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The words of the Hanging Needle Pattern disciple had just finished, and Yang Fei's figure suddenly moved.

He activated Elephant Extreme, and the Power of Dragon and Elephant instantly filled his whole body.

At the same time, Yang Fei seemed like a giant stone, directly rushing towards the two disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

It was said that the dragon elephant's power, while enormous, wasn't very fast.

However, Yang Fei activated Elephant Extreme and then added Extreme Tiger, his speed like the wind, reaching the two disciples in an instant.

He didn't even need to use his hands, just a shake of his shoulder, and with two muffled thuds, the two disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were like kites with broken strings, smashing far away.

Poor disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect couldn't even draw their longswords before Yang Fei knocked them flying without any chance to fight back.

Most terrifyingly, Yang Fei's attack was purely physical.

In the eyes of the two disciples, this guy was just a Martial Artist with overwhelming speed and power.

The Broken Eyebrow disciple crashed onto the Long Bridge, breaking several bones, with his chest deeply sunken in.

While the Hanging Needle Pattern disciple suffered even more, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, fainting on the spot.

The Broken Eyebrow disciple, both shocked and angry, mobilized all his Spiritual Power.

The longsword behind him shot out like lightning, turning into a streak of cold light aimed at Yang Fei's throat.

Yang Fei didn't mind at all, using Tiger Thorn to grab the Sword Edge of the longsword.

His Power of Dragon and Elephant burst forth, and with a crisp sound, the longsword equivalent to a Second Grade Magical Instrument shattered into pieces.

The Broken Eyebrow disciple, his Magical Artifact destroyed and his mind affected, instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was utterly shocked, realizing he was facing a supreme mighty.

This pale-faced Pretty Boy was far from simple.

Who had ever seen a mere Martial Artist shatter a Magical Artifact single-handedly?

The Broken Eyebrow disciple crushed the Jade Talisman hanging around his neck, from which a pale blue small sword flew out, rushing towards the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Main Peak.

The small blue sword was only finger-length, with seven small round holes on the hilt, making a sharp sound while flying, like a long whistle.

In an instant, the sharp alarm sound resounded between all the peaks of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, big and small.

Yang Fei snorted, not bothering to pay attention.

He had just learned from the mouths of the two Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples that Liu Chan seemed to be seriously ill, feeling urgent and worried, he rushed towards the Main Peak of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect along the long suspension bridge.

Susu followed closely behind Yang Fei, breaking into the Mountain-Defending Great Array of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

She knew that once breaking into the Mountain-Defending Great Array of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, it would be extremely dangerous.

But watching Yang Fei rush to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect's Main Peak, Susu couldn't help but worry.

Yang Fei had just entered the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect when he was met by twenty or thirty disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, aggressively blocking Yang Fei's path.

This group of disciples was the Inner Sect disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, each at least reaching level five of the Qi Refinement Realm.

They all flew with swords, their robes fluttering gracefully.

Yang Fei had originally been displeased with Jian Xu taking Liu Chan, and now he was even more unwilling to waste words.

He reached out to grasp the air, shouting.

"Sword, come!"

A giant golden sword appeared in Yang Fei's hand.

This was formed by his Power of Myriad Realms, gathering Geng Metal Particles in the air.

If this longsword met masters of the Foundation Establishment Stage or Grade Five Magical Instruments, it would naturally not be able to do much.

But this group of so-called inner disciples were just Qi Refining Cultivators, their Magical Instruments no more than Level One and Two.

Even if Yang Fei temporarily condenses the Geng Metal Sword, he could completely handle them.

In an instant, the 22 disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect had surrounded Yang Fei.

They stood in positions so arranged, like a kind of Sword Array, swinging their longswords, as if snow surging towards Yang Fei.

If it were someone else, just a moment would lead to the fate of being torn apart by ten thousand swords.

The Geng Metal Longsword in Yang Fei's hand instantly grew to a length of twelve feet.

With such a giant sword, no need for any moves, a block or a chop, generating thunder and wind.

Just a few screams, accompanied by the sound of metal collisions from broken swords.

No less than five or six disciples' figures flew away like kites with broken strings.

These disciples had always been arrogant in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, never have they seen a monster like Yang Fei with such mighty strength.

For the first time fighting with Yang Fei, they suffered a big loss.

Yang Fei chuckled, feeling the pleasure of an adult bullying a child.

He pressed his advantage mercilessly, slicing horizontally and vertically with the Geng Metal Longsword, within three to four breaths, the Sword Array of these 22 disciples was in complete chaos.

This feeling was like a group of Scouts fighting with a big man.

No matter how the Scouts arranged their strategies, the big man could easily, with a few punches and kicks, defeat the Scouts.

Yang Fei, considering Liu Chan's sake, did not slaughter them.

Otherwise, in just a moment, these few oblivious Cultivators would have died at Yang Fei's hands.

The 22 Inner Sect disciples fell to the ground, some injured, vomiting blood, others stunned, dumbfounded from fear.

These people had entered the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to cultivate the Sword Dao, always proud of their sect, thinking themselves invincible.

But how could they have imagined that a mere Martial Artist from Yinxue Tower could beat them scattered, falling apart.

Susu followed Yang Fei slowly, watching Yang Fei display his Divine Might, her heart filled with indescribable joy.

Yang Fei had just reached the second mountain peak when suddenly a long roar came from the Main Peak above.

"Who dares to invade my Ten Thousand Sword Sect!"

Before the words were finished, a ribbon-like sword light plunged down directly from the sky, heading straight for Yang Fei.

Yang Fei looked up and felt cold Sword Intent between his brows and lashes, the skin on his face stinging painfully.

This sword was ten times fiercer than all the attacks from those 22 Inner Sect disciples.

This was a true master of the Sword Dao!

Yang Fei's Geng Metal Sword instantly met the sword that stabbed down from the void.

The edges of the two longswords collided in the air, sparks scattering, raining down like fiery rain.

The person's longsword, like a white rainbow, twisted Yang Fei's Geng Metal Sword into fragments, already stabbing towards Yang Fei.

Yang Fei timely stepped aside, the longsword brushed past Yang Fei's cheek, stabbing forward.

Yang Fei only felt a slight sting on his left cheek, not frightened, but instead laughed heartily.

"This is more like it."

The Sword Cultivator stood three zhang away from Yang Fei, wearing white Nike sportswear, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, vigorous and heroic, surprisingly a rare beauty.

Her face was full of frost.

"Considering you could take one of my swords, also for Liu Chan Junior Sister's sake, I can spare you two from dying, quickly go down the mountain."

Yang Fei snorted, stepped forward.

"Today, without seeing Liu Chan, I won't leave the mountain."

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