Wang Yang's expression remained largely unchanged upon seeing this.
He didn't take Jian Chen seriously.
If it weren't for Wuming's sake, he would have killed Jianchen on the spot for his previous rudeness.
"Young master, what...what do you want with this Hero's Sword?"
At this moment, Zhao Min asked with a curious expression.
Anyone could tell that Wang Yang had a purpose in taking the Hero's Sword.
Wang Yang smiled calmly, and said meaningfully:
"You will know when the time comes."
Seeing that Wang Yang was unwilling to reveal more, Zhao Min didn't ask any further questions.
The group then continued to rest inside the dilapidated temple.
Before I knew it, it was already past midnight.
By this time, the heavy rain had stopped, and the dark clouds in the night sky had been blown away by the wind, revealing a bright moon in the sky.
Wang Yang sat cross-legged in meditation, closing his eyes to rest.
Suddenly, Wang Yang, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, abruptly opened them without warning, his sharp, hawk-like gaze shooting straight out of the dilapidated temple.
His lips parted slightly, uttering a low, clear sentence: "Someone is coming."
The sound, though not loud, seemed to possess a strange penetrating power, echoing through the silent, dilapidated temple.
Upon hearing Wang Yang's words, Zhao Min and the others, who were fast asleep nearby, instantly woke up. They sat up with a start, rubbed their sleepy eyes, and quickly followed Wang Yang's gaze to look outside the dilapidated temple.
Zhou Botong muttered in dissatisfaction, "Oh dear, can't a person get a good night's sleep in the middle of the night?!"
"That guy named Jian Chen kept me up all night, and I'd only just fallen asleep when someone else showed up. It's so annoying!"
As she spoke, she pouted angrily, her face full of irritation.
At this moment, Ren Yingying turned her head, her gaze fixed on Wang Yang. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she asked softly, "Young master, do you think this visitor is friend or foe?" Her words revealed a hint of worry and vigilance.
Wang Yang smiled calmly and replied:
"They must be up to no good!"
After Wang Yang said this, Zhao Min and the others all became on high alert.
Before long, bathed in moonlight, a figure slowly entered the dilapidated temple.
The newcomer was an elderly man with white hair and beard, carrying a knife and a sword on his back.
He gave off an extremely fierce and menacing aura.
As the old man entered, everyone's gaze fell upon him without hesitation.
The old man remained unconcerned, his expression icy cold.
His gaze swept over Wang Yang and the others for a moment, then he asked in a cold voice:
"Gentlemen, where is that kid Jian Chen?"
Zhao Min and the others did not answer the old man's question.
"Um?"
Seeing that no one answered him, the old man frowned and shouted in a deep voice, "What? Are you all deaf? I'm asking you, where is that kid Jian Chen?"
Seeing the old man's angry expression, Wang Yang smiled coldly and said:
"Old man, you've come at a really bad time. Jian Chen left not long ago."
"They've left?"
The old man was slightly taken aback, and spoke with a hint of doubt:
"This shouldn't be! It has been affected by my Heart-Sacrifice Seal; it should be acting up by now!"
"You didn't die at his hands?"
Upon hearing the old man's words, Zhou Botong became displeased, glaring at him disdainfully, and said:
"You old man, you're really talking nonsense."
"With Jian Chen's abilities, he thinks he can kill us?"
Upon hearing this, the old man glanced at Zhou Botong and stared at him a couple more times.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining light suddenly swept across something, and then its gaze abruptly shifted and fixed on Wang Yang.
To be precise, their gaze was fixed on the Hero Sword that Wang Yang was playing with in his hand.
"This Hero Sword was passed down from Nameless to his beloved disciple, how did it end up in your hands, brat?"
"Tell me quickly, who are you?"
After hearing the old man's words, Wang Yang began to have some doubts.
"It seems that the Heart-Sacrifice Seal that Jian Chen was previously afflicted by this old man."
"So, this old man is Po Jun?"
Thinking of this, Wang Yang's lips curled into a meaningful smile, and then he said:
"Po Jun".
"Who we are is not important; what's important is what you want to do."
Upon hearing what Wang Yang said, Po Jun couldn't help but snort coldly, his face fierce as he said:
"Hand over the Hero's Sword! I'll pretend nothing happened and spare your lives."
"Hahaha!" To Po Jun's utter surprise, as soon as he uttered those words, Zhou Botong and his group could no longer suppress their laughter and burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at? Do you think I can't take your lives?"
Po Jun stared wide-eyed, his face full of anger as he questioned him.
As he said this, an extremely violent aura suddenly erupted from his body.
This energy surged forth like a volcanic eruption.
In an instant, a powerful shockwave, like a raging torrent, swept directly towards Wang Yang and the others with overwhelming force.
Faced with such an overwhelming aura of oppression, everyone present was slightly taken aback, and their faces showed surprise.
None of them expected that this seemingly ordinary and unremarkable old man would actually possess such unfathomable strength.
However, at this critical moment, Wang Yang remained calm and composed, as if he didn't take the menacing Po Jun seriously at all.
Just as the extremely violent shockwave was about to hurtle towards them like a wolf pouncing on its prey, Wang Yang casually extended a finger and pointed at it.
Immediately afterwards, with a crisp sound, an extremely sharp burst of energy shot out from his fingertips.
"Bang!" The next moment, a deafening roar suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in the air.
Everyone hurriedly looked closely, only to find that the surging, unstoppable wave of energy had completely crumbled and vanished without a trace in the face of the powerful force emitted by Wang Yang.
"Um?
Not far away, Po Jun saw this and couldn't help but glance at Wang Yang a few more times.
"I didn't expect you to be so capable, much better than Qi Jianchen!"
"Since that's the case, then take my sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword slung behind Po Jun was suddenly drawn.
"call out!"
The sword was drawn, a fierce light flashed, and terrifying sword energy permeated the air!
Po Jun reached out and grasped the longsword perfectly.
The next moment, he suddenly slashed down with his sword at Wang Yang.
"boom!"
With a slash of the sword, the north wind howled, terrifying sword light exploded, and a vast sword force swept across!
In an instant, a gigantic sword shadow descended and struck above Wang Yang's head.
This sudden scene shocked Zhao Min and the others, leaving them all dumbfounded.
Indeed, Po Jun's strength here is truly extraordinary!
Before everyone could recover from the shock, Wang Yang smiled calmly and reached out.
Then, Wang Yang actually caught the giant sword shadow that was slashing down with two fingers.
"this?"
"How is that possible?"
Upon seeing this, Po Jun's pupils dilated in shock. He never expected that his sword strike, delivered with the Greedy Wolf Sword, would be so easily caught by Wang Yang.
Just as Po Jun was shocked, Wang Yang gave a cold laugh.
Immediately, he gently flicked the two fingers that were holding the sword shadow.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar pierced the air, and the gigantic sword shadow instantly disintegrated!
Then, Wang Yang turned his gaze to Po Jun and said calmly:
"You too shall take this sword strike from the Alliance Leader!"
After saying that, Wang Yang glanced at A Qing who was standing next to him.
Upon receiving Wang Yang's gaze, A Qing immediately understood and shouted, "Young Master, take this sword!"
As she spoke, the Heaven-Slaying Sword that Ah Qing carried on her back was suddenly drawn from its sheath.
With a light wave of his hand, Wang Yang drew the Heaven-Slaying Sword into his hand as if it were being drawn in.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yang slashed at Po Jun with his sword!
The sword flashed like a rainbow, piercing the sky!
The terrifying sword force, vast and mighty, was like a silver ribbon, heading straight for Po Jun.
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