"It seems your bodies are quite fragile, huh? So easily beaten!"
Ye Luo’s lips curled into a wicked smile, blending with the blood on his face like a demon’s grin, causing Yang Jian to shiver to his bones, his back dripping with cold sweat as he felt a deep unease for the first ti.
"Attack him! Cripple him for , cripple him!"
Yang Jian pointed at Ye Luo and roared at the remaining three Saint Realm masters.
Although these three Saint Realm masters realized the terror of Ye Luo, they were Tianzong disciples, and with Yang Jian’s higher status, they had to obey, or else if anything happened to Yang Jian, they would be dood.
Instantly, the three charged towards Ye Luo together, this ti unleashing all their strength in a simultaneous attack.
Three terrifying auras swept towards Ye Luo as they all thrust their powerful palm strikes at him.
"Lingyun Sword Technique!"
Ye Luo brandished the Lingyun Sword, deploying the Lingyun Sword Technique, releasing a terrifying sword presence as the power of his superior-grade King’s Tool beca evident.
Splat!
Imdiately, the Saint Realm Level Six master was pierced through by the Lingyun Sword, and with a wave of sword energy, the body of the Saint Realm Level Six master exploded again.
At that mont, the two Saint Realm Level Seven master’s attacks had already descended, with two horrifying palm strikes bearing down.
Boom!
A burst of white light erupted from Ye Luo as the power of the Eight Feet Mirror was unleashed, blowing the two n away on the spot.
Now that Ye Luo had advanced to the Saint Realm, the power of the Eight Feet Mirror had grown even stronger, capable of withstanding the attacks of warriors even at the Saint Realm Nine Peak Stage.
Annihilate!
Ye Luo activated the Lingyun Sword, slashing out two lightning-fast strikes as the fifth level of the Nine Yang Mystic Art was deployed, the surging Nine Yang Energy annihilating the two Saint Realm Level Seven masters on the spot.
With two thudding sounds, these two Saint Realm Level Seven Tianzong masters were reduced to two corpses lying on the ground.
With the power of Saint Realm Level One, to annihilate two Saint Realm Level Six masters along with two Saint Realm Level Seven masters, Ye Luo could definitely be called a defy-the-heavens existence, which, if spread, would astound many.
At this mont, Yang Jian, watching the four Saint Realm protectors fall in defense of him, his face turned incredibly ugly.
All his prior arrogance, swagger, and domineering attitude had vanished, replaced by a face full of fear, with cold sweat dripping continuously from his forehead, his body trembling slightly, his heart filled with fright.
Yang Jian had completely forgotten that he himself was a Saint Realm Level Four master; right now, he only felt his whole body trembling, his heart full of shock and terror.
Seeing Ye Luo unhard, Situ Luoyun beside him was filled with a joyful glow, all her worries relaxing.
And those two Peak Innate masters watching Ye Luo at this ti were also pale, their bodies trembling, barely able to hold their longswords.
"Now it’s your turn!"
Ye Luo slowly approached Yang Jian, whose expression changed, and he suddenly said, "Don’t co any closer, if you do, Situ Luoyun will die imdiately."
Yang Jian shouted, his gaze sweeping towards the two Peak Innate n, who, catching on, quickly grabbed Situ Luoyun, the longswords in their hands pressed against her neck, threatening Ye Luo.
Seeing this, Ye Luo paused, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
Seeing Ye Luo stop, Yang Jian thought he was successfully threatened, and the fear in his heart slowly dissipated.
"Kid, I never expected you to hide your abilities so deep, but even so, what of it? Your beloved woman is in my hands; if you don’t want her to perish, then kneel down and kowtow to imdiately, or I will let Situ Luoyun die right in front of you,"
Yang Jian, pointing at Ye Luo, started to beco arrogant again.
Ye Luo’s eyes looked at Yang Jian, but a trace of disdain flashed through, accompanied by a look one might give to an idiot.
Seeing Ye Luo’s expression, Yang Jian felt very angry and suddenly shouted, "Boy, didn’t you hear what I said? Kneel down imdiately, otherwise, with just one word from , she will die right away!"
Yang Jian coldly shouted, pointing at Situ Luoyun beside him, where two Innate Peak Stage disciples of Tianzong held their swords tightly against Situ Luoyun’s neck, their gazes alert and ready to strike at Ye Luo at any mont.
"Ye Luo, don’t worry about !"
Situ Luoyun looked at Ye Luo and shouted, her eyes filled with deep love and dependence.
"My woman, you think you can kill her as you please!"
Ye Luo proclaid aggressively, his entire presence exuding an aura that suppressed all around him, quietly releasing the majesty of an Emperor.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Ye Luo’s eyes suddenly emitted two beams of golden light, piercing through the void with a terrifying montum, charging towards the two Innate Peak Stage experts.
Boom! Boom!
The two beams of golden light instantly penetrated the heads of these two n, causing their heads to burst open, splattering blood and staining the void red, spreading a rich scent of blood.
The two Innate Peak Stage experts had not even realized what happened before they were completely slain.
At that mont, Yang Jian finally showed a dazed look in his eyes, stunned by everything unfolding before him.
"This... This is impossible!" Yang Jian continuously shook his head, his gaze fixed on Ye Luo as he shouted fiercely.
"You are not human, you are not human!"
A cold smile appeared on Ye Luo’s lips as he walked over to Situ Luoyun.
"Are you alright?"
"I’m fine, with you here, I believe nothing will happen to ."
Situ Luoyun hugged Ye Luo tightly, her face breaking into a blissful smile.
"Go to hell!"
At that mont, Yang Jian suddenly swung a superior grade Spiritual Artifact longsword, thrusting fiercely at Ye Luo’s back, aiming to pierce through it in an instant.
Situ Luoyun, who saw this scene, changed expression drastically, about to turn around and block the sword for Ye Luo, when suddenly the power of the Eight Feet Mirror surged out, forcefully sending Yang Jian flying back and causing him to drop the Spirit Sword to the ground.
"It seems you really want to die!"
Ye Luo let go of Situ Luoyun, turned around, and walked slowly towards Yang Jian, who was lying on the ground. He picked up Yang Jian’s Spirit Sword, his gaze coldly fixed on him.
"What... what are you going to do? I’ll have you know, I am the grandson of Tianzong’s Grand Elder, my grandfather is a Spirit Sea Realm master, if you dare do anything to , my grandfather won’t let you off!"
Yang Jian looked at Ye Luo, his deanor fierce but tinged with fear.
"Anyone who wants to kill must die, not only did you try to kill , but you also used my woman to threaten , you are even more unforgivable."
Ye Luo said coldly, thrusting the Spirit Sword fiercely, instantly piercing through Yang Jian’s chest.
Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes bulged out, showing an expression of disbelief as he looked at Ye Luo, not expecting Ye Luo to dare kill him even after knowing his identity.
He had never imagined that he, the grandson of Tianzong’s Grand Elder, an untouchable figure within the entire Tianzong, would die today at the hands of a re mortal.
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