Chapter 1232: The Devil Kills with One Sword

The speaker was Gongben Jìwǔ, the Old Ancestor of the Miyamoto. Unlike Miyamoto Arataichi from before, he was a genuine Saint-Grade Martial Saint, exuding a monstrous Aura and killing intent.

Out of a Martial Saint's pride, he did not invite the other great families to surround and attack. Instead, he took a step forward and arrived before Ye Bufan.

In his opinion, even if Ye Bufan had some tricks, he would definitely not be his opponent.

"Young man, quickly save my Grandson, and I can consider letting you live."

He didn't attack directly, hoping that the other party could once again save Miyamoto Arataichi.

Ye Bufan smiled coldly, "You want me to save him, and then your Miyamoto will kill me?"

Not to mention that Miyamoto Arataichi's situation involved his essence blood being completely burned out, making him beyond saving for anyone; even if he could be saved, Ye Bufan wouldn't act.

Just then, Miyamoto Arataichi exhaled his last breath, his eyes rolled back, and he died.

"Father!" Miyamoto Hideki cried out in sorrow, then turned and shouted, "Grandfather, please avenge my father."

Seeing his Grandson in such a state, Gongben Jìwǔ was furious.

"Hua Xia person, I will kill you."

His killing intent soared to the sky, and with a whoosh, he drew the samurai saber from his back.

"If you want to kill me, you need to have the ability."

Ye Bufan stretched out a hand, and a golden long saber appeared in his palm—it was the Dragon Fang.

"Take a Saber of mine first."

He had been enduring the Miyamoto for these days, and now it was finally time for revenge.

With a swing of the Dragon Fang in his hand, a Saber light, like lightning, streaked through the Void Realm, its sharp Saber glow piercing the eyes.

As a sharp sound of tearing air resounded, a heaven-shaking Saber struck down on Gongben Jìwǔ.

The surrounding crowd's expressions changed in unison. No one expected Ye Bufan to be so strong, nor did they expect him to strike first in such a situation.

As soon as he made his move, Gongben Jìwǔ immediately sensed the opponent's power, his expression slightly changing. He hadn't expected this Young man to also be a Saint-Grade Martial Saint.

However, he wasn't overly flustered. Even Martial Saints in the Early Stage were divided by Rank. Given the opponent's age, he was probably a recent Breakthrough, and no matter what, he couldn't compare to a veteran expert like himself.

He gripped the samurai saber tightly, calmly unleashing all of his Saber Intent.

At this moment, countless Saber shadows enveloped him, and then a terrifying Saber Qi storm, centered on him, swept outwards.

All the air at the center of the storm was completely torn apart, emitting faint sonic booms.

When the Saber glow from Ye Bufan's hand struck, it paused for a moment, then was completely torn apart by the violent Qi storm.

Of course, this was also because he hadn't used his full strength. In order not to alarm the other great families nearby, he only displayed his Saint-Grade Early Stage cultivation.

Gongben Jìwǔ took a step forward, and the surrounding Saber Qi storm became even more terrifying, rushing towards Ye Bufan, seemingly wanting to engulf and shred him.

At the same time, Ye Bufan struck again. The Dragon Fang in his hand flew out, directly slashing towards the sweeping Saber Qi storm. This Saber was incredibly fast, like lightning tearing through the Void Realm, sharp and fierce.

"Boom…"

With a earth-shattering roar, the Dragon Fang instantly cut Gongben Jìwǔ's Saber Qi storm into nothingness.

Moreover, its momentum was undiminished, directly striking towards his right arm.

Gongben Jìwǔ's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected this Young man to be so powerful. He flashed his body, barely dodging the Saber.

Even so, his arm was still cut by the Dragon Fang, leaving a bloody gash.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding people were in an uproar. No one expected that in the very first exchange, it would be the Old Ancestor of the Miyamoto who was injured.

One must know that this was a Saint-Grade expert, even in the entire Great Dog Country, he was among the top existences.

After being injured, Gongben Jìwǔ's eyes became incredibly sharp, and the killing intent on his body grew even stronger.

A Hua Xia person of such a young age having this level of cultivation meant that he absolutely could not be allowed to leave, otherwise he would surely become a great threat to the Great Dog Country in the future.

"Demon God One-Slash."

Gongben Jìwǔ completely disregarded the wound on his arm. He first took a deep breath, then swung the samurai saber in his hand, instantly condensing a Saber glow over three zhang long.

In that instant, the Saber glow, like lightning tearing through the sky, crossed several zhang and instantly arrived above Ye Bufan's head.

Beneath the Saber glow, an incredibly terrifying power ravaged the surrounding space, tearing all the air apart.

Most terrifying was that within the Saber glow, a phantom figure resembling a Demon God faintly appeared, wielding a long Saber and slashing towards Ye Bufan, as if to shatter this entire world.

At the same time, a violent Aura emanated from the Demon God, covering several zhang in radius, sending shivers down one's spine.

Demon God One-Slash, the Miyamoto's ultimate technique. A single Saber strike, like a Demon God descending.

The people from the other great families nearby all changed color, not expecting this Saber to possess such great power when used by Gongben Jìwǔ.

"It's over, that Hua Xia person is completely finished…"

"That's right, the Demon God One-Slash is truly too terrifying. This kid is dead for sure…"

"Gongben Jìwǔ has been hiding for so many years, he's actually terrifying to this extent…"

While shocked, people believed Ye Bufan was doomed.

Changsun Dongju, seeing all this, was even more terrified, wishing she could rush over and block the Saber for her son.

Unfortunately, she was tightly controlled by two Elders of the Miyamoto, unable to move even a single finger.

Ye Bufan, however, smiled slightly, not taking it seriously at all.

"Mere parlor tricks. Watch how I break it."

After speaking, the Dragon Fang in his hand suddenly flared up, like a rising sun, emitting dazzling golden light, instantly engulfing the Demon God.

Immediately following, an earth-shattering roar came, and countless scattered Saber Qi wildly swept in all directions, forcing everyone to retreat.

As the Saber glow dissipated, Gongben Jìwǔ retreated seven or eight steps consecutively, then violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

On Ye Bufan's side, he stood rooted to the spot, unmoving and calm, clearly showing the difference in their strength.

Everyone present was greatly alarmed, not expecting that after such a terrifying Saber strike, Gongben Jìwǔ would be defeated again.

The most shocked was Gongben Jìwǔ himself. He couldn't imagine why there was such a huge gap despite both being in the Saint-Grade Early Stage.

"Alright, it's time to send you on your way."

Before everyone could recover, the Dragon Fang in Ye Bufan's hand struck again. The monstrous Saber Qi finally condensed into a golden long Saber in front of him, carrying terrifying Saber Intent, and slashed towards Gongben Jìwǔ.

Gongben Jìwǔ immediately faced a formidable enemy. The samurai saber in his hand condensed over a dozen sword lights in front of him, tightly protecting his body within them.

Unfortunately, facing Ye Bufan's Saber, his sword lights were of little use. They disintegrated upon contact, and he himself was sent flying backward, a deep, bone-visible gash across his chest.

Gongben Jìwǔ gushed blood while still in mid-air. The sharp Saber Qi had shattered his internal organs, and it was clear he wouldn't survive.

At this, the entire audience was astonished. To kill the Martial Saint Old Ancestor of the Miyamoto with one strike—how terrifying must that cultivation be?

Especially the people of the Miyamoto. A Family Head had just died, and now even Gongben Jìwǔ was killed.

Such immense losses could no longer be described as merely 'hurting the bones and muscles'; it was likely that the Miyamoto would be removed from the five great families from now on.