In his eyes, letting Yun Fan deal with someone like Yang Tian, an ant, was naturally effortless, but it could still have practical effects.
As for the other elders, they clearly understood Yun Fan's situation as well, but chose to merely watch coldly.
Only the man on the sword slightly furrowed his brows, seemingly wanting to issue a warning.
Within the Divine Sword Sect, the three elders of the heavens, acknowledged as the strongest elders, were originally competing against each other for authority, but the gaps between them led to their judgments.
"You... you killed... killed him?"
Before anyone had a chance to boast to the Divine Arrow Sect elders about Yun Fan, they witnessed Yang Tian, with his bare hands, having already split Yun Fan in half, standing still in his place.
On one side, Murong Yan's eyes were dull and lifeless.
