Before anyone could react, Ye Dong had already arrived before him, slashing his sword towards his head. It was so fast that afterimages appeared, heading straight for killing.
At this moment, seeing Zhao Yang who had not yet reacted, Ye Dong couldn't help but be overjoyed.
This fellow really had no strength.
Killing him would be his revenge.
But the next moment, the expression on his face froze as if he had seen something terrifying, his face filled with horror. He saw the long sword, which should have easily decapitated this guy, being held motionless in place between his two fingers.
The originally sharp sword, which could cut through iron like mud, couldn't even pierce his finger!
Ye Dong tried to struggle, but he could not move a inch to his sword.
"Is this your full strength? You're even weaker than I thought!"
Zhao Yang said indifferently. Then, with a gentle squeeze of his two fingers, the gleaming long sword instantly shattered into countless fragments and scattering everywhere.
His power is already more than enough to kill him instant, breaking his sword is no problem. He did not need to use his black lightning to break it.
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"You!"
Ye Dong was greatly alarmed and quickly tried to retreated backward. Looking at the scattered fragments on the ground, his eyes filled with both heartache and fear.
The longsword in his hand was a spiritual weapon comparable to Golden core realm, which he had obtained two years ago in a Secret Realm. It had accompanied him for many years, slaying countless enemies and Yao Beasts.
Spiritual artifacts and pills are categorized in different ranks comparable to each realm, thus dividing in fourteen ranks. they further divided each rank into Low level, Medium level, high level and top level.
Not to mention Saint rank spiritual artifacts that even don't possessed by central region, even spiritual artifacts comparable to Life And Death Realm are rare in the Eastern region.
For Ye Dong to possess a longsword comparable to a such powerful weapon, his luck was truly heaven defying.
He couldn't help but ponder, a strange fear rising in his heart. However he had no choice but to suppress the fear in his heart and continue his attack.
"Don't get cocky. I want to see how many moves you can withstand from me!"
Ye Dong continuously formed hand seals, his spiritual power circulating throughout his body, and his aura greatly increased.
"Shit."
However, the next moment, Zhao Yang's lazy voice sound in his ears. Although the voice was not loud, it causing him to tremble.
Following that, a terrifying and magnificent pressure bore down directly on him.
"What!"
Ye Dong was instantly aghast. Feeling this terrifying Aura, he dared not delay and resisted with all his might. But in just an instant, he was crushed by this pressure and pinned to the ground.
As for the other disciples, they naturally also felt this terrifying pressure and were easily suppressed to the ground by its aftershocks, unable to move.
Because Su Nalran was standing beside him, she could clearly feel this overwhelming aura. Although she had long known that this Young Master was very strong, it was only when she truly witnessed him act that she understood what it meant to have a limited perspective.
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"What!"
"How could he be so strong..."
As the pressure dissipated, Ye Dong lay on the ground like a dead dog, looking utterly pathetic.
He turned his head blankly to look at him as fear filled in his heart. This was the first time he had been defeated so miserably.
He had initially thought that the opponent was a good-for-nothings who only relied on the power behind them.
But only now did he realize that it was wrong. The opponent was too strong!
"Lord Martin, lord Ba!"
He continuously called out to Bo Dong in his heart, but the ring showed no reaction.
"Young Master, your subordinate has arrived late."
After dealing with Lin Chen, the Sect Master and Xuantian Ancestor finally arrived. In fact, they had already arrived when both of them were fighting. However, they want to test this young man's strength.
Zhao Yang casually glanced at the two and said indifferently, "Xuantian Holy Land, is this your way of treating guests? It seems there's no need for us to support such a sect."
Upon hearing this, the two were so frightened that their legs went soft and they knelt on the ground to begging for mercy repeatedly.
"Please forgive us, Young Master. This is our Xuantian Holy Land's negligence. Please, sir, give us another chance."
As they spoke, the two kept winking at Su Nalran, hoping she would intercede. They knew their lives depended on the Young Master's next words.
Seeing their pleading expressions, Su Nalran nodded helplessly.
"Young Master, this matter was ultimately caused by Ye Dong, and it has nothing to do with the Xuantian Holy Land.
Please Young Master, spare them this time."
She leaned gently against his chest as her voice pleading. Her perky boobs are almost rubbing to his chest, even her hands caress his revealed upper chest. She had learned many skills in this field, during their raw fuc...
The Xuantian Holy Land had given her many things and she couldn't bear to see it destroyed like this.
"Sparing them... it's not impossible, but, you'll have to..."
Zhao Yang whispered into her ear, while his hand feeling her soft curves, causing her face to flush crimson.
"I will try to please you."
Her blush deepening to her neck, but she still nodded. 'Is this how Young Masters from the Upper Realm are? He knows so much!'
Ye Dong is lying nearest to them, as he heard some of their content. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. But he was currently severely injured and unable to stop him!
"Oh, what do you want to do with this idiot?"
Zhao Yang then glanced at lying body, like a dead dog. At this moment, he had lost his former arrogance and look truly pathetic.
"I'll listen to the Young Master."
Looking at his current pathetic state, Su Nalran sighed helplessly.
She had already done her utmost for this fellow suiter, but he insisted on courting death and she couldn't stop him.
"In that case, lock him in the dungeon for now."
Zhao Yang casually glanced at him and said casually, not paying him much mind.