Chapter 1589: Cutting Mountains and Rivers with a Sword

"Old man, what are you yelling about?"

Ye Bufan sat in his seat, eating an apple that Su Ruyue had peeled for him, and said, "Just now, your Yunxia Mountain said it yourselves: it's about winning and losing, and life and death.

Did you make this agreement with a compassionate heart? Or did you think that only others could die, and people from your Yunxia Mountain couldn't?"

His voice didn't sound loud, but with the infusion of True Qi, it clearly spread throughout Yanbo Lake.

"That's right, they were the ones yelling just now that it was about winning and losing, and life and death. Now that only one of their people has died, they're running out and making a fuss. Are they bad losers?"

"Yeah, is this rule just for others? Others can die, but they themselves can't?"

The people present burst into an uproar, their criticisms directed straight at Yunxia Mountain.

Xue Liang's old face immediately turned a pig-liver color, but he couldn't say anything. There was nothing he could do; they were completely in the wrong.

"Young man, dare you fight me?"

Xu Liang took a step forward, directly arriving opposite Ye Tian.

His eyes gleamed with murderous intent, clearly wanting to avenge Guan Ping, but also afraid that the opponent would simply withdraw.

After all, this was an arranged fight, and Yunxia Mountain was a renowned Sect. They had to consider their reputation no matter what. If the other party didn't agree, he couldn't forcibly attack, at least not now.

"Alright!"

Ye Tian was fearless, calmly uttering two words.

"Young man, I am skilled with the sword. Take out your weapon."

Although Xu Liang was filled with rage, he was a man who had lived for a hundred years and was not as impulsive as a Young man.

Ye Tian's punch just now was incredibly fierce, so much so that even he wasn't confident he could block it, which is why he directly used a weapon.

Ye Tian shook his head: "No need, just fists are enough."

He was originally a Heavenly Corpse, his entire body as hard as iron; any part of him was a weapon.

"Who is this Young man? He's too domineering."

"He's truly a honey badger, ruthless and a man of few words. My idol…"

The onlookers caused another sensation. Many people had already been impressed by Ye Tian's punch just now, instantly becoming his fans.

"In that case, I won't hold back!"

After Xu Liang finished speaking, he slowly drew the long sword from his back. Immediately, a chilling Sword Qi swept all around, and the temperature of the entire Yanbo Lake seemed to drop significantly.

"Young man, today I'll let you witness my Sun-Viewing Sword Art."

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After a loud shout, he twisted his wrist, and the long sword in his eyes instantly transformed into a sky full of golden light, like a dazzling sun, shining over Yanbo Lake.

"Oh my goodness, this is too amazing!"

As the third Elder of Yunxia Mountain, Xu Liang possessed the genuine cultivation of Saint Great Perfection, and he was originally a master of the sword. His Sun-Viewing Sword Art had its own unique aspects.

It was precisely because of this that as soon as his long sword appeared, it immediately caused a burst of exclamations.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zixiong swept away his previous dejection and excitedly shouted again.

"It's over, Ye Tian is completely finished this time. I wonder what he'll use to be arrogant now…"

Di Qingsheng followed, saying, "Exactly, that person just now wasn't a strong Martial Artist from Yunxia Mountain; this is a true master."

Not only them, but February Group and others who had bet on Yunxia Mountain also became excited. This sword strike seemed to give them hope again.

Xu Liang, however, paid no attention to this. The long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light, finally transforming into a giant sword several zhang long, which fiercely slashed towards Ye Tian.

The sword light cut through the air, and the sharp Sword Qi tore through the sky, fiercely striking the surface of Yanbo Lake.

The lake surface, which had been as calm as a mirror, was instantly split in two, actually being cut clean through.

"What the hell, is this even human?"

The third Elder's sword, which severed mountains and rivers, immediately stunned everyone. The people present all jumped up from the ground, letting out exclamations.

It was no wonder everyone was shocked; whether Martial Artist or ordinary person, no one had ever seen such a powerful sword strike.

A sword that severs mountains and rivers—they had originally thought this only existed in legends, but today they witnessed it with their own eyes. It was simply a divine technique!

"Hahaha, amazing, truly amazing! Did you see that? This is a hidden Sect, this is the power of the third Elder! That Young man must have been completely cut down, right?"

Yang Zixiong slapped his thigh and jumped up excitedly again.

Di Qingsheng followed, shouting, "Uncle, does that even need to be said? If he can even cut the lake water, that Young man is dead for sure!"

The two of them were dancing with excitement, but suddenly stopped abruptly, staring blankly at the lake surface, only to see Ye Tian standing there completely unharmed.

It turned out that Xu Liang's previous sword strike, though seemingly powerful, had missed, not even touching a corner of his clothes.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zixiong was instantly beaten back to his original state. He swallowed with difficulty: "Why isn't this bastard dead yet?"

Di Qingsheng said, "Uncle, don't worry. That Young man just…

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luckily escaped one calamity. With the third Elder's sword art, killing him is only a matter of time.

Once he dies, Ye Bufan will be next."

"That's right, that Young man is dead for sure."

The two echoed each other, sentencing Ye Tian to death.

However, Xu Liang in mid-air was not in such a relaxed mood. Through their recent exchange, he had already seen that the cultivation of this Young man in front of him was in no way inferior to his own; he was a true Saint Great Perfection.

This filled him with shock. When did the Secular World produce such a master? And he was only in his early twenties.

One must know that even in their Yunxia Mountain, it would be impossible to cultivate such a Young master.

"Young man, take another one of my sword strikes!"

No matter what, he was battle-hardened. He immediately composed himself, and the long sword in his hand once again burst forth with dazzling golden light, slashing down from mid-air.

But even if his sword art was divine, Ye Tian's movement technique was faster. After more than a dozen consecutive slashes, they still missed every time, not even harming a single hair on the opponent.

The more Xu Liang fought, the more his heart was shocked, but to others, it completely looked like the third Elder was suppressing Ye Tian.

Di Qingsheng excitedly said, "Uncle, did you see that? That Young man named Ye is being beaten by the third Elder with no ability to fight back at all. It's only a matter of time before he's cut to death."

Yang Zixiong nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense. If you ask me, that Young man will be dead within three moves."

And just then, Ye Bufan, sitting in his seat, called out, "Ye Tian, end the fight."

It turned out that he had just transmitted a message to Ye Tian, wanting to see how Yunxia Mountain's sword art was, which was why he had kept dodging, delaying for more than a dozen moves.

Now it seemed that Xu Liang's sword art was nothing special, and he had lost interest in watching further.

As soon as he spoke, the people around him immediately erupted.

"Is this guy an idiot? It's clear that Ye Tian is being suppressed, yet he's still saying 'end the fight.' How will he defeat the other person, by bragging?"

"Exactly! You say 'end it,' then end it. If you're so awesome, why don't you fly to the sky?"

"He's truly shameless. Even if the fight is ended, it'll be the third Elder taking out that Young man…"

The people around were all discussing, especially Yang Zixiong and the other, who were jumping up and down and shouting.

But Ye Bufan remained completely unmoved, seemingly not hearing their shouts. He leisurely watched the battle in front of him while eating grapes that Qin Chuchu handed him.

At this moment, the long sword in Xu Liang's hand once again slashed down towards Ye Tian's head.