*To avenge a red face in anger!*
Zhang Yuanlin felt upset as he saw everyone only discussing that monstrosity and ignored him!
Now, witnessing the goddess in his heart in the same room with another man, his anger surged into the sky.
The fierce wind kicked up by the Profound Qi grew stronger and stronger.
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted and blown up.
The figures of two people appeared inside, one of whom was Leng Bi Yue.
The Saintess of the Fairy Sect!
Her face was like that of a fairy descending to the mundane world, incredibly beautiful.
The crowd was stunned upon seeing her!
But immediately, they snapped back to their senses.
Because beside Leng Bi Yue, there was another man!
The man leaned leisurely inside the sedan chair, eating the rare fruits handed to him by Leng Bi Yue.
This scene!
Left everyone dumbfounded!
"Did I just see this right, the Saintess of the Fairy Sect feeding a man?"
"Who is this man that he can be cared for this way by the Saintess?"
"It seems the Saintess has no signs of resistance, she's wholly willing!"
Yang Yan looked down at Zhang Yuanlin from the sedan chair, his gaze calm.
He wasn't in a hurry, but Zhang Yuanlin was.
"You, you all!"
He extended his hand, pointing at Leng Bi Yue and Yang Yan.
His lips trembled, unable to speak.
"Ah..."
Anger, overwhelming anger!
Profound Qi burst from his body, condensing into Sword Qi in the air.
Sword Qi surged and crisscrossed!
The sharp Sword Qi tore through the air.
Hovering above Zhang Yuanlin's head, he held his breath and focused.
"Lady Leng, step aside, I want to fight him!"
Though furious, Zhang Yuanlin was still a gentleman.
He cherished beauties and didn't want to hurt Leng Bi Yue.
Leng Bi Yue glanced at him briefly, then respectfully turned towards Yang Yan.
"Master, let me take action and discipline this disrespectful person for you!"
Zhang Yuanlin's every word was met with Leng Bi Yue's cold murderous intent.
In her eyes, Zhang Yuanlin was unfamiliar, even unknown.
But Yang Yan was different!
Yang Yan was her master!
The one who controlled her life!
The weight between the two was beyond comparison.
"Lady Leng, what did you say?" Zhang Yuanlin was stunned.
He didn't expect Leng Bi Yue to speak only to discipline him.
Moreover, she called the man beside her, master!
To discipline him on behalf of the master!
The Saintess of the Fairy Sect had become a servant to a man!
The surrounding onlookers were also too shocked to speak.
"Master, allow me to kill him!
A small character, the Saintess need not intervene!" said Wudao Tian, who carried the sedan chair.
He was at the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and handling Zhang Yuanlin, a cultivator who just entered the Daoist Palace, posed no problem.
Even if he called himself Little Genius, Wudao Tian was confident.
The sword behind Zhang Yuanlin also unsheathed at that moment.
"You, how dare you!
Not only do you insult me in front of others, but you also dare to underestimate me!
I will show you the power of Yunxiao Sect's Yunxiao Thirty-Three Swords!"
Swinging his sword, the spiraling Sword Qi displayed its sharp brilliance.
"Sword Qi, slash!"
The sword in his hand swept down, and the Sword Qi cut towards Yang Yan.
The murderous intent was solely directed at Yang Yan!
In his eyes, the way Leng Bi Yue treated him was because of Yang Yan's coercion.
*If not for him, how could Leng Bi Yue, such a pure and flawless saintess,*
*become a servant, let alone willingly serve a man!*
Zhang Yuanlin's eyes were icy.
A hundred strands of Sword Qi, under Zhang Yuanlin's control, rushed straight towards Yang Yan.
The frigid Sword Qi exuded ultimate murderous intent.
"Master!" Leng Bi Yue brought out the Heaven Flipping Seal in her hand.
She immediately intended to intervene and block the Sword Qi Zhang Yuanlin aimed at Yang Yan to protect him.
In her eyes, Yang Yan's importance transcended all else.
But before she acted, Zhang Yuanlin's Sword Qi aimed at Yang Yan halted midair.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
A series of sounds resembling glass shattering was heard, it was the Sword Qi!
The Sword Qi that had been hovering midair shattered, crumbled, and dissipated.
Blood oozed from Zhang Yuanlin's lips, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"How did my Sword Qi..."
Without touching the opponent, it shattered on its own.
This had never happened before!
Leng Bi Yue was equally surprised.
*Why?* she was equally puzzled.
Earlier, Wudao Tian's sword had severed itself when stabbing at Yang Yan.
Now the Sword Qi Zhang Yuanlin utilized also shattered before Yang Yan.
