Hearing Shangguan Hongyu say this, Shui Wuxing undoubtedly breathed a sigh of relief.
But Awan felt uneasy.
Bian Lang and his team had just helped Shenxiangou overcome a crisis when they encountered a powerful enemy. As a result, they could only watch helplessly, unable to offer any assistance.
Liu Yi could see Awan's anxiety and smiled, "Awan, the fact that Shenxian Gou didn't attack us is already a huge help."
The ordinary disciples of Shenxiangou didn't have any particular thoughts, but they felt that if the heavenly soldiers and generals descended from the sky, they might be caught in the crossfire.
But the elders of Shenxian Valley were clearly still thinking that if they made a move against Bianlang, they might actually win a ticket straight to the Heavenly Realm.
However, Yan Ruyu's reluctance to make a move was causing the elders considerable distress.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Ruyu, being a celestial being, certainly couldn't afford to waste time arguing with Bian Lang.
If they don't unleash their absolute and overwhelming power, it might damage the divine might that mortals perceive in the gods.
Yan Ruyu slowly raised her right hand, and a long sword as white as jade appeared in her palm.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "Immortal, you revealed your weapon right away. Are you worried that you are no match for me?"
"This kind of psychological attack is ineffective against me," Yan Ruyu sneered.
His purpose in descending to the mortal realm this time is to capture the criminal Bian Lang, or even just bring back Bian Lang's corpse.
Any means are acceptable as long as the goal can be achieved.
The means are not the problem; the important thing is to achieve the goal as quickly as possible.
Yan Ruyu believed that Bian Lang was very capable, but compared to immortals, he was probably still far behind.
If there were beings in the mortal realm capable of defeating immortals, it would be the greatest insult to the immortals of the celestial realm.
Bian Lang said, "Believe it or not, I can beat an immortal to tears with my bare hands."
"Hehe..." Yan Ruyu thought Bian Lang had something wrong with his brain. She was already being good enough by not being beaten to a pulp, yet he actually wanted her to cry for her parents.
But judging from the expressions of the others, they were clearly disappointed.
Those people rarely get to see gods from the heavens, but after these gods appeared, they were constantly ridiculed and humiliated by Bian Lang, yet they were unable to respond in any way.
This has led some people to suspect that Yan Ruyu might be a fraud.
Those Nascent Soul Ancestors who practiced lightning techniques could undoubtedly replicate the extraordinary phenomena that occurred when Yan Ruyu appeared.
If they were true gods, would they need to say so much when they came to the mortal realm to capture a mortal?
But Bian Lang felt that Yan Ruyu came from the heavens.
Yan Ruyu knew that Luo Xiafei was a good example of this.
Of course, the most crucial thing was his clothes. The material didn't exist in the mortal world; it was woven by celestial fairies from clouds and rainbows.
With a cold laugh, Yan Ruyu appeared in front of Bian Lang in a flash, her long sword mercilessly thrusting towards Bian Lang's throat.
Everyone was greatly surprised.
Yan Ruyu's attacks were as swift as thunder and as gentle as a breeze, extremely unpredictable.
Many experts imagined that if it were them, they might die by Yan Ruyu's sword.
But to their utter surprise, Bian Lang not only didn't dodge, but instead leaped forward, using his throat to block Yan Ruyu's longsword, forcing Yan Ruyu to drift backward.
What's going on?
Everyone stared in disbelief, feeling that what they were seeing was not real.
The truth is that Bian Lang was stabbed through the throat with a sword, his blood splattered across the sky, and his soul returned to the underworld.
Many people close their eyes, then open them again, only to see the same scene again.
Bian Lang stared intently at Yan Ruyu's longsword, forcing Yan Ruyu to retreat continuously.
Yan Ruyu's originally arrogant and calm face was now filled with fear.
"Bian Lang is really..." Liu Yi didn't know how to describe Bian Lang.
Yan Ruyu is a deity. Tell me, what mortal would dare to take a celestial sword from a deity's hand and fight with him?
Shangguan Hongyu chuckled, "After tens of thousands of years, he's become even more adept at acting cool than before."
"That's really cool." Dugu Qiusheng's face was full of envy.
Liu Yi said, "Even if we work hard for several lifetimes, we will never reach Bian Lang's level."
"Can that brother still be considered human?" Dugu Qiusheng's eyes were somewhat confused.
Noticing Shangguan Hongyu's somewhat annoyed gaze, Dugu Qiusheng quickly added, "I mean, can Brother Bian still be considered a mortal?"
To dare to catch a deity's sword with one's throat is something no ordinary person could do.
Bian Lang abruptly stopped, watching Yan Ruyu continue to drift backward, and sneered, "Immortal, I told you you couldn't kill me."
Those watching were even more bewildered.
Awan and Shui Wuxing exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with confusion.
Now they finally understand that what Shangguan Hongyu meant by Shenxian Gou not helping was actually the greatest help to Bian Lang.
Seeing this scene, the elders of Shenxian Valley, as well as the top experts from other sects, must have to carefully consider whether or not to help Yan Ruyu take down Bian Lang.
Yan Ruyu steadied herself and chuckled, "You are indeed very strong. It seems Brother Luo was not lying to me."
The difference is that Luo Xiafei was alone, while he brought tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals this time.
One-on-one, he couldn't defeat Bian Lang. But with the help of tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, even ten Bian Langs would have to surrender obediently.
Yan Ruyu may seem arrogant, but in reality, she is extremely cautious in her actions.
Bian Lang said, "It seems that the Immortal intends to rely on those heavenly soldiers and generals, but are they really reliable?"
"The fighting power of the heavenly soldiers and generals can only be truly appreciated by witnessing it firsthand," Yan Ruyu said.
Bian Lang sighed, "It's a pity I won't be able to witness it today."
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