The sword Qi crisscrossed above Pingdingshan, and a killing aura rapidly permeated the air. No one expected that under the pressure of the three top forces—Fei Xian Mansion, Hei Sha Dong Tian, and Ju Ling Dian—Zhang Fan would show no sign of backing down. His words were filled with provocation, as if he couldn't wait to start a fight.
In the eyes of any cultivator, Zhang Fan and the Liu Wang Fu side were at an absolute disadvantage. Whether it was the number or quality of top experts, they were vastly inferior to the other three forces.
What made them even more incomprehensible was that Shen Feichen, the leader of Liu Wang Fu this time, also showed no intention of compromising, maintaining an extremely tough attitude.
Any one of Nangong Feng, Fu Tian Ling, and Qin Hao was enough to contend with Shen Feichen. If he faced a coordinated attack from the three, he might even risk falling.
"Brother Feichen, you can just watch from the side. I alone am enough to deal with this rabble," Zhang Fan said softly, drawing his iron sword. His gaze was level with Fu Tian Ling and the others, a flicker of fighting spirit in his eyes.
Having elevated his strength to the late stage of the Eighth Tribulation Realm, and with his Dao of Lightning and Dao of Sword rules cultivating over nine hundred and fifty thousand strands, ordinary Ninth Tribulation Realm cultivators no longer held the desire to make Zhang Fan act.
However, Fu Tian Ling, Nangong Feng, and Qin Hao were not ordinary Ninth Tribulation Realm cultivators. As direct disciples of top forces, they possessed extraordinary divine abilities and profound mana, and their combat power was likely not weak.
Seeing that Zhang Fan was prepared to confront the combined forces of the three top powers alone, the onlookers couldn't help but shake their heads inwardly, considering it Zhang Fan's last act of defiance before death.
He was merely in the Eighth Tribulation Realm. Even with the most extreme Golden Nascent Soul, it was impossible to contend with three top Ninth Tribulation Realm experts.
But Zhang Fan seemed to feel it wasn't exciting enough, so he turned his gaze towards the Ri Ying Dong Tian side, pointing his iron sword directly at Zhan Feiyang and saying, "I heard you were very interested in the iron sword in my hand. Why don't we fight together, and let me see if you have the qualifications to covet it?"
Zhan Feiyang, who had been planning to watch from the sidelines, saw a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He looked around and saw everyone with similar expressions, causing him to chuckle in amusement.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Zhang Fan as if he were a madman, shaking his head. "You truly haven't died yet, have you? In this situation, you dare to provoke me. Are you trying to put on a brave front before you die?"
"But since you dare to challenge me, I, Zhan Feiyang, have no reason to back down. I'm also very eager to see what kind of confidence you have."
Zhan Feiyang took out an ice-blue long sword, preparing to move and fight Zhang Fan. However, Nangong Feng stopped him. "Brother Feiyang, don't rush. There's always a first come, first served. If you want to kill him, you should at least be after me."
"Do I need you to kill him together? I alone am enough!" Fu Tian Ling moved with his sword, countless sword Dao rules converging to form a vast Sword Dao domain, enveloping the entire Pingdingshan.
Cultivators with lower cultivation bases felt the air become sharp at this moment, their skin as if cut by knives, their hearts trembling.
Facing a Ninth Tribulation Realm expert, cultivators below the Seventh Tribulation Realm were indeed difficult to resist. Numbers meant nothing before them; this vast Sword Dao domain alone was enough to easily slaughter them.
"Young Master Tian Ling is indeed someone who has cultivated a Golden Nascent Soul. Such a powerful Sword Dao domain likely means he has cultivated at least seventy thousand strands of sword Dao rules." Zhan Feiyang looked at the sharp Fu Tian Ling with admiration and envy, but he secretly regretted it.
Earlier, when Zhang Fan provoked him, it had made him secretly pleased. If he could be the first to kill Zhang Fan, even if he couldn't claim all his treasures, he could at least obtain that top-grade Heavenly Treasure iron sword.
But Fu Tian Ling and the others, of course, understood. They wouldn't let him gain the advantage. Facing Nangong Feng's obstruction, he dared not act forcefully, as the three allied forces—Fei Xian Mansion, Hei Sha Dong Tian, and Ju Ling Dian—held an absolute advantage.
"The shame you brought to my Hei Sha Dong Tian, today, I will reclaim it all," Fu Tian Ling said, and before Zhang Fan could reply, a brilliant sword light shot out. Where it passed, space trembled, like a falling star streaking across the sky, cutting towards Zhang Fan.
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