Chapter 1292 - 329: Mist and Rain of Dian Mountains Conceal Deadly Plots, Blades Flash to Slay the Wicked (Part 5)

The sea wind whipped his robe, and six hundred petitions rustled behind him, as if narrating this thrilling battle of defense.

In the distant seas, the flagship of the Dutch East India Company was gathering, a new round of storm brewing quietly in the darkness.

The turbid waves surged to the sky, as twelve galleons of the Dutch East India Company pressed forward like black serpents.

The sea monster carved on the ship’s bow was menacing with its claws and fangs; on the deck, cannons lined up, red-coated musketeers formed a neat phalanx, and the black muzzles glistened coldly.

Shi Feiyang stood atop a reef, the Bright Jade Technique operating to its peak; his skin refracting a cold light like glass in the storm. He gazed at the enemy ships and said solemnly, "Today, these red-haired thieves shall have no return! Brothers, prepare for battle!"

The "Seven Cultivation Sword" of Kong Triangle drew his sword, the Beidou Seven Stars Map etched on the blade glimmered: "Grand Squad Leader, I will lead the sword cultivators forward!" Behind him, "Xingyi Fist" Fan Shi took a stance, his aura as formidable as a mountain: "Though foreign firearms may be fierce, my iron fists will surely have a say!"

"Hundred Leaves Saber" Liu Yehua swung the scabbard, thirty-six steel leaves hummed: "Their ships are strong, but my blade is sharper!"

Shi Feiyang slowly raised both palms, as cold air condensed around him into icy fog: "Form the ranks! Elder Liao and Lie Quan, guard the left wing; Wu Zhong and Xiao Lingling, counter the firearms; Miao Menlong and Shan Zhi provide long-range support!" Before he finished his words, cannons on the enemy ships thundered first, and shells smashed down like meteors.

Liao Pei shouted loudly, his Long Arm Fist sent out Qi Force, deflecting two shells into the sky; Lie Quan’s Heaven and Earth Saber sliced in arcs, its saber force drawing seawater into a water curtain, intercepting a rain of bullets.

Southwest Wind wielded the Tai Chi Saber, stepping on the Yin Yang Fish steps, deflecting flying shrapnel to both sides.

He said loudly, "Grand Squad Leader, watch me break their musket line!" With that, the long saber swung, suddenly deploying "Tai Chi Cloud Hand," the saber force transformed into soft power, redirecting the lead bullets from the red-coated musketeers towards the sea.

Shi Xiong brandished the White Rainbow Sword, weaving through the bullet rain like a Spiritual Snake; although primarily a Scholar’s Attendant, his swordsmanship is no less impressive, each strike targeted the musketeers’ throat.

Xiang Kun’s iron flute played a stirring melody, the Sound Wave Technique forming an invisible barrier, neutralizing parts of the cannon booms.

Lu Dechu piloted a manned kite, bringing Jiang Huotian spiraling down.

Jiang Huotian’s bamboo pole, like a roaming dragon, aimed at the fuses of the cannons, while Lu Dechu threw specially concocted powder barrels, igniting sparks on the enemy’s deck.

Gongsun Ren’s Wu Yue Hooks, laced with potent poison, coiled around the red-haired foreigner’s ladder, flinging them into the surging river.

Shi Feiyang, seeing the battle at a stalemate, suddenly leaped into the air, channeling Bright Jade Technique to the "Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison."

His palms thrust out "Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s" "Heaven and Earth Eternal," nine arcs of golden saber force infused with icy air sweeping horizontally in a fan shape.

Where the saber force reached, ocean waves surged ten zhang high, the sails of two enemy ships instantly shredded, the hulls trembled violently from the reverberating wave of saber force.

The Dutch fleet’s commander Van der Wild shouted furiously, waving his gold-inlaid command saber: "Concentrate firepower, sink that leader!"

Dozens of cannons aimed and fired at Shi Feiyang simultaneously, only to see Shi Feiyang’s aura glow fiercely, the whirlpool suction of Bright Jade Technique forming an invisible giant maw, absorbing all the shells into the massive vortex. He sneered and hurled the shells back, with several loud "boom" sounds, blowing gigantic holes on the enemy’s deck.

Wu Zhong’s black iron prosthetic expanded the Thirty-Six-Barreled Thunderfire Gun, forming a dense firepower net with Miao Menlong’s divine arrows and Shan Zhi’s plum blossom darts.

The roar of Thunderfire Gun, the piercing sound of arrows, and the sharp screech of plum blossom darts intertwined, red-coated musketeers falling one after another.

Liu Yehua’s Hundred Leaves Saber was even more elusive, each stroke sent red-haired foreigners’ heads flying, blood stained the deck.

Van der Wild, seeing the unfavorable situation, personally manned a mortar, loading a specially crafted explosive shell.

He grinned wickedly, aiming at Shi Feiyang: "Taste our East India Company’s secret weapon!"

The shell flew with a long flame tail, distorting the air as it passed. Shi Feiyang’s gaze sharpened, his palms thrust out "Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s" ultimate move "Slice Heaven and Earth," a golden saber beam pierced the sky and collided with the shell explosively.

In an instant, the world lost its color. The massive explosion’s shockwave flipped two enemy ships upside down, Shi Feiyang shouted loudly: "Press the attack!" The Heroic Sakura Association members yelled in unison, charged towards the enemy ships like tigers downhill.

After a fierce battle, the twelve warships of the Dutch fleet either sank to the ocean floor or burned in towering flames.

Van der Wild was frozen into an ice sculpture by Shi Feiyang’s Ice Soul Cold Prison True Qi, until his death, he couldn’t believe that the strong ships and sharp cannons had been defeated by these Jianghu heroes.

After calming the sea unrest, Shi Feiyang had the Heroic Sakura heroes monitor the sea closely while he employed the "Supreme Lightness Technique" "Unstoppable Thousand Miles", swiftly heading to Kunming.

The dusk tinted Kunming City with honey hues, Shi Feiyang entered Duke Qian’s Mansion’s peach grove under the moonlight.

The night wind brought osmanthus fragrance, rustling the branches and alarming resting owls.

He held his breath and gathered his Qi, the glass-like glow of Bright Jade Technique merged with the moonlight, yet ahead by the lotus pond, a blush figure leaned against the Nine Bends Bridge railing, a shark gauze handkerchief gently wiping dew drops off the hair at her temple.

"Xiaoyezi!" Shi Feiyang blurted out, his voice barely fading as he whisked to her side.

When Mu Tong turned, the moonlight just fell on her blushing cheeks, her gaze washed with coldness between the flowing waves of her eyes: "What are you doing here? I told you, I won’t associate with Jianghu renegades. Leave!" She abruptly swept her sleeves, the Xiangfei Bamboo Umbrella unfurling with a "swish," concealing half of her dazzling beauty.