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A disorderly sword light slashed out along with Ling Jian's body. Ling Jian's body seemed to have become a part of the Sword of Disorder, shockingly sweeping past the monk's head. A distorted sword light penetrated through the monk's head.
An unprecedented look of seriousness appeared on the monk's face. His despairing gaze remained on his face, but before it could completely freeze, his malevolent and fierce head was forcefully lifted up by a sword light and sent flying.
Swoosh swoosh.
When the sword light flashed past the monk's head, the entire space seemed to have become still. A mighty expert at the peak of the Tenth Heavenly Layer, who previously seemed to be unrivalled in sweeping away the three elders of the Medicine Sect, was now within the three thousand sword formation. From the moment the young man made his move until now, it had not even been a minute.
The space suddenly became silent. Above the sword stream, the monk's peerless body was thrown backwards like a horse turning over. Chi chi. Streams of sword streams flew through the air at an astonishing speed. Countless dense sword rays seemed to receive some kind of guidance at this moment, and shot out explosively towards the monk's peerless body.
Buzz.
The sword flow that was like a stream of light kept flowing out, and under the dumbstruck state of everyone at the foot of the Green Cloud Mountain, it turned into a long river of sword light, directly sending the supreme monk's body out of the sky of the Green Cloud Mountain, until he disappeared from their line of sight.
"That damnable monk is already dead!"
"Look, I'm not wrong, right? As long as Young Sect Master appears, no matter how strong the opponent is, he will be finished."
The five female disciples from before now stood out and looked at the vaguely visible blurry figure in the sky with a sense of worship.
"Young Sect Master?"
At this moment, all the disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect cast their gazes towards the sky. The three elders of the Medicine Sect were also looking at the sky with grave expressions in their eyes. In their eyes, they seemed to be able to see a blurry figure in the sky where the sword flows had disappeared.
At this moment, the youth was standing on sword qi that seemed to stand on the heavens and earth, giving off an extremely solemn feeling.
"Is that really the Young Sect Master?"
"Why is Young Sect Master wearing a mask?"
The disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect stood at the peak of the mountains one by one. In order to get a better view, the shadows of the disciples could be seen everywhere on the steep peaks.
Buzz.
Just when everyone was watching the scene in the sky, the countless sword flows that had previously blasted the monk's body out of the Qingyun Mountain territory all came rushing back from afar. In a few short breaths' time, they had directly appeared around Ling Jian.
This feeling of suppression once again appeared. At this moment, there were numerous rushing wind sounds tearing the sky in the distance below the Green Cloud Mountain. Numerous human figures shot out explosively.
Luo Tianyan and the rest were extremely fast. When he was very far away, he had already noticed the change in the Qing-Yun Sect. He had rushed here at the fastest speed possible and appeared right in front of the crowd of disciples.
"Fifth Elder!"
"Second Elder!"
"Fourth Elder!"
On the Qingyun Mountain, when the disciples saw Luo Tianyan's group rushing back, their tensed expressions finally relaxed.
"What happened? Why did the Qing-Yun Sect activate the Three Thousand Swords Formation?"
Luo Tian Yan also sensed the chaotic aura that appeared in the sky. His sharp eyes immediately swept out and found that none of the disciples were injured. Only then did his gaze turn serious as he looked at the densely rotating sword flow in the sky.
Only now did he manage to see the blurry figure of the youth within the stream of swords.
"Looks like he got rid of it again."
Reporting to the elders, earlier, the Thousand Blessings Sect's Sect Master, Monk Xian, came to our Qing-Yun Sect in a tyrannical manner, trying to intimidate all the disciples on my Green Cloud Mountain in an attempt to take away my sect's Immortal Slaying Sword. The three elders of the Medicine Sect fought with all their might, but none of them were his match.
Out of the five female disciples from before, one of them had a flushed face, but spoke with complete confidence.
"Monk peerless?!"
"Dammit, how could he be so ruthless?"
"The Qing-Yun Sect and the Thousand Blessings Sect have always kept to themselves, haven't they?"
They had naturally heard of the name of this monk. He was simply like a thunderclap that penetrated the ears. This kind of character was definitely an existence that was difficult to deal with within the tenth level of the martial path. Even the small world sect was not willing to provoke this person.
"Thank you for your help this time. If it weren't for your help, the entire Qing-Yun Sect would have been annihilated."
Luo Tian Yan's shock was due to his shock. However, he clasped his hands wholeheartedly towards the three Medicine Sect Elders as he spoke.
"No worries, I am ashamed to say so. The three of us together are not a match for this monk."
"The Young Sect Master is indeed powerful, to think that he was able to kill the monk while under the sword formation!"
The three Medicine Sect Elders were extremely humble as they hurriedly waved their hands and said.
"Ha ha, how could that be? This brat used the sword formation to kill this monk. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have the ability to do so."
Ling Jian's current accomplishments could be said to have far surpassed his imagination. He was exceptionally satisfied with the other party's growth. However, in front of outsiders, he, as an elder, appeared to be extremely modest.
"This kid should be coming down by now, right?"
After everyone had finished conversing, Luo Tianyan once again shifted his gaze towards the sky, where the fluctuations were gradually calming down. At this moment, the disorderly sword flows had gradually calmed down. The entire sky above the Green Cloud Mountain was now frighteningly quiet.
However, in this quiet state, the sword currents that filled the surroundings instantly circulated, transforming into a long river of swords. They descended from the sky, and like a sword path that led to the ground, they pointed towards the Azure Cloud Mountain.
The young man's body appeared on the path of the sword that descended from the sky. His feet abruptly pressed on the ground as he shot out.
Buzz.
Ling Jian, who was moving at an extremely fast speed, appeared on top of the Green Cloud Mountain with a blurry afterimage, right in front of the disciples. The ghastly white ghost mask covered his face, and a sinister aura pervaded the air, creating a storm that spread out from his body.
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