299: Chapter 299 Fierce Battle with the Elder of the Ten Thousand Blades Pavilion

The moment Ling Jianming saw Ye Tian, the hatred in his eyes almost erupted. "I didn't expect you to be so lucky. Even jumping down the Mist Dragon Ravine didn't kill you!"

"And you even ran here to slaughter these wastes of the Grey Clothing Society?"

"Good, it saves this young master the trouble of searching for you everywhere!"

"Today, this abandoned mine shaft shall be your burial ground!"

His gaze swept over the corpses of the Grey Clothing Society bandits scattered across the ground. A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Ao Lang and the Poison Scholar, but he quickly masked it.

Ye Tian's ability to kill Ao Lang, who was at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, indeed exceeded his previous estimates. However, in his view, with Elder Yan Feng, a Sea Transformation Realm expert, overseeing things, Ye Tian would find it impossible to escape today even if he grew wings!

"Ling Jianming, it seems the lesson I gave you at the Huihai Market wasn't enough."

Ye Tian sneered. "Bringing so many people—are you afraid to come alone because, like last time, you wouldn't even be able to keep your fragment?"

"You!"

Ling Jianming was poked in his sore spot; his face instantly flushed red, and he trembled with rage.

Having his fragment "robbed" by Ye Tian in public at the Huihai Market was something he had always regarded as a supreme humiliation!

"Death is at your door and you still dare to be stubborn! Elder Yan, please take action and capture this villain! This Young Lord wants to skin him alive personally!"

Yan Feng frowned slightly, feeling somewhat dissatisfied with Ling Jianming's bossy tone. However, he was, after all, the Pavilion Master's son and was here on orders to capture a major criminal.

He took a step forward, releasing his Sea Transformation Realm pressure to crush Ye Tian while speaking coldly, "Ye Tian, your crimes are heinous. Surrender now to avoid physical suffering."

"If you dare to resist, you will be killed without mercy!"

As he spoke, he continued to increase the pressure, causing the surrounding True Martial Realm Disciples to feel their breathing hitch as they retreated several steps.

Yet, Ye Tian remained motionless under this pressure!

He circulated the Sword Intent within his body to neutralize most of the pressure; the remaining small portion seemed to have no effect on his Physical Body.

"Sea Transformation Realm... is it that impressive?"

Ye Tian slowly raised the jingji sword, its tip pointing at Yan Feng as purple lightning flickered. "If you want to take me, let the sword in your hand do the talking."

"Save the nonsense for the King of Hell in the underworld."

A Cultivator at the eighth level of the True Martial Realm actually dared to point his sword at a Sea Transformation Realm powerhouse and speak so insolently!

Not only did Yan Feng's face darken, but even the surrounding Sword Pavilion Disciples were stunned before erupting in angry rebukes.

"Presumptuous!"

"You reckless thing!"

"Elder Yan, slaughter him!"

Ling Jianming laughed out of pure anger. "Hahaha! Ye Tian, you are truly arrogant beyond measure! Elder Yan, don't waste words with him, take him down immediately! I want him kneeling before me begging for mercy!"

A cold light flashed in Yan Feng's eyes. He hadn't wanted to bully the weak by acting personally, but Ye Tian's provocation had touched his bottom line.

He slowly drew the Pine-Patterned Sword from his waist. This was a High Grade Profound Rank spirit sword; its blade shimmered with green light, and as it left the sheath, a Wind Speed Concept spread out.

"Since you are bent on seeking death, this Elder shall fulfill your wish!"

Yan Feng wasted no more words. His figure crossed several zhang in an instant, and a green sword light stabbed directly toward Ye Tian's throat!

Facing the wrathful strike of a Sea Transformation Realm powerhouse, Ye Tian was confident he could take it, but he did not dare to be careless.

His gaze sharpened as he drifted backward. Simultaneously, the purple lightning on the jingji sword surged as he slashed out fiercely to meet the green sword light!

Clang—!

Purple lightning and green light intertwined as violent Sword Qi sprayed in all directions, carving deep gouges into the ground and the surrounding rock walls!

Ye Tian let out a muffled groan. The power of the Sea Transformation Realm was indeed incomparable to the True Martial Realm. Even with his current combat strength, his hands were numbed by the shock and his blood surged; he slid back several steps before managing to stand firm.

Yan Feng was also slightly startled. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that strike, it should have been enough to heavily injure or even kill an ordinary ninth-level True Martial Realm Cultivator. He hadn't expected Ye Tian to actually withstand it head-on!

Furthermore, the power of thunder and Sword Intent on the opponent's sword caused his Pine-Patterned Sword to tremble slightly, and the Wind Spirit Sword Qi attached to the blade had even been partially dispersed!

"No wonder even the Pavilion Master suffered a loss at this kid's hands; he is indeed not simple!"

