Chapter 1110 - 296: Jade Soul Cold Pool Mirrors Moon Blade, Flower-Picking Skill Breaks Demonic Fiends (Part 4)

Shi Feiyang’s Celestial Frost Blade left its sheath, and the icy chill of the Bright Jade Technique’s "Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison" surged like a tidal wave. Wherever it passed, the weapons of the black‑clad Death Warriors were instantly crusted with frost, their knuckles frozen purple.

Suddenly the war drums thundered; under Yin Wuzhuo’s command, five fierce generals leapt into the arena.

Duoji Chire of Tubo’s Blood Saber Sect swung his blood‑patterned scimitar, unleashing "Blood River Reversed." Wherever the saber energy swept, scarlet blood seeped up from the ground.

Lan Qin’Er of Miaojiang’s Five Poison Sect lifted her jade‑like hand; the "Thousand Spider Poisonous Hand" sent poisonous mist billowing, while spider‑silks at her fingertips flickered with eerie ghost‑light. Tuoba Leng Shuang of Western Xia’s Black Water Profound Ice Sect thrust both palms out with the Profound Ice Technique; icicles shot forth like arrow rain, reducing all they touched to powder. Meng Jialuo of Nanzhao’s Gu King Sect lashed out twelve strands of gu‑cord; amid the shrill keening of "Ten Thousand Gu Devouring the Heavens," the gu insects turned to black fog and swooped at the crowd. Duan Cangyun of Dali’s Duan clan branch wielded an eccentric Swordsmanship, "Shattering Jade, Splitting Stars," specializing in attacks on the lower body—wherever his sword point indicated, bluestone shattered inch by inch.

"Paltry tricks! And you dare run wild in the Central Plains?" Liao Pei roared. Long Arm Fist power flooded his two arms, his figure soaring like a white ape; the "Long Arm Sundering Clouds" fist‑wind tore the poison mists apart and went straight for Duoji Chire’s face.

Duoji Chire cackled strangely, his blood‑patterned scimitar tracing "Blood Moon Overhead." The reek of blood collided with fist force, exploding mid‑air into a cloud of blood‑mist.

Liao Pei advanced instead of retreating, his fist‑shadows becoming a sky‑full of white streamers that forcibly dispersed the blood‑mist. His knuckles brushed Duoji Chire’s cheek, carving five blood‑gashes deep enough to show bone. The Lie Quan Qiankun Saber left its sheath, the Eight Trigrams Diagram engraved on the blade circulating with golden light.

The saber momentum of "Heaven and Earth Reversed" spun like yin‑yang wheels, tangling with Duoji Chire’s blood‑patterned scimitar.

As sparks flew, Lie Quan suddenly changed moves, the saber edge skimming along the scimitar’s spine to slice at the opponent’s wrist. Duoji Chire hurriedly pulled back to defend, only to see the saber light abruptly transform into "Qian Trigram: Azure Dragon Asks the Heavens." The saber’s spine slammed hard onto his shoulder; the crisp sound of bones shattering was clearly audible.

Wu Zhong’s iron palms glowed with a bronze luster as "Iron Palm Sunders Mountains" of the Demon Subduing Divine Palm boomed forth. The palm wind was like mountains overturning and seas crashing, actually cleaving a gorge through Lan Qin’Er’s poison mist. Lan Qin’Er gave a shrill cry, jade hands flicking repeatedly; the spider‑silks of "Thousand Spiders Binding Soul" spread like a fisherman’s net overhead.

Wu Zhong crossed his palms, the Demon‑Subduing "Guarding the Heart" palm momentum forming a shield of True Qi around him; any spider‑silk that touched it snapped on contact. Seizing the chance, he darted in, iron palms driving straight for Lan Qin’Er’s face. But the poison maiden merely tapped her toe to the ground; the soft whip at her waist coiled forth like a Spiritual Snake, its barbed tip, steeped in venom, glimmering with ghastly light.

Xiao Lingling’s Mandarin Duck Saber danced an impenetrable weave, the "Twin Wings on One Branch" saber momentum entangling with Lan Qin’Er’s soft whip.

As the saber light flickered, she suddenly abandoned the saber. Her left hand brought the saber sheath crashing against the opponent’s wrist, while her right hand’s short blade traced "Mandarin Flies, Drake Follows," forcing Lan Qin’Er to retreat again and again. Miao Menlong’s bowstring was drawn taut like a full moon; the Star-Chasing Arrow summoned heavenly thunder, violet lightning running along the shaft to smite Meng Jialuo’s gu‑cords.

