Chapter 1238: Heaven’s Cloud Sword

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, "Since that's the case, let's not waste any time."

With that, he stood up, took a step, and appeared directly outside the pavilion, standing in the Void Realm.

The mountain weather was indeed unpredictable; it had been clear and breezy when they ascended, but now a light drizzle had begun to fall.

However, beneath his powerful True Qi, the raindrops seemed to hit an invisible barrier, sliding off to the side without touching him in the slightest.

"A Saint Rank cultivation, truly impressive."

Qianmu Wufu also stepped out, treading on the Void Realm.

"Ye Bufan, you are the most extraordinary Genius I have ever seen in my life. To reach such a Realm at such a young age, if you were given ten more years, I fear no one would be your match.

It's just a pity you shouldn't have come to our Great Dog Country, and even more so, you shouldn't have killed my son, Qianmu Xifeng. Today, you are destined to be buried here."

"Enough of your nonsense. Let's begin. Let me see how much strength your Great Dog Country's Sword Saint truly possesses. Don't be as useless as Qianmu Xifeng."

Ye Bufan stood proudly. As the Dragon King of the Dragon King Palace, he exuded absolute confidence at this moment, not even bothering to take out Dragon Tooth.

"As you wish!"

After Qianmu Wufu finished speaking, he raised his right hand and made a sweeping motion in the Void Realm. Instantly, the misty rain transformed into countless water swords.

These water swords were uniform, each three inches long, incredibly sharp, and shimmered with a dazzling cold light. In that instant, the entire sky seemed to hold tens of thousands of sharp swords.

"Go!"

The water swords simultaneously surged towards Ye Bufan, covering the sky and earth. The momentum was astonishing, as if they would pierce through the long sky.

"Good timing."

Ye Bufan roared and then unleashed a punch.

The surging fist force carried the rolling sound of thunder, and countless lightning bolts streaked out, colliding with the overwhelming water swords. They were instantly shattered into dust, turning back into tiny raindrops.

Qianmu Longxing had been standing by, observing the battle, and his pupils constricted when he saw that punch.

To reach such a Realm at just over twenty years old, and to be able to contend with Qianmu Wufu's Sword Qi with just True Qi, such a cultivation at this age truly made him an unparalleled Genius.

Even though he had Cultivated for decades, he could only look on in awe. No wonder he was able to slay Qianmu Xifeng.

Even Qianmu Wufu's expression changed slightly. Although they had only exchanged one move, the strength displayed by his opponent was terrifying.

"Old man, take a punch from me too."

Ye Bufan, having shattered the water arrows, was naturally unwilling to be passively beaten and unleashed another punch.

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His fist technique was similar to Benlei Palm. As soon as a punch was thrown, thunder rolled, accompanied by dazzling lightning. The momentum was even greater than the previous punch, shaking heaven and earth.

Seeing his punch, Qianmu Wufu's expression became incredibly solemn. He reached out and placed his hand on the treasured sword on his back. Then, a flash of sword light appeared, and a dazzling treasured sword emerged in his palm.

The Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi, one of the most renowned Divine Artifacts in the Great Dog Country, was said to have been taken from within the Yamata no Orochi and was one of the three Divine Artifacts.

After many years of circulation, the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi had disappeared, but unexpectedly, it appeared today in the Sword Saint Family.

After many years, the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi was unsheathed again, and a startling rainbow flashed across the heavens and earth.

"Ye Bufan, as a Huaxia person, to die by my Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi can be considered your honor."

Qianmu Wufu said, then slashed out with his sword, striking at Ye Bufan's thunderous fist force.

Facing the legendary Divine Artifact of the Great Dog Country, Ye Bufan did not retreat in the slightest. His entire being transformed into a Dragon dancing in the Nine Heavens, carrying dazzling lightning, and he unleashed a punch from above, surprisingly intending to directly confront the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi.

