Dongfang Yunqi's face flushed red, and he pointed at Yan Ruyu, shouting angrily:
"I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Sword Sect. In the Zhao Kingdom, the line of holy maidens who want to become my Daoist partners stretches from the Spirit Sword Sect all the way to the capital of Zhao."
I've given you face, haven't I? You don't even respect me. I have as many scum as you as I want.
Today I'm going to drag you to the Spirit Sword Sect and give you a good thrashing!
Hearing such harsh words, Yan Ruyu felt both angry and aggrieved. She knew she was a bit cold-hearted, but she had never said anything excessive to Dongfang Yun.
What gives him the right to call himself a scoundrel?
A mist appeared in Yan Ruyu's beautiful, aggrieved eyes.
Seeing Yan Ruyu's aggrieved expression, Abao pointed at Dongfang Yun and angrily said:
"You were the one who shamelessly insisted on treating us to meals and giving us gifts; we never asked you to do so."
Knowing full well that my sister-in-law is my brother's woman, you still pursue her? Have you no shame?!
"Shut up!" Dongfang Yun pointed at Abao and said venomously, "You're the most unruly one. I'll torture you to death bit by bit later!"
After saying that, he looked at Ling Yun with extremely resentful eyes, and even more so with jealousy. Why should an ant at the third level of Martial Soul have such a beautiful Daoist partner as Yan Ruyu?
If you can't have it, then destroy it.
"Elder Wu must be killed without mercy!"
Elder Wu, who was standing to the side, turned cold, having been waiting for Dongfang Yun to say those words.
Just as they were about to make their move, Ling Yun said coldly:
"Kneel down and apologize to my wife... no, to my sister, or die!"
Ling Yun's voice carried an undeniable tone, instantly making Dongfang Yun and Elder Wu feel a terrifying sense of oppression.
However, the two quickly calmed down.
Dongfang Yun sneered:
"Make me kneel? Heh... Do you deserve it? This is Spirit Sword Sect territory. I can make whoever I want kneel, and I can make whoever I want die!"
"Elder Wu, why aren't you making your move yet!"
Elder Wu nodded slightly, raised his right hand, and the sword box behind him opened instantly. Seven longswords rushed out of the sword box and hovered behind him. Just as he was about to use the swords to kill Ling Yun and the other two, Dongfang Yun raised his hand to interrupt him.
"Wait!"
As he spoke, he looked at Ling Yun with a mocking expression.
"I'll give you a chance to live. Bring your Daoist partner to me and kowtow to me ten times."
"This holy son may consider sparing your life!"
Dongfang Yun enjoyed the feeling of controlling other people's lives and deaths. In his eyes, Ling Yun and the other two were just wild cultivators from the mountains and marshes, and they had no room to resist in front of his Holy Son of the Spirit Sword Sect.
He waited for Ling Yun to kneel down in fear and beg for mercy, bringing his beloved woman to him.
He was humiliating Ling Yun's woman in front of him.
However, Ling Yun's expression turned cold, and with a thud, Dongfang Yun's knees instantly went numb, causing him to kneel on the ground.
Ah~
Seeing that he had actually knelt down, Dongfang Yun was instantly overwhelmed with shame and completely lost his mind.
"Kill Elder Wu!"
"Anyone who dares to harm the Holy Son shall die!"
Elder Wu pointed forward, and seven longswords instantly rushed towards Ling Yun.
The next moment!
A hint of disdain appeared on Ling Yun's lips.
"You're overestimating yourself by wielding a sword in front of me!"
As he spoke, Ling Yun flicked his finger, and seven longswords, along with the previous one, instantly turned and stabbed towards Elder Wu.
Upon seeing this, Elder Wu's pupils shrank to the extreme.
He hurriedly formed a sword incantation, trying to reclaim the eight longswords.
But then, in the next moment!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Elder Wu was torn to pieces by the eight swords and was beyond dead.
When Abao saw this, his eyes widened like saucers.
"Brother, you actually know sword control?"
Ling Yun smiled slightly, "That's easy. I learned it after watching it once back then."
"Big brother, you shouldn't praise yourself like that!" Abao said resentfully.
Hiss~
Dongfang Yun gasped, trembling with fear. He hadn't expected Ling Yun to be so strong.
A person at the third level of Martial Soul can kill a powerhouse at the ninth level of Martial Spirit!
Knowing he was no match for Ling Yun, Dongfang Yun crushed a jade pendant without hesitation.
"Hmph! The Spirit Sword Sect is just around the corner, my fellow disciples and elders will be here soon!"
That will be your end. Hurry up and kneel down to apologize; there's still a chance for you!
Snap!
Ling Yun slapped him across the face from a distance, yelling, "Shut up!"
Immediately afterwards, he used his longsword to pin Dongfang Yun in mid-air.
"If your fellow disciples don't know what's good for them later, then just wait and see how the Spirit Sword Sect is destroyed."
A moment later, thousands of Lingjian Sect disciples arrived on their swords, led by an elder.
"Who dares to be so bold as to injure my Holy Son and kill my Elder on the territory of my Spirit Sword Sect!"
The leading elder of the Spirit Sword Sect rode his sword through the air, looked down at Ling Yun, and shouted angrily.
Snap!
Ling Yun slapped the elder to the ground, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
"He dares to touch our Inner Sect Elder and is courting death! Kill him!"
"Hmph! Don't kill it outright, throw it to the guardian beast later!"
"I've never seen such an arrogant person before!"
"..."
Thousands of inner disciples charged forward with swords drawn.
Seeing this, A Bao and Yan Ruyu immediately stood side by side with Ling Yun, ready to help.
They were worried that Lingyun wouldn't be able to defeat so many people.
Ling Yun waved his hand, signaling the two to step back.
Then, he pointed his finger and said sternly:
"Sword, come!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The swords in the hands of the inner disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect all flew out uncontrollably, and even the sword cases opened automatically.
More than two thousand swords hovered behind Ling Yun.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were all dumbfounded. To control more than two thousand swords at the same time was something that a junior martial artist in the third level of Martial Soul Realm could do.
"go!"
Before the Lingjian Sect disciples could react, Ling Yun spoke softly.
More than two thousand flying swords shot towards the Lingjian Sect disciples at the same time.
Seeing that they were about to be shot to death, the Lingjian Sect disciple immediately knelt on the ground, trembling, and begged for mercy.
"Sword Immortal, spare us! We know we were wrong, please don't kill us!"
"I don't want to die. I have a seventy-year-old mother and a newborn child. My whole family is counting on me."
"We beg you, Sword Immortal, to show mercy! We are all disciples, and we dare not disobey the elders' orders. We swear we will never target you, Sword Immortal!"
"..."
The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were utterly terrified, as Ling Yun's swordsmanship was stronger than any swordsman they had ever seen.
"Immortal Master, spare my life! I apologize on behalf of my son. Please, spare my son's life!"
"I'll agree to anything you say, as long as you don't kill my son!"
"..."
The people of Sword Immortal City rushed over and knelt before Ling Yun.
The family members of every Lingjian Sect disciple live in Jianxian City.
"Brother, their crimes don't warrant death. Why don't we spare their lives?"
Ah Bao asked tentatively.
Ling Yun nodded. Killing the people of Sword Immortal City would drive them mad. If they didn't kill all the people of Sword Immortal City, they wouldn't be able to leave Sword Immortal City.
Just then, a terrifying pressure descended instantly, followed by a deep, ancient voice.
"Dare to offend the Spirit Sword Sect, die!"
"Either you take your own life, or I'll personally finish you off!"
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