The black fog of "Ten Thousand Gu Devouring the Heavens" was split by thunder and fire, and at once wails rang out in succession as the gu insects turned to flying ash. Meng Jialuo roared in fury and hurled out the Hundred Gu Pouch at his waist; countless venomous insects surged forth like a black cloud.

Shan Zhi’s hands fluttered like butterflies, plum blossom darts trailing a ghostly blue chill as they tore through the air. The hidden weapons of "Shooting Star Chasing the Moon" targeted Tuoba Leng Shuang’s major acupoints, but Tuoba Thrust both palms out with the Profound Ice Technique; icicles fused into shields, blocking every dart.

Tuoba Leng Shuang sneered; the icicles suddenly transformed into an ice dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing claws as it pounced at Shan Zhi. Shan Zhi’s figure spun sharply, and the hidden‑weapon method "Plum Blossom Three Plays" burst forth; three plum blossom darts shot at the ice dragon’s twin eyes and its vital seven‑inch point. The dragon exploded with a thunderous boom, shards of ice pelting out like hail.

Duan Cangyun’s "Shattering Jade, Splitting Stars" Swordsmanship was devious and bizarre, focusing solely on the lower body.

Lu Wen Tripod and the Blood Rakshasa joined their twin swords, the sword momentum of "Celestial Snow Dance" swirling like a blizzard, sealing off their opponent’s retreat.

Duan Cangyun’s Swordsmanship ran counter to convention; he suddenly stabbed at the Blood Rakshasa’s ankle, only to have Lu Wen Tripod’s Long Sword sweep horizontally to block. The Blood Rakshasa’s short sword shot out like a venomous snake from its hole, lunging for his throat. Sword Qi crisscrossed among the three, grinding the bluestone floor beneath them into powder.

Shi Feiyang’s Celestial Frost Blade swept out the peerless saber momentum "Heaven and Earth Sharing Longevity"; ice‑blue True Qi coalesced into a giant dragon, its passage shattering Profound Ice and severing rivers of blood.

Seeing this, Yin Wuzhuo drew a pitch‑black Token from beneath his mask, muttering under his breath.

In the blink of an eye, the eyes of the black‑clad Death Warriors glowed blood‑red as they flung themselves forward without fear of death—some clutched at Liao Pei’s legs, some used their bodies to block Lie Quan’s saber edge. Flesh and blood flew; the scene grew ever more horrific.

Guo Xiangyu’s bamboo saber and Flower-Picking Finger intertwined truth and illusion, the killing move "Wild Goose Shadow Picking Flowers" unleashed in an instant.

Her posture was like a butterfly, weaving through the storm of blades and swords; the bamboo saber sheared through enemy weapons, the Flower-Picking Finger reaping lives.

A Death Warrior swung his saber down at her. She slipped sideways out of its path and lightly tapped his Chest Acupoint with a jade‑like finger.

Blood poured from all seven orifices as he died; before his corpse could even fall, it was trampled into pulp by the Death Warriors surging behind.

Master Tongzhen, seeing the situation, slammed his monk’s staff heavily into the ground; the golden light of the Demon-Slaying Pestle of Vajra blazed forth.

As Sanskrit characters flowed and turned, Yin Wuzhuo’s evil sorcery was actually suppressed.

The Eighteen Shaolin Stick Monks formed the Vajra Exorcism Array, their monk’s staffs swinging like a forest, beating back every Death Warrior who charged.

Master Yuxu led the seven disciples of Wudang; the Sword Qi of the True Martial Seven Section Array swept in all directions, dissolving icicles and toxic mists wherever it passed.

Su Qinghan’s Cyan Nether Sword traced "Golden Summit Buddha’s Radiance"; wherever the golden lotus dais reached, gu insects turned to flying ash, and Tuoba Leng Shuang’s icicles shattered inch by inch.

Seeing the tide of battle reversed, Yin Wuzhuo suddenly let out a sharp whistle. The remaining Death Warriors retreated like a receding tide. Meng Jialuo cast his final gu‑cord; as poison fog billowed, the five fierce generals and Yin Wuzhuo took the opportunity to flee into the night.

Miao Menlong moved to pursue, but was checked by Shi Feiyang: "Do not chase a routed enemy. See to the wounded first."