Killing intent surged in Yan Feng's eyes. Holding nothing back, he moved again, the Pine-Patterned Sword transforming into a continuous shroud of green sword shadows that enveloped Ye Tian!

Ye Tian immediately felt the pressure double. As he brandished the jingji sword, purple lightning tore through the air, clashing frantically with the green sword shadows!

The sounds of dense collisions were constant. Sword Qi crisscrossed, leaving the entire cell area in a state of absolute wreckage.

Ye Tian was entirely on the defensive, breathless under the weight of Yan Feng's offensive. Small wounds were constantly carved into his body by the Sword Qi, and blood began to seep out.

Yet he held on stubbornly, showing no signs of defeat.

"Elder Yan, hurry up! Stop playing around!"

Ling Jianming watched from the side with growing impatience. He hadn't expected Ye Tian to be able to hold out so long against a Sea Transformation Realm Elder!

This caused the sliver of unease in his heart to grow heavier and heavier.

Yan Feng was also becoming more alarmed as the fight progressed.

Although Ye Tian's cultivation was far inferior to his own, the level of his sword techniques was extremely high, especially that Sword Intent that seemed capable of cutting through anything, which he found quite troublesome.

What frustrated him even more was that the opponent's purple-black longsword possessed its own power of thunder. Every collision would obstruct his True Yuan, giving him the feeling of having strength but being unable to use it.

"Brat, take this move!"

Unable to win for a long time, Yan Feng felt he was losing face and finally unleashed a killing move.

The True Yuan within his body surged wildly, and the green light on the Pine-Patterned Sword intensified. In an instant, it split into dozens of green wind blades, forming a blade storm that ground toward Ye Tian to strangle him!

This was an area-of-effect attack; though its power wasn't as concentrated as a single-point strike, its strength lay in being unavoidable!

Facing this terrifying blade storm, Ye Tian knew he had to end this quickly. Otherwise, it would be trouble once Ling Jianming and the other Disciples arrived!

Ye Tian shouted inwardly, pouring all his remaining True Yuan into the jingji sword!

The jingji sword let out a high-pitched sword cry. The purple-black blade was instantly covered in purple-silver lightning, transforming into heavenly thunder!

A terrifying thunderbolt erupted, actually overpowering Yan Feng's blade storm!

Holding the sword with both hands, Ye Tian slashed down at the blade storm!

The blade storm was actually split right down the middle by the Lightning Sword Astral!

The residual power slammed into the caught-off-guard Yan Feng!

Pfft!

Yan Feng's protective True Yuan shattered instantly. His chest was charred black as he violently spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body crashed uncontrollably into the rock wall behind him, and his aura weakened all at once!

He, a dignified Sea Transformation Realm Elder, had actually been defeated head-on by a junior at the eighth level of the True Martial Realm?!

All the Sword Pavilion Disciples, including Ling Jianming, stood there as if carved from wood, looking at the scene before them in disbelief.

Elder Yan lost?

Ye Tian stood with his sword, his chest heaving violently and his face pale.

That strike just now had almost drained his remaining True Yuan and agitated his old injuries, but he forced himself to stay standing.

The lightning on the jingji sword slowly receded, but the blade continued to tremble slightly.

Ye Tian's gaze swept over the crowd, finally fixing on Ling Jianming.

"Now, it's your turn."

Ling Jianming trembled all over as he snapped back to his senses. His face instantly lost all color, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet!

Even the Sea Transformation Realm Yan Feng had lost?!

Then he himself...

"Stop him! All of you, go together! Kill him!"

Ling Jianming roared at the terrified Disciples around him while he himself retreated, hiding behind the crowd.

Though the Sword Pavilion Disciples were terrified, they didn't dare disobey the Young Lord's command, and they had the advantage of numbers.

Dozens of them let out a shout, summoning their courage to brandish their longswords and charge at Ye Tian in formation!

Ye Tian's eyes turned sharp. Although his True Yuan was almost gone, his Physical Body and the jingji sword alone were enough to deal with these Disciples at the early and middle stages of the True Martial Realm!

He dove into the crowd once more. Wherever the sword light passed, blood splattered and screams rang out.

However, just as he was in the heat of the slaughter and Ling Jianming was preparing to seize an opportunity to flee, a Sword Intent far more terrifying than Yan Feng's descended from the mine entrance, instantly enveloping the entire cell area!

Everyone who was fighting suddenly stopped!

A voice full of rage boomed, "What a junior! To dare injure an Elder of my Sword Pavilion and kill my Disciples! This Pavilion Master shall certainly tear you into ten thousand pieces today!!"

A dark-robed figure appeared at the entrance. The newcomer was none other than the Master of the Wanren Sword Pavilion, Ling Juexiao!

He... had come after all!