The fist force and sword light collided, and with a thunderous roar, lightning exploded, and Qi burst forth, shaking heaven and earth.

A violent airflow swept out in all directions. Even Qianmu Longxing, who was at the Celestial Realm Great Perfection, was forced to retreat repeatedly. The wooden pavilion vibrated with a buzzing sound, as if it could collapse at any moment.

Then, two figures separated, each flying backward dozens of meters.

At this moment, Qianmu Wufu's face was filled with shock, no longer retaining his previous composure.

He held the Divine Artifact Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi in his hand, but in this recent exchange, he hadn't gained any advantage. His opponent had taken the sword strike bare-handed.

At the same time, the lightning power contained within the fist force left him with a numb sensation throughout his body.

Ye Bufan laughed heartily, "Old demon, if that's all you've got, then just wait to reunite with your son."

With that, he unleashed another punch, but this time it wasn't Benlei Palm, but Shadowless Divine Fist.

Qianmu Wufu had never seen such a miraculous fist technique. He initially thought his opponent was just bluffing and was caught off guard, taking a punch directly to the face, leaving his nose and mouth bleeding.

As the previous generation's Sword Saint of the Great Dog Country, a dignified Saint Rank expert, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? He was instantly enraged beyond measure.

But before he could react, Ye Bufan's figure instantly vanished, then reappeared behind him, followed by another palm strike.

Qianmu, who was observing the battle nearby,

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Longxing was startled, not understanding how his opponent could just disappear. Even if he reached the Saint Rank, his speed shouldn't be this fast, right?

Qianmu Wufu was already blinded by anger. Before he could react, Ye Bufan's palm had already struck him in the back of his heart.

His entire body shot out like a cannonball, slamming directly into the nearby mountain, leaving a human-shaped hole.

This time, even Liu Yun, who had been quietly watching, was startled. She had grown up in the Qianmu Family, constantly exposed to Qianmu Wufu's greatness and terrifying presence.

When she revealed her flaw and was captured by the Qianmu Family, her heart was filled with despair. She even hoped that Ye Bufan would not come to save her.

In her opinion, no matter how high her master's cultivation was, he would not be a match for Qianmu Wufu.

But things turned out far beyond her expectations. She never thought that as soon as they engaged, the renowned Sword Saint of the Great Dog Country would be completely suppressed, and now he was being beaten like a dog.

Qianmu Longxing was even more anxious, wanting to see how Qianmu Wufu was. Unfortunately, his cultivation was only at the Celestial Realm Great Perfection, and he could not fly through the air, so he couldn't quickly reach the opposite mountain.

And just then, there was another thunderous roar, and the opposite mountain exploded. Qianmu Wufu, filled with rage, burst out from inside the mountain.

"Huaxia man, you have successfully enraged me."

He was absolutely furious. Since taking over the title of Sword Saint, he had never been defeated, nor had he ever been beaten so miserably by anyone.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, "I didn't expect you, old demon, to be quite resilient. Go ahead and use whatever abilities you have."

"Ye, today I'll show you my true strength."

After Qianmu Wufu finished speaking, his Aura surged dramatically, reaching the Saint Rank Middle Stage.

"Boy, you forced me to reveal my full strength. This is your honor, and also your sorrow. Die."

Qianmu Wufu once again raised the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi. This time, under the urging of his violent True Qi, the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi erupted with a Sword Qi of over three zhang, like a heaven-shaking giant sword, slashing fiercely towards Ye Bufan.

"Old demon, not hiding it anymore?"

Ye Bufan chuckled. With his Divine Sense, he had already seen Qianmu Wufu's cultivation, so he wasn't surprised at all.

Facing his opponent's heaven-shaking sword strike, he showed no sign of panic, not even using Dragon Tooth.

His figure flickered and disappeared from his original spot. When he reappeared, he had already bypassed the Sword Qi and arrived in front of Qianmu Wufu, raising his hand and slapping him.