Chapter 1054 - 285: The Lonely Swan Laments Amid Snowy Peaks, Nine Netherworld Fiends Stain the Frostblade

Zhou Wanjie hastily raised his arms to block, but heard a series of "crack" sounds. His arm bones snapped, and his whole body flew backward like a broken kite.

Shi Feiyang’s Celestial Frost Blade pursued with the momentum, a flash of cold light, and half of an arm fell to the ground, splattering blood onto the giant stone at the "Nine Banner Deer Field," dyeing the character "deer" a glaring crimson.

Zhou Wanjie howled miserably, flinging "Bone-Piercing Nails" from his sleeve, seventy-two poisoned hidden weapons swarmed like bees. Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, the Bright Jade Technique protecting him, emanating a transparent Qi Wall. The hidden weapons exploded upon impact, intertwining poison smoke with frost mist, adding to the brutality.

He advanced on the snow, the Celestial Frost Blade pointing directly at Zhou Wanjie’s throat, murder in his eyes like the depths of a cold pond: "You thief, today it ends for good!"

Shi Feiyang stepped into the air, his dark cloak fluttering loudly, the Celestial Frost Blade emitting cold beams like a meteor piercing the day, straight for Zhou Wanjie’s throat.

The giant stone at "Nine Banner Deer Field" trembled with a roar.

Zhou Wanjie was pinned there, blood trickling down the strokes of the "deer" character, resembling an elegy painted with life.

The members of Nine Flags Gang watched their gang leader die miserably, their courage utterly broken, formation thrown into chaos, cries of alarm and the sound of weapons falling intertwining into a song of despair.

Vice Gang Leader Jiang Shaokun, face ash-gray, shouted hoarsely: "If the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood! Retreat to the headquarter, revenge will come another day!"

He led six Incense Masters of various heights, turning to flee, snow crunching underfoot like the Life-Ending Talisman of Death God.

Just then, the sound of breaking wind thundered from the horizon.

The masters of Heroic Sakura Association, divine soldiers descending from heaven—Liao Pei employing Door Eight Extremes Long Arm Fist, the fist wind ferocious, snow flying wherever it went; Lie Quan’s Heaven and Earth Saber whirled golden sabre energy, the blade light chilled to the bone; Wu Zhong’s two palms fluttered, gusts from the iron palms causing trees within several meters to shiver. Xiao Lingling’s Mandarin Duck Saber transformed into conjoint lotuses, flowers of the saber dancing while hidden with lethal intent; Miao Menlong drew his bow and nocked arrows, divine arrows shooting like pearls, leaving long trails of blood; Shan Zhi’s plum blossom darts fell like a shower of flowers, each one accurately hitting the enemy’s vital points.

"Want to escape? Helan Mountain is not a place for you dogs to come and go as you please!" Xie Wenying’s eyes like lightning, his iron claws like spiritual snakes emerging from a cave, wrapped around one Incense Master’s ankle, yanking him up sharply. That Incense Master screamed endlessly, struggling desperately in mid-air, but could not escape the shackles of death.

Shi Xiong, short in stature yet nimble as an ape, quietly slipped behind Jiang Shaokun under the cover of others.

"See where you can run!" Shi Xiong roared angrily, clutching the White Rainbow Treasure Sword like a serpent flicking its tongue, piercing straight at the other’s knee.

Jiang Shaokun screamed wretchedly, kneeling heavily, terror and despair filling his eyes. Lie Quan’s Heaven and Earth Saber was already poised to strike, a flash of cold light, Jiang Shaokun’s head soared into the sky, blood spraying like a fountain onto the Nine-Colored Banner, staining the conspicuous "Nine" a dark red. The banner fluttered fiercely in the wind, playing the final elegy for the demise of Nine Flags Gang.

Shi Feiyang stood amidst the pool of blood, surveying the surroundings, his voice booming like a great bell: "Nine Flags Gang, having committed numerous evils, today faces divine punishment! Our Heroic Sakura Association stands here not for dominance in the Martial Arts, but to protect the people of this land. If any scoundrel dare infringe, they shall come but never return!"

His words were like resounding gongs and drums, echoing throughout Helan Peak, startling countless birds, and stirring waves in the hearts of all present.

The setting sun on Helan Peak was as blood-red, three thousand disciples of Heroic Sakura Association clad in red attire, forming a river of fire on the snowy plains.

The weapons in their hands reflected the sunset’s afterglow, echoing the call of "Protect the country and aid the people," charging like tigers down the mountain towards the bandits of Nine Flags Gang.

Shi Feiyang stood high, carrying Guo Xiangyu, his dark cloak fluttering in the intense wind, the Celestial Frost Blade at his waist exuding cold light, akin to the deity overlooking the mountains for all living beings.

As dawn broke after fierce battling, Nine Banner Deer Field had become an Asura Purgatory, more than ten thousand evil bandits of Nine Flags Gang were slaughtered by the heroes of Heroic Sakura, leaving not a single living soul.

Dismembered limbs and shattered Nine-Colored Banner intertwined, staining the snow dark red, the air heavy with a nauseating stench of blood.

Shi Feiyang slowly walked into the Nine Flags Gang headquarter, the deerskin bag at his waist suddenly gleamed brightly, like the immense mouth of a glutton devouring all the piled wealth and resources within the storeroom. As the red banner of Heroic Sakura Association rose at the peak of Helan Mountain, Shi Feiyang looked down at Guo Xiangyu, his gaze gentle yet firm: "Xiangyu, from this day forth, we shall guard the wind and snow of Helan Mountain. When Heroic Sakura Association spreads its wings, the people of the Northwest shall suffer neither hunger nor banditry!"

Guo Xiangyu nestled in his embrace, her jade hand gently stroking his blood-stained garment, softly said: "With you, I feel there is no danger in the world that cannot be overcome." In the distance, Lu Wen Tripod, supported by disciples, looked at Shi Feiyang’s back, eyes full of admiration and emotion.

This Celestial Sword Hero, though gravely injured, still stubbornly upheld his body, escorted by Heroic Sakura disciples, reaching the snowy hidden stone chamber. Inside, Xie Wen used the Medicine King Valley healing secret technique transmitted by Guo Xiangyu, Golden Needle piercing Lu Wen Tripod’s acupoints like meteors, finally halting the surging poison blood inside him.

Lu Wen Tripod struggled to rise, clasped his fists and bowed, his voice like a great bell: "Grand Squad Leader Shi’s life-saving grace, I shall never forget! I came down the mountain to avenge my beloved disciple by seeking Zhou Wanjie of Nine Flags Gang. My disciple Lai Yixing led a team to aid the Kerchin Tribe but was unfortunately ambushed by Zhou Wanjie’s poison smoke along the way, falling victim. If not for the Grand Squad Leader’s timely intervention, I fear I would have followed in my disciple’s footsteps today!"