ng a hundred years old.On the left stood a thin man in black, who was Nangong He of Jixianmen.Another figure, dressed in white and slightly plump, is Feng Wuying from the Shenfeng Valley.Both individu...Originally, Long Xuanzhen had a very close relationship with Zhao Jianping, one of the Three Great Sword Masters. This time, inviting the other party to visit was also well-prepared, sitting in town at the Long Family.

In all these recent tripartite alliances, he has done the same thing, although it was never used before.

This time, however, Ye Bufan, a troublesome opponent, appeared. There was no other way, so he could only invite the other party to show themselves.

"It's nothing, it doesn't amount to much."

Zhao Jianping waved his hand. He brought two junior brothers to Longtou Mountain, and every time he came, he would take some benefits away.

As the saying goes, "one who eats another's food is beholden to them." It doesn't count as much to help someone out with a small favor.

In his eyes, the people of the three major families were not worth mentioning. In terms of strength and status, they were simply incomparable to the Lingyun Sword Sect.

As long as you declare your identity and name, the other party probably wouldn't even have the courage to make a move.

After saying that, he took a step forward and stepped onto the platform, glancing at Ye Bufan with disdain.

"Boy, I am Zhao Jianping from the Lingyun Sword Sect. Surrender directly, or when my sword is unsheathed, it will surely drink blood. At that time, you won't even have a whole corpse left!"

His words were incredibly arrogant, causing an uproar among the audience below.

"Mount Longtou is truly impressive, they even invited people from the Lingyun Sword Sect…"

"It's actually a strong expert from the Lingyun Jianzong. Legend has it that their swordsmanship is divine, and they are invincible at the same level..."

"Longtou Mountain is being too cautious, aren't they They actually asked for help despite having this level of strength. It seems this young man's arrogance has finally come to an end..."

At this moment, many people are no longer optimistic about Ye Bufan. Although his previous performance was formidable, Lingyun Sword Sect is simply too powerful, especially their extraordinary swordsmanship which has deeply impressed everyone.

Even though they were both at the peak of the Great Immortal realm, the addition of swordsmanship to the other person's abilities instantly changed the comparison in strength.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly. He came from Liuguang Jianzong, while the other party was from Lingyun Jianzong. He also wanted to see how much difference there was between the swordsmanship of the two major sects.

"Big words. Let's see what you've got."

"Arrogant little brat, you're really asking for it!"

Zhao Jianping let out a cold snort, his wrist flipped, and the long sword behind him sprang from its scabbard, seemingly imbued with a life of its own as it settled into his palm.

"Remember, you died by the Lingyun Sword Technique!"

After he finished speaking, his wrist flipped, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the void, shooting towards Ye Bufan's face like lightning.

This sword's speed was simply too fast, so fast that many people couldn't even see how he made his move.

"Amazing, this is the power of a master from Lingyun Jianzong, isn't it"

All present gasped at the sight of the sword, but then their expressions shifted to one of shock once more.

I saw Ye Bufan calmly, his foot moved slightly, the sword flashed past his nose without a sound.

"Is that all you've got Pathetic! Bring out your best moves, I want to see what you're really capable of!"

Zhao Jianping was stunned. He hadn't expected the other party to be so quick, dodging his sword strike with ease.

"Die!"

With a roar, his long sword slashed out in three rapid strikes, each blow faster than the last.

He had some slight disdain before, but this time he has brought out his full power.

After three sword strikes, Ye Bufan's figure vanished from sight. Then a cold voice echoed behind him.

"It's too slow, can you make it faster!"

"You..."

One setback after another, and being mocked by the opponent, Zhao Jianping was incredibly angry.

"The tide rises from the Azure Heavens!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a dazzling array of sword light erupted from the long sword in his hand. It surged forth like an overwhelming tide, covering everything with no room for escape.

It was obvious that this move was specifically designed to counter Ye Bufan's agility. No matter how fast he was, there would be no gaps for him to escape through.

All the onlookers were speechless. Such fierce swordsmanship showed that Zhao Jianping was truly enraged.

Everyone in the Luo family held their breath, fearing that Ye Bufan might be in danger.

...while Gujiazhai and Longtoushan were cheering with excitement, as if they had already seen each other lying dead on the ground.

Just then, the sword light suddenly vanished, and two figures reappeared before everyone.

The scene of corpses littering the ground didn't appear. Instead, Ye Bufan wore a smile and grasped Zhao Jianping's wrist with one hand.

"You..."

Zhao Jian's face flushed red, his ears burning with surprise. He never expected his trump card, the one he kept hidden away, to be broken so easily, and with such effortless grace.

His immortal essence churned wildly within him, desperately trying to pull his hand back.

The other party was like a mountain, immovable no matter how hard he tried.

"This…"

He finally knew he was scared, that this time he had met a strong opponent and kicked an iron plate.

"Kid, let me go! I'm from the Lingyun Sword Sect!"

There was no way he could win by strength alone, so he could only hope that his sect would scare the other party away.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "I know you're from the Lingyun Sword Sect, and this sword of yours is always thirsty for blood."

In the midst of their conversation, he reached out and took the long sword from Zhao Jianping's hand. Yes, it was that very sword.

No matter how hard Zhao Jianping tried, he was unable to stop anything; everything came easily.

"Since you're a disciple of the Lingyun Sword Sect, I can't let you break your word. You said that once drawn, the sword must drink blood, so we shall make good on that promise."

In the midst of their conversation, he flipped his wrist, and the long sword plunged directly into Zhao Jianping's thigh.

"Alright, your objective is achieved. Go now!"

After finishing his words, he kicked out with his foot. Zhao Jianping had his own sword stuck in his leg and was directly kicked off the stage.

"You..."

Zhao Jianping scrambled to his feet, his face twisted in a mask of shock, fury, and humiliation.

But also saw the huge gap between himself and the other, unable to say a word.

And those who were waiting to cheer at Longtoushan, all looked dumbfounded now. This was a core disciple of the Lingyun Jianzong, how could they be helpless against the opponent after going up

In contrast, the Luo family erupted in cheers once more.

"Boy, you dare to injure my senior brother!"

A roar echoed, and two figures leaped onto the stage in succession. They were the last two remaining disciples of the Lingyun Jianzong.

Li Jianqing and Li Jiannong are brothers. They are also disciples of Zhao Jianping, both powerful cultivators at the peak of Da Zixian.

These two, individually, were not much different in cultivation from Zhao Jianping. However, their greatest strength lay in their joint techniques.

If the two combine their swords, their power will increase dramatically. Even ten Zhao Jianpings would not be their match.

That is why they had the courage to take the stage and avenge their senior brother.

After they walked onto the stage, Li Jianqing flipped his wrist, and a bronze greatsword over two meters long appeared in his palm.

Li Jiannong then drew out a short sword, no longer than a ruler, which whirled constantly before him.

Ye Bufan looked at the two with a faint smile: "What are you trying to do Are you going to break the rules of the Three Families Alliance"

At this moment, Zhao Jianping below the stage got up and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Two fellow disciples, don't be impulsive!"

Li Jianqing took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Our brothers represent Longtou Mountain!"

For the two brothers, whether or not they participate is merely a formality.

Since the eldest brother has spoken, it means that the Dragon Head Mountain on the platform intends to kill this young man before them.

Ye Bufan didn't care about this, but Luo Wushan, who was under the stage, spoke up: "Even if the two of you want to represent Longtou Mountain, you should come one by one. This is not appropriate!"rtunity, he naturally wouldn't miss it and immediately stepped forward.He was elated, though wounded, he could subdue these people before him with this formation.By then, all the treasures and the leg...