, truly despicable!"

A glint of coldness flashed in Shi Feiyang’s eyes, like a meteor in the cold night, filled with a chilling intent to kill, as he kept a fixed gaze on Xie Zhichuan, his mind racing, calculating his next move.

Blood Rakshasa had just dispatched three samurai with whip and sword like a violent storm and swiftly subdued Dugu Yan, feeling a thrill of satisfaction.

Now, seeing Xie Zhichuan unexpectedly appear, her already cold and elegant face turned even darker, like the sky before a storm.

Her brows arched, she pointed her whip directly at Xie Zhichuan, and shouted fiercely: "Xie Zhichuan, so it’s you, you dog! Hmph! You couldn’t have my Lan Zhi, so you allied with Ha-ha Map to turn against me?"

Blood Rakshasa’s voice was sharp, like an owl screeching in the night, echoing far in the silent desert night.

"Outer Border Demoness" Fu Anxing, graceful yet exuding an icy aura, said coolly: "Blood Rakshasa, you’re mistaken. Young Master Xie is here to assist the leader of Ha-ha Map in unifying the great grassland, then marching on the Ming Court, achieving the ambition of uniting the world. The leader of Ha-ha Map will be the new Genghis Khan!"

Fu Anxing’s voice was icy, with the frostiness of the outer border, each word exuding ambition.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!" Blood Rakshasa heard and laughed up at the sky in anger.

The laughter was full of mockery, finding Fu Anxing’s words ridiculously presumptuous.

After her laughter, she suddenly lashed out with her whip, which sliced through the air in a red arc, like a bolt of lightning, while she rebuked: "Nonsense, with that pathetic look of Ha-ha Map, he dares dream of becoming Genghis Khan? Absolutely dreaming, let him keep dreaming his grand dreams!"

Blood Rakshasa’s eyes burned with fury, wishing to turn the two opposing her into ashes.

Seeing this, Xie Zhichuan’s figure shot like a bolt of lightning, leaping swiftly, like a swallow skimming the water, easily avoiding the whip’s attack.

His lips curled into a slight smirk, a sneer full of disdain and mockery, he said: "Your disciple Ling Lanzhi’s beloved, Shi Feiyang, is even worse than me! He already has eight wives, eight mothers-in-law. Ha-ha! Blood Rakshasa, you could only be his ninth mother-in-law, which is laughable."

Xie Zhichuan’s words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring a thousand waves, and Blood Rakshasa’s face turned ashen.

In anger, Blood Rakshasa’s brows arched, her eyes opened wide, glaring fiercely, she shouted: "Xie Zhichuan, you are content to be a thief, becoming someone’s lackey, stop speaking here!" With that, her whip made a "whizz-whizz" sound, like a spiritual snake slithering out, sweeping towards Xie Zhichuan; her sword followed, flashing coldly, slicing towards Xie Zhichuan with biting sword qi.

This move "Whip and Sword in Flight" was Blood Rakshasa’s renowned technique, astonishingly powerful, causing the air to quiver wherever it passed.

Hiding in the shadows, Shi Feiyang thought to himself: "Does Ling Lanzhi like me? Ha-ha! This must be Xie Zhichuan spouting nonsense, deliberately disturbing Blood Rakshasa’s mind. This fiend is malicious, must be guarded against."

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