Chapter 3661: Drinking Blood When Unsheathed

It turned out that Long Xuanzhen had an extremely good relationship with Zhao Jianping, one of the three Great Sword Envoys. This time, inviting him as a guest was a precautionary measure, with him holding down the fort in the Long Family.

He had done this for every Three Families Alliance meeting, but it had never been necessary before.

This time, however, a difficult opponent like Ye Bufan appeared, and he had no choice but to ask him to show himself.

"It's nothing, this is no big deal."

Zhao Jianping waved his hand. He had brought his two Junior Brothers to Dragon Head Mountain, and each time they came, they would take some benefits with them.

As the saying goes, if you eat from someone, you owe them; if you take from someone, you are beholden to them. Helping the other party with a small favor was nothing.

In his eyes, the people of the three Great Families were not worth mentioning; their strength and status were simply incomparable to Lingyun Sword Sect.

As long as he revealed his identity and name, the other party probably wouldn't even have the courage to make a move.

After speaking, he stepped onto the arena, casting a disdainful glance at Ye Bufan.

"Young man, I am Zhao Jianping of Lingyun Sword Sect. Just admit defeat, otherwise, if my sword leaves its sheath, it will surely drink blood, and you won't even be left with a complete corpse!"

His words were incredibly arrogant, and the crowd below the stage was in an uproar.

"Dragon Head Mountain is truly formidable; they actually invited someone from Lingyun Sword Sect…"

"It's actually a strong practitioner from Lingyun Sword Sect! It's said his swordplay is godlike, invincible among those of the same rank…"

"Dragon Head Mountain is too cautious, aren't they? With their strength, they still invited help. It seems this Young man's arrogance has come to an end…"

At this moment, many people no longer favored Ye Bufan. Although his previous performance was powerful, Lingyun Sword Sect was simply too strong, especially their extraordinary swordsmanship, which had deeply impressed everyone.

They were both at Great Supreme Immortal Peak, but with the enhancement of his swordplay, the comparison of their strengths instantly changed.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly. He was from Liuguang Sword Sect, and the other party was from Lingyun Sword Sect. He also wanted to see how big the gap was between the swordsmanship of the two Great Sects.

"Big words. Let me see what your swordplay is truly like?"

"Arrogant Young man, you truly don't know what's good for you!"

Zhao Jianping snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, and the long sword behind him sprang out of its sheath, landing in his palm as if it had a spirit of its own.

"Remember, you died by the Lingyun Sword Art!"

After speaking, he flipped his wrist, and the long sword in his hand cut through the Void Realm, shooting towards Ye Bufan's face like lightning.

The speed of this sword was simply too fast; many people didn't even see how he made his move.

"How powerful! Is this a strong practitioner from Lingyun Sword Sect?"

Everyone present was amazed when they saw this sword, but then they showed shocked expressions again.

Ye Bufan remained unhurried, his foot moving slightly, and the sword flashed past, barely grazing the tip of his nose.

"Is this all your swordplay? It's far too lacking. Bring out all your trump cards!"

Zhao Jianping was stunned for a moment, not expecting the other party's movement technique to be so fast that he actually dodged his sword.

"You're courting death!"

With an angry roar, the long sword in his hand struck out three consecutive times, each sword faster than the last.

He had still held a slight contempt before, but this time he had used his full strength.

But after three swords, Ye Bufan's figure disappeared from his sight, and then an indifferent voice sounded from behind him.

"Too slow. Can you be a little faster?"

"You…"

Repeated failures, coupled with the other party's mockery, made Zhao Jianping incredibly angry.

"Azure Nether Tide!"

As his voice fell, the long sword in his hand erupted with a sky-filling sword light, like a surging tide, overwhelming everything, leaving no gaps.

It was clear that this ultimate skill of his was aimed at Ye Bufan's movement technique; even if he was fast, there would be no gap to escape through.

The onlookers were all speechless. Such a fierce sword technique showed that Zhao Jianping was truly enraged.

Everyone on the Luo Family's side held their breath, fearing that Ye Bufan might suffer some mishap.

Meanwhile, Gu Family Stronghold and Dragon Head Mountain were cheering, as if they had already seen the other party lying dead on the spot.

But just then, the sword light suddenly disappeared, and two figures reappeared before everyone.

The scene of a corpse on the ground did not appear. Instead, Ye Bufan was smiling, one hand grasping Zhao Jianping's wrist.

"You…"

Zhao Jianping's face was flushed, filled with surprise. He never expected his ultimate secret technique to be broken, and in such an incredibly easy manner.

The Immortal Essence in his body circulated wildly, trying to pull his hand back.

But the other party was like a great mountain; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge him.

"This…"

At this moment, he finally knew fear. He knew that this time he had encountered a strong practitioner and kicked an iron plate.

"Young man, let go quickly! I am from Lingyun Sword Sect!"

Having no other choice, unable to win by strength, he could only hope that his Sect could scare the other party away.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "I know you are from Lingyun Sword Sect, and your sword will surely drink blood once it leaves its sheath."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the long sword from Zhao Jianping's hand. Yes, it was that one.

Because no matter how hard Zhao Jianping tried, he couldn't stop him; everything was effortless.

"Since you are a Disciple of Lingyun Sword Sect, I can't let you go back on your word. You said it would surely drink blood once it leaves its sheath, so let's make sure we follow through."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, and the long sword directly pierced Zhao Jianping's thigh.

"Alright, your goal has been achieved. Get down!"

After speaking, he kicked out, and Zhao Jianping, with his treasured sword still stuck in his leg, was directly kicked off the arena.

"You…"

Zhao Jianping crawled up from the ground, his face extremely grim, filled with shock, anger, and humiliation.

But he also saw the huge gap between himself and the other party, unable to utter a single word.

And those people from Dragon Head Mountain who had been waiting to cheer were now dumbfounded. This was a Core Disciple of Lingyun Sword Sect; how could he also be unable to do anything against the other party after going up?

In contrast, the people of the Luo Family cheered again.

"Young man, how dare you hurt my Senior Brother!"

An angry roar sounded, and two figures jumped onto the arena one after another. They were the remaining two people from Lingyun Sword Sect.

Li Jianqing and Huo Jian were brothers, and they were also Zhao Jianping's Junior Brothers, strong practitioners at Great Supreme Immortal Peak level.

In terms of cultivation alone, these two were not much different from Zhao Jianping, but what they were best at was their combined techniques.

If the two of them combined their swords, their power would greatly increase; even ten Zhao Jianpings would not be their match.

It was precisely because of this that they had the courage to jump onto the stage to avenge their Senior Brother.

After the two got on stage, Li Jianqing flipped his wrist, and a bronze greatsword, more than two meters long, appeared in his palm.

Huo Jian, on the other hand, conjured a foot-long Huo Jian, which flew around in front of him.

Ye Bufan looked at the two with a calm smile: "What are you two trying to do? Are you going to break the rules of the Three Families Alliance?"

At this moment, Zhao Jianping, who was below the stage, crawled up, wiping away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Two Junior Brothers, don't be impulsive!"

Li Jianqing took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"We brothers represent Dragon Head Mountain in this fight!"

For their two brothers, participating or not was just a formality.

Since their Great Master had spoken, they would represent Dragon Head Mountain in the arena and kill this Young man.

Ye Bufan didn't care about these things, but Luo Wushan below the stage spoke: "Even if you two want to represent Dragon Head Mountain, you should go one by one. This is not appropriate!"