th, Ouyang Lan was heartbroken, but since it had already happened, there was nothing she could do but leave it to the police to handle.And Ye Bufan felt a chill run down his spine. This time, he was l...Feeling the killing intent emanating from the sword qi, everyone present immediately shut their mouths.

The cultivation world has always revered the strong. Those with enough strength have a say, and those without it had best keep their mouths shut lest they lose their lives.

It was just incredibly noisy a moment ago, but now there's an eerie silence.

Ye Bufan brought Xiao Qing to the outside of the crowd. Looking forward, he saw a young man in his twenties with a smirk playing on his lips, a smug sneer visible.

Behind him were five or six other people. Although their numbers weren't large, their presence was undeniably powerful.

The young man sheathed his sword, his arrogant gaze sweeping across the crowd.

"I am Duan Rui from the Jiujianmen. Today, my senior brother Nangong is visiting the Cold Sword Fairy. Before my senior brother comes out, no one is allowed to enter. Otherwise, do not blame me, Duan, for being impolite!"

His words were extremely domineering, even to the point of arrogance.

"Holy crap, no wonder that swordsmanship was so powerful just now, it must be someone from the Ji Jian Men."

"That's too domineering, why are they allowed in but not others..."

"You don't know anything, they have the backing of powerful capital. The Extreme Sword Sect is a Nine-Star Sect in Tianwu State, we can't afford to provoke them..."

The crowd buzzed with whispers, some angry, some disappointed. But upon hearing the name of the Ji Jian Men, no one dared to act rashly.

Today, most of the people who came here to see Han Jianxian are young disciples who participated in the Genius Demon War this time, and their cultivation levels are all below twenty-five years old.

Dang Rui before his eyes, his cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the Profound Void, and his swordsmanship was unfathomable. Among the younger generation, he was definitely a powerful existence.

The reputation of the Jijianmen, coupled with such overwhelming strength, generally makes it so that no one dares to provoke them.

But with so many young people here, each full of vigor and vitality, there are naturally some who are rebellious.

"I refuse to accept this! You people from the Extreme Sword Sect, why are you so domineering Han Jianxian isn't your property, why won't you let us see her"

"Why Just because I have this sword in my hand!"

Duan Rui held the sword in his hand, plucking at it with his finger, producing a crisp, tinkling sound.

"Let those who are dissatisfied step forward. As long as you can withstand Duan某's three swords, feel free to enter. I assure you, I will not obstruct you."

If you don't have the ability, then obediently get back to where you came from. What qualifications do you ants have to see Fairy Hanjian

After those words were spoken, silence fell once more upon the assembled company.

"So arrogant, the Ji Jian Men! Then let me see your swordsmanship!"

Just now Duan Rui has demonstrated his cultivation, his swordsmanship is sharp, many people know their own limitations and know they absolutely can't withstand even one of his swords, let alone three.

Xiaoqing curled her lips: "So many people, why let one person be intimidated You guys should just gang up on him together."

Ye Bufan shook his head and smiled, "Some things you don't understand. Humans have their own rules. Let alone whether they could win together, even if they did, it wouldn't be a honorable victory."

Besides, the reputation of Jíjiàn Mén is too great; many people dare not provoke it.

"You humans are too complicated. You just do things, no need to think about the consequences."

Xia Qing shook her head and said, "Brother Ye, what are you waiting for Just go up and beat him down."

Ye Bufan nodded, just about to squeeze into the crowd, when a roar came, "Boy, let me see how your Jiujianmen swordsmanship fares!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a tall man in blue robes stepped forward. He was exceptionally imposing in appearance.

He held a broadsword, five feet long, in his hand. It looked imposing and menacing.

Seeing someone take the lead, Ye Bufan stopped and watched from the sidelines.

"Come on, let me see what gives you the right to be so domineering!"

The man in green raised his broadsword, his eyes gleaming with intensity as he looked at Duan Rui.

The onlookers all stepped back, creating a wide open space for the two to fight.

"Want to die Then I'll grant you your wish!"

Duan Rui let out a loud roar, his sword flashing with a brilliant light as he unleashed the Thousand Blades Slash, the signature move of the Extreme Sword Sect that had made their name renowned.

This sword stroke cleaved the sky, instantly transforming into hundreds of blades, carrying an overwhelming killing intent towards the man in green.

"Break it for me!"

The young man in green changed his expression slightly, then also exerted all his strength. The broadsword in his hand slashed out with a single blow.

Both were powerhouses at the Void Core stage, their movements astonishingly swift. In the blink of an eye, the first sword ray collided with the broadsword.

"Bang!"

With a piercing clang of metal, the man in blue was forced to retreat seven or eight steps. His broadsword buzzed as he gripped it tightly, a gash as thick as a thumb marring its blade.

But that wasn't all, before the man in blue could recover his senses, a second sword glow arrived before him, clashing against the broadsword once more.

This is precisely the terrifying aspect of the Thousand Blades Slash, every sword beam is almost seamlessly connected, leaving no room for an opponent to catch their breath.

This time, the young man in green flew backwards for ten meters, vomiting a mouthful of blood with terror in his eyes.

The third sword followed immediately, with a crack, the broadsword could no longer withstand such a dense and violent attack, breaking directly in two.

In the midst of everyone's horrified gaze, the fourth sword ray slashed through. The azure-robed man's arm holding the sword soared high, and a blood column gushed out.

He was utterly terrified, with no desire to fight left in him. He turned tail and prepared to flee.

It was too late. In an instant, he was engulfed by countless sword beams, and then with a pop, a blood mist appeared before everyone's eyes.

The poor Qingyi cultivator not only lost in a single move, but even his whole body was gone, and his soul was shattered.

A stunned silence fell over the room. Everyone already knew Duan Rui was capable, but they hadn't expected him to be this powerful.

The man in green, despite being a powerful cultivator at the Void Core stage, couldn't even withstand a single move and ended up in such a pathetic state.

Duan Rui sheathed his long sword and looked at the crowd with a sneer.

"Are there any more who are dissatisfied Those who are not afraid of death, step forward!"

This guy is fearless and confident, not giving the people in front of him any respect.

Everyone fell silent. So strong, so ruthless. Even though everyone admired the Cold Sword Fairy, in the end, their own lives were more important.

The scene fell silent for a long time, with no one else standing up.

A collective sigh echoed through the crowd. Talented disciples from various major sects were all busy adjusting their states, preparing for the upcoming competition.

Those who come here are generally cultivators at the Void Core Stage or below, and they lack the strength to fight against the other party.

Duan Rui laughed triumphantly again. To stop so many people single-handedly was definitely something to be extremely proud of.

Just when everyone thought that today's events would end like this, suddenly a young man walked out with a little girl.

Two people walked towards Duan Rui without hesitation, their steps unwavering.

Ye Bufan said coldly: "Get out of the way, a good dog doesn't block the road!"

The silence was broken in an instant, and the crowd erupted in an uproar.

"My god, who is this guy He dares to speak to the disciples of Jiuxing Sect like that..."

"Isn't this guy crazy Isn't he asking for death"

"It's over, I think his cultivation is only in the Refining Void realm, he probably can't even withstand a single sword from him..."

A buzz went through the crowd, everyone thinking that this young man must be crazy.

Duàn Ruì's expression instantly turned cold. As a core disciple of the Jiǔxīng Sect, this was the first time he had been treated with such disregard.

"Kid, since you want to die, then I'll send you on your way!"

After he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand once again slashed out a dazzling sword glow, cutting down from the air with overwhelming killing intent.

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