Chapter 1595: Chapter 1595: Defending Her With His Life
Although the entire North Abyss Misty Plain was shrouded in a hazy mist, when Ye Fengyun unleashed this sword strike, the sky was still filled with gathering storm clouds, and a sword shadow streaked across the sky, as if it would split the sky open.
Ninth Rank Sword Master, he had already reached the Ninth Rank Sword Master.
"With just this level of power, you dare to challenge me? How arrogant!" Lv Junran sneered, casually slashing out with a sword.
With a "boom," amidst the loud noise, Ye Fengyun suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, shockingly sent flying by Lv Junran’s sword.
"You...your power..." Ye Fengyun struggled to get up, looking at Lv Junran in disbelief, and behind him, several other cultivators from Anyun Country were also stunned.
The competition from Sword Sound Academy had already spread across the continent, and they had heard about Lv Junran’s power. It was said that he was only at the Eighth Rank Sword Master at the time, so how could he defeat Ye Fengyun so easily? This sword was too fast and too sudden, so much so that they hadn’t even clearly seen Lv Junran’s true strength.
"I forgot to tell you, my bloodline has also awakened. Although a step slower than others, even if Mu Hanyan, that bitch, stood before me, I wouldn’t necessarily be weaker," Lv Junran said arrogantly.
"Shut up! If you dare to insult Young Master Mu again, I’ll drag you to the grave with me, even if it kills me," Ye Fengyun’s eyes turned blood-red as he roared in rage.
"So that’s why!" Lv Junran then understood why Ye Fengyun suddenly became so angry, but he became even more arrogant, saying, "Then I insist on insulting her. What can you do to me? Bitch, bitch, bitch... haha!"
"I’ll kill you!" Ye Fengyun shouted in anger, rushing fiercely towards Lv Junran.
The sword light rose again, and with another muffled groan from Ye Fengyun, he was slashed away once more.
Blood continuously dripped down his shoulder, but he didn’t pause at all. Feet barely touching the ground, he pounced towards Lv Junran again.
"Enough! If I don’t show you my true strength, you won’t understand the massive gap between us," Lv Junran said impatiently.
"Wind Dragon, Sword Dance!" With his light cry, a sword light like a gray dragon soared into the sky, roaring angrily towards Ye Fengyun.
Great Sword Master! He had already reached the Great Sword Master Realm, no wonder he was so arrogant, so presumptuous, even barely regarding Mu Hanyan.
The faces of those young cultivators from Anyun Country turned pale, but Ye Fengyun didn’t retreat even a bit, his eyes filled with boundless anger.
"Kill!" Facing Lv Junran’s imposing sword strike, Ye Fengyun neither retreated nor dodged, and unexpectedly poured all his strength into a direct stab at Lv Junran’s heart meridian, a desperate strike to perish together.
"No!" A young cultivator exclaimed in shock.
"Courting death!" Seeing that Ye Fengyun not only showed no sign of retreat but even attempted to perish with him, Lv Junran was enraged, adding a few more degrees of Qi.
In mid-air, that dragon shadow roared long, diving down at a speed uncatchable by the naked eye, opening its ferocious maw towards Ye Fengyun.
Their hearts sank, eyes filled with despair. The gap was too great, Ye Fengyun had no chance of even mutual destruction. Once Lv Junran’s Wind Dragon sword shadow descended, Ye Fengyun would likely be gravely injured, if not dead, his cultivation utterly wasted.
"Stop!" At this moment, a clear and pleasant shout echoed.
A slender and graceful figure flew in, slashing out with a meteoric sword light.
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