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Whether it's Yinxue Tower or Dragon Group, they have recently risen in an incredibly arrogant manner.

The rise of these two major organizations is closely linked to Yang Fei.

It can be said that in the hearts of many people, Yang Fei's status is definitely not inferior to the Sect Masters of the various Great Immortal Sects.

However, these two mountain guardian disciples from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect are ignorant and unaware of what an extraordinary monster Yang Fei is.

Their arrogant attitude ignited Yang Fei's anger.

Although the mist is fleeting, it seems as if there is nothing there.

But Yang Fei knows that within the rolling cloud sea lies the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

He took a deep breath and activated the Heaven and Earth Myriad Phenomena Art, and saw the cumulonimbus clouds gradually gather above the cloud sea, forming a yellow-black accumulation of thunderclouds.

The low-hanging thundercloud is pressing down on the mountain gate, making the two mountain guardian disciples immediately alert.

In this Mount Shu Golden Summit, where spiritual energy is abundant, the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, how could there be a thundercloud appearing?

Boom!

Before the two disciples could warn, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

The lightning had just hit the lower sky, and the mountain gate array immediately rose up a cyan light shield, blocking the lightning outside the mountain gate.

However, the moment the lightning flashed, the scene inside the Ten Thousand Sword Sect mountain gate was revealed.

The cloud sea churned, and various-sized conical Spirit Peaks were suspended in mid-air.

And the tallest peak is where the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect cultivates, and is also the forbidden area of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Yang Fei saw very clearly, he gently patted Susu's shoulder.

"Wait here for me, I'll be right back. Since Jian Xu doesn't welcome distant guests, I'll fight them until they come out."

Susu's heart pounded.

He knew Yang Fei was daring, but he didn't expect him to be so bold, to challenge the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect alone.

Before Susu could speak, Yang Fei strode into the cloud sea.

Yang Fei had just arrived at the cloud sea when he heard a loud shout.

"How dare a mere martial artist from Yinxue Tower intrude into our Ten Thousand Sword Sect, stop immediately?"

With the shouting, two disciples with longswords on their backs emerged from the churning cloud sea.

The expressions on their faces were arrogant and filled with anger.

The Broken Eyebrow Disciple saw Yang Fei's harmless appearance, with no spiritual energy fluctuations on him, and felt even more disdain.

This pretty boy, not knowing where he got a thunder element magical artifact, came here to show off, utterly ignorant of the sky's limit.

Just that thunderclap earlier, disturbing the mountain gate, the two mountain guardian disciples could break his legs.

The disciple with a Hanging Needle Pattern on his forehead glanced at Susu a short distance away, feeling a bit cautious.

This girl is full of spiritual energy, strikingly beautiful, often people like this have terrifying backing.

As for the Yinxue Tower's Yang Fei in front of them, the two mountain guardian disciples didn't care about him at all.

Yang Fei looked at the two disciples and sneered slightly.

"Let your Sect Master Jian Xu come out to see me, you're not qualified to question me."

The two Mount Shu disciples were stunned, thinking they had heard wrong.

Looking at Yang Fei's serious appearance, they both burst out laughing.

Jian Xu has already reached the Core Formation Stage, such cultivation is rare in the world.

Moreover, his Qing Xu Sword is unfathomable.

Jian Xu established the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and to seize the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land of Mount Shu, his Qing Xu Sword suppressed the major experts of various Great Immortal Sects, defeating 18 grandmaster-level Taoist experts.

Such a person, with such an identity, is he someone a mere Mortal World figure can see as they wish?

Listening to the two Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples' reckless and ear-splitting laughter, Susu bit her lip, her elegant face showing some anger.

Yang Fei remained calm, waiting for the two disciples to finish laughing before he spoke indifferently.

"If Jian Xu doesn't come out to see me today, I'll flatten your Ten Thousand Sword Sect."

This statement almost made the Broken Eyebrow Disciple laugh again.

The disciple with a Hanging Needle Pattern quickly pulled him back, still wearing a mocking smile.

"You should go back, our Sect Master is treating Junior Sister Liu Chan, he won't see you."

Yang Fei was shocked, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"What's wrong with Liu Chan?"

The Hanging Needle Pattern disciple glanced at Yang Fei, sighed longly.

"It's best if you don't meddle in Liu Chan's matters, and let me kindly remind you not to come to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect again in the future."

"Your Yinxue Tower may be formidable, but people like me, with one person and one sword, can wipe you out."

As he spoke, as if to prove his words, the longsword behind him suddenly rang aloud, automatically unsheathing to slash at a nearby large rock.

Boom!

The rock split in the middle, the upper half weighing about two or three tons, wobbled and fell down, the cut smooth as a mirror.

The longsword, like a white rainbow, flew back to the disciple, spinning around him incessantly, like performing a magic trick.

Such flying sword technique is indeed extraordinary.

If it were in the modern civilized society, even a small Special Forces unit, fully armed with added firepower, might not be a match for this flying sword.

The Broken Eyebrow Disciple cheered loudly beside him.

"Great swordsmanship, Senior Brother, I see your flying sword technique seems to have improved a lot since last month."

The Hanging Needle Pattern disciple showed a proud expression, yet deliberately shook his head, sighed.

"I am embarrassed, I just broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining Period."

"Such a flying sword technique can only be performed twice, any more and my body won't have enough accumulated spiritual energy."

The Broken Eyebrow Disciple shook his head.

"Senior Brother is being humble. If it's truly a confrontation, one sword is enough to take someone's life, why need two more?"

He said this, glanced at Yang Fei, his eyes full of contempt.

"Did you see? Martial Arts Masters like you, we would kill one as soon as one comes."

"My Senior Brother, with one person and one sword, could slaughter all of you from Yinxue Tower, you should go back, don't play with death."

Yang Fei let out a cold laugh: "Is that so?"

At this moment, the Hanging Needle Pattern disciple's longsword happened to be floating in front of Yang Fei, bobbing up and down.

This guy, to show off, after slicing the rock didn't retract his sword.

The longsword danced, constantly performing fancy moves in mid-air.

Bang!

Yang Fei suddenly struck, delivering a heavy punch to the longsword.

He activated the Nine Extremes Force, an unimaginable massive strength, suddenly smashed upon the longsword.

The Hanging Needle Pattern disciple's longsword was just a second grade magical instrument, how could it withstand such a heavy blow?

The sword emitted a crisp crackling sound, splintering into two or three pieces of scrap iron, fluttering down to the ground, devoid of spiritual energy.

In this instant, the Hanging Needle Pattern disciple grunted, staggering backwards, his face flushed red, nearly spitting blood.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Broken Eyebrow Disciple's eyes almost bulged out.

This guy actually used brute force to break a flying sword, this was something unimaginable even in dreams.

This was a second grade magical instrument, linked with the Hanging Needle Pattern disciple's spirit.

After blood recognition and using spiritual energy to temper daily, he had become mentally connected with this longsword.

This sword, within hundreds of meters, could kill and draw blood as easily as reaching into a bag.

The Hanging Needle Pattern disciple barely managed to come back to his senses, looked at the sword broken into three pieces on the ground, heart bleeding.

After the heartache, he then became enraged.

"Kid, you're courting death!"

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