At this moment, a strange glow flashed through the fog, disappearing in an instant, yet it shocked everyone. This Eagle Beak Rock actually hid countless unknown secrets and dangers.
Shi Feiyang had stayed in Liaodong for over half a year and was naturally well aware of the background of Martial Hall, having heard much about the evil deeds and terrifying power of Feng Yuanlong.
Right now, his eyes revealed a courageous determination and a sense of resolve, as he took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the glow in his eyes became even sharper.
At this point, Feng Yuanlong let out a sinister and terrifying laugh, a sound akin to the wails of resentful spirits in a cold night, sending shivers down the spine. He screamed harshly: "Shi Feiyang, today is your death day!"
Before his words fell, his fingers slightly moved, and a strange aura instantly spread out.
In a flash, countless poisonous snakes surged wildly from all directions like a flood, hissing their forked crimson tongues that shook quickly in the air, desperately searching for the scent of prey.
These snakes seemed to be controlled by some evil force, moving swiftly and viciously, their bodies sliding rapidly along the ground, making a rustling sound that sent a chill down one’s spine.
The surrounding fog was further disturbed by the snakes’ movements, forming eerie whirlpools at times, and morphing into various blurry shapes at others.
Facing this sudden terrifying crisis, Gong Simeng was utterly terrified, her eyes wide and filled with fear, letting out a scream, her body shaking violently, her hands clutching tightly at Shi Feiyang’s garment, as if it was her last straw of hope.
At this juncture, Xiao Lingling showed remarkable courage, her brows furrowed, almond-shaped eyes wide open, decisively gripping the Mandarin Duck Dual Sabers, the blade flickering with a cold light like an icy crescent moon. Fresh chapters posted on novęlfire.net
Her feet lightly tapped the ground, her figure darting like lightning among the snakes, every slash carrying a whooshing sound, striking precisely at those threatening venomous snakes trying to close in.
However, such intense defense rapidly drained her strength, and shortly, Xiao Lingling’s forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She bit her teeth tightly, her breathing became rapid, her chest heaving heavily.
At the same time, Wu Zhong deployed his profound Inner Power from the Six Harmonies True Scripture, his hands moved quickly, a powerful airflow surged between his palms. He steadied his stance, his arm muscles taut, veins bulging on his forehead, his face full of focus and determination.
This airflow acted like an invisible yet indestructible barrier, sending those frenzied snakes flying away. He sneered coldly, disdainfully saying: "Such petty tricks are not worth mentioning!"
Meanwhile, Xiang Kun calmly blew his iron flute, his expression serene, eyes slightly squinting, placing the flute to his lips, playing a melodious and beautiful tune.
Amazingly, those snakes seemed to be enchanted, their heads swaying before Xiang Kun, their once fierce eyes became dazed, not daring to launch an attack recklessly.
Xiang Kun’s flute sound seemed to contain a mysterious power, rendering these deadly snakes gentle and quiet.
Liao Pei was equally unwilling to show weakness, tightly gripping his iron crutch, his body leaning slightly forward, revealing a fierce look in his eyes.
He swung the iron crutch vigorously, each swing carrying massive force, where even numerous snake heads were instantly shattered. His movements were fierce and powerful, each strike accompanied by the pained wails of snakes, a scene that was thrilling and terrifying.
In this life-or-death crisis, the heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association displayed their skills and fought fiercely.
Wu Zhong swung his strong and powerful arms, every attack carried the overwhelming momentum of Mountain-Splitting Rock-Breaking, fully showcasing his brave and fearless heroism; Xiang Kun remained calm, observing the battlefield situation with keen eyes, cleverly using his flute sound to disrupt the snakes’ actions, creating advantageous counterattack opportunities for everyone.
Liao Pei’s face was serious yet calm, his iron crutch swung like an impenetrable wind, repelling the approaching snakes one by one, protecting his companions nearby. Despite the extremely critical situation, they remained tightly united, collectively facing this life-and-death test.
Shi Feiyang knew that an encounter with "Poisonous Hand Snake King" Feng Yuanlong was inevitable, his expression stern, swiftly weaving his palms, activating the Bright Jade Technique.
In an instant, a layer of eerie blue light surged around Shi Feiyang, seeming to come from the depths of a cold abyss, radiating bone-chilling coldness. As the True Qi circulated, a strong chill spread madly from him, causing the moisture in the air to quickly condense into frost, forming a vast white mist around him.
The venomous snakes, clawing and panting, as soon as they approached this chill, were instantly frozen, falling stiffly to the ground. In a blink, a mountain of ice composed of small snakes piled up around Shi Feiyang.
These snake statues maintained their attacking poses, appearing especially strange among the icy mountain where the cold light flickered, the mist intimidated by Shi Feiyang’s power, forming a giant whirlpool around him, spinning constantly, producing a "woo-woo" sound that added a touch of mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.
Gong Simeng seized the moment, leaping like an agile lynx onto Shi Feiyang’s back, tightly wrapping her arms around his neck, her voice trembling with a tearful tone, urgently saying: "Brother Shi, I... I’m so scared."