Only Yang Yan knew the real answer.
"A cultivator who only practices Sword Qi and sword moves without cultivating the Sword Realm?" Yang Yan smiled lightly.
Sword Force, Sword Intent, Sword Dao!
These were the three realms of the sword!
Within the Sword Force, there were three smaller realms.
With a sword, Human Sword Unity, Swordless!
Among these three Sword Realms, Yang Yan had already touched the realm of Human Sword Unity!
Coupled with possessing the Supreme Innate Sword Bone!
Therefore, within and beneath the Human Sword Unity realm, he was supreme.
As long as a cultivator used a sword within this Sword Realm, regardless of cultivation level, they could not harm him with a sword.
As for Zhang Yuanlin, who didn't cultivate the Sword Realm, only practiced Sword Techniques, Sword Qi, and sword moves beneath the Human Sword Unity Sword Realm, he was naturally even less qualified to harm him!
When Sword Qi encountered him, it was as though meeting the Supreme, it recoiled, not daring to offend!
Zhang Yuanlin gripped his sword tightly.
"What trick did you use?" he asked.
Yang Yan looked at him calmly.
"Do I need to use tricks to deal with you?"
Zhang Yuanlin's expression turned ugly.
"Not only do you underestimate me, but you also humiliate me.
*I do not believe that you can withstand this sword!*"
He gripped his sword as the Profound Qi burst forth, transforming into the shape of a sword.
Man and sword, becoming one!
"It's the Human Sword Unity realm!"
"He actually entered such a realm!"
"Zhang Yuanlin truly lives up to the name Little Genius, no wonder he's so arrogant!"
The surrounding people were astonished.
In Human Sword Unity, Zhang Yuanlin with his sword carried fierce Sword Qi, thrusting towards Yang Yan.
"Die!" Zhang Yuanlin shouted.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
He heard the sound of things breaking beside his ear.
"What!!!"
Zhang Yuanlin saw that the tip of the sword in his hand had shattered.
And as the tip shattered, the rest shattered in sequence.
Until his Sword Qi, the longsword in his hand, and the person himself!
"No..."
Zhang Yuanlin shouted, and he suddenly released the longsword in his hand!
Bang!
His body fell, covered in cracks.
The entire body, nearly shattered!
Blood flowed from the cracks, staining the ground red.
His eyes looked towards Yang Yan inside the sedan chair, and what he saw was no longer Yang Yan.
But a Supreme Sword!
"He..." Zhang Yuanlin uttered a single word and then fell silent.
Silence!
The onlookers, all fell silent.
"Claiming to be a Little Genius, after achieving the Human Sword Unity realm, Zhang Yuanlin, dead?" They were all dumbfounded.
Zhang Yuanlin's cultivation level was at the Daoist Palace realm, and he possessed Yunxiao Thirty-Three Swords.
He even comprehended the Sword Realm of Human Sword Unity!
Yet, after using all his trump cards to kill a person.
That person sat without moving, just watching quietly!
Then Zhang Yuanlin simply disintegrated?
"What kind of Divine Skill is this person practicing?"
"Could it be the legendary Shadowless and Formless Divine Skill, where a mere glare could kill?"
"But he didn't even glare at anyone!"
Yang Yan moved his gaze, pointing at Zhang Yuanlin, a golden Profound Qi shot out.
Boom!
Zhang Yuanlin was shattered by his force in a single breath.
The dissipated power was entirely absorbed by him.
"To the city center!" he said.
"As you wish, Master."
Wudao Tian continued to carry Yang Yan forward, as if nothing had just happened.
"He directly killed Zhang Yuanlin, leaving no corpse behind, completely setting enmity with the Yunxiao Sect!"
"Such boldness, who exactly is he?"
"Did you notice, the Profound Qi he released was golden, he could be from an Ancient Family, or a member of a Hidden Family!"
After Yang Yan and his group left, those remaining still speculated about his identity.
At the center of Cloud City, on the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
A figure with a folding fan in a white robe at the eighth table had his complexion suddenly turn pale, as if losing a bit of color.
He was Yuan Shaotian, the Saint Heir of Xuantian Sect, Zhang Yuanlin's cousin.
A young man beside him looked over.
"Shaotian, what's wrong?"
Yuan Shaotian's expression was solemn.
"My cousin was killed!" he said.
Instantly, everyone inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion turned their heads.
Those present were not just Saint Heirs or Saintesses, but also Little Geniuses of various sects.
Below the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
"Master, that's the most famous Drunken Immortal Pavilion in Cloud City, would you like to go sit for a while?" Leng Bi Yue pointed to a tall pavilion in the distance and asked.
"Let's go."