If he switched to using another sword technique now, he might still be able to barely cope. Unfortunately, his mind was thrown into chaos after being defeated with one strike. He only thought that since Han Yan could break the Eight Desolate Sword Formation, other sword techniques would naturally be no challenge for him, so he could only grit his teeth and use what he considered his strongest skill, unaware that executing this sword move fell exactly into Han Yan’s trap.
Without any suspense, another muffled sound rang out, and Tan Wenliang was struck by a sword and flew, landing heavily several ters away, spewing blood from his mouth.
"This sword should be to reclaim justice for myself." Han Yan, however, had no intention of stopping and swung his sword again.
Upon arriving at the academy, he was subjected to incessant harassnt by the Qiu Family’s disciples and Jiang Qiling. Previously, Nie Fangsheng rely harassed him to embarrass her, but Tan Wenliang was even more despicable and sinister, intending to harm Jiang Yuzhe’s life. No matter how good-natured Han Yan was, he couldn’t endure this any more, especially since he never had such a good temperant to begin with.
It seems that the word ’low-key’ is dood to be unrelated to her. Han Yan knew that if she continued to endure, it would only embolden the other party to escalate things, rescuing Jiang Yuzhe today, and who would it be tomorrow? She couldn’t just be busy saving people every day, right? This ti, it was fortunate that the Heavenly Sword Seven Killings Array contained the Sword Intent of the Star Falling in Eight Desolates, allowing her to escape with Jiang Yuzhe safely. But next ti, would she have such luck?
So, she couldn’t endure any longer; she had to teach the other party a harsh lesson.
The only thing that made Han Yan slightly hesitate was whether to kill Tan Wenliang or cripple his cultivation, making him wish for death.
Soon, Han Yan made a decision. At this point, whether to kill Tan Wenliang or cripple his cultivation, the results would be the sa, so she might as well go all out. As for whether he could keep his life, that would depend on his own fate.
Having lived through two lives, Han Yan, while more stable than before, would never hesitate when it ca to being ruthless.
"Nine Heavens, Star Fall!" With this sword, Han Yan put all her strength into it. The hazy night sky was filled with turbulent dark clouds pressing heavily overhead, making one’s breath exceptionally heavy, as that icy Sword Light seed to cut through heaven and earth, bringing endless killing intent.
Tan Wenliang’s face turned deathly pale in fear. He figured it out; Han Yan seeking justice clearly wasn’t just about comparing their prowess, but she obviously intended to take his life!!
Terrifying, how could Han Yan be so cold-blooded and ruthless? It’s truly terrifying!
Tan Wenliang originally thought that even if Han Yan discovered he had tampered with the Heavenly Sword Seven Killings Array, she would never dare harm his life. It was just to release so anger, he thought. Now, he realized he was wrong.
Han Yan wasn’t that easily bullied. If you anger her, not even the ntor would spare you.
Seeing Han Yan’s sword coming like a heaven-splitting earth-cracking strike, Tan Wenliang could only muster up a burst of Qi and once again used the Eight Desolate Sword Formation. But this ti, the sword light embroidered with nurous Array Runes barely unleashed before he jumped back, initially backing away against Han Yan, step by step. But seeing the Array Runes scattering into dazzling colors before Han Yan, he gritted his teeth, turned, and bolted.
Escaped, Tan Wenliang was forced to flee in disgrace by Han Yan, even abandoning the ntor’s dignity! All around, jaws dropped in shock. A dignified Dragon Rock ntor was forced into a humiliating retreat by a junior disciple, possibly for the first ti since the academy’s establishnt, completely disgracing Tan Wenliang.
Unfortunately, Han Yan wanted more than just Tan Wenliang being disgraced.
Though Tan Wenliang fled quickly, her sword was even swifter.
A Sword Light [cut] through that stretch of Array Runes, heading straight for Tan Wenliang’s back.
"Lord Tian, watch out!" Seeing the dire situation, Qiu Pingcheng and Qiu Pinghe lunged to save Tan Wenliang.
With Qiu Yongcheng’s fall and Nie Fangcheng’s defeat, the Qiu Family’s disciples had few remaining allies among the ntors and of course, wished not to let Tan Wenliang be severely injured or killed by Han Yan’s blade.
To block Han Yan’s Absolute Killing Sword Light, they expended all their sword power. However, as they leaped forward, Huayue Zirong already blocked their path, while Tan Yu, and Yu Shulin Feng’s brothers, along with Tang Bufan, also intervened, leaving only Ling Baobao to guard the severely injured Jiang Yuzhe.
Qiu Pingcheng and Qiu Pinghe were both seasoned academy disciples and quite strong, both being Third Stage Sword Masters. However, facing Huayue Zirong and Tan Yu’s joined attack, they were helpless and could only watch as Han Yan’s unstoppable Sword Light sliced towards Tan Wenliang.
"Puff!" Tan Liangwen was hit by the Sword Light, stumbled a few steps forward, and once again spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Yet the Sword Light’s montum remained undiminished, continuing to slash towards his Heart ridian.
It’s over for him! Tan Wenliang’s face turned ashen with hopelessness surging in his heart.
Watching Tan Wenliang about to perish at Han Yan’s sword, the surrounding disciples exclaid in surprise.
"Stop!" At that mont, a dignified figure appeared, and with a casual wave of a wide sleeve, the fierce and killing Sword Light vanished without a trace.
"Such powerful strength!" Han Yan felt a chill in her heart. No one knew better than she the power of this sword, but the other party just resolved it effortlessly with a distant wave of a sleeve, showing incomprehensible prowess.
"Greetings to Lord Dean Jiang, greeting to Lord Dean Jiang!" All around, nearly all the Academy Disciples bowed respectfully to the elder, even Tan Yu and Yu Shulinfeng’s brothers were no exception.
"Subordinate... subordinate... greets Lord Dean..." Tan Wenliang also tried to salute, but he stamred through the words before his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, clearly seriously injured. Having survived the ordeal, he gasped for air, utterly disheveled.
It was then that Han Yan realized the elder before her was Jiang Yunhe, one of the three greatest experts of Long Yan Academy, sharing a reputation with her Master, and the Dean of the Soaring Dragon Branch. No wonder his strength was so formidable.
"Don’t speak yet." Jiang Yunhe handed Tan Wenliang a piece of Elixir before turning to look at Han Yan.
His figure was tall and his features bore so similarity to Jiang Qiling. Though he was over a century old, his eyebrows and features still faintly hinted at the handso and dashing persona of his youth. Even now, there was an elegant air about him, yet his presence exuded the authority naturally possessed by one long accustod to power, imposing a sense of awe.
rely being watchful under his gaze, one would feel the imnse pressure.
"You are Han Yan, daring to severely injure a ntor! Such audacity!" After observing Han Yan for a mont, Jiang Yunhe suddenly rebuked sternly.
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