Chapter 137 Let's all come at each other!

Lü Xuan and Murong Wan both unleashed their ultimate moves simultaneously.

Thunder from all over the sky converged on the Profound Frost Sword, and the violent Killing Intent made Lü Xuan look as if he were possessed by a ghost or god.

The onlookers didn't even dare to breathe heavily as they watched. The spiritual explosion generated by the collision of the two forces swept through heaven and earth; the power of this strike was clearly on par with a Core Formation Realm Cultivator.

Murong Wan's performance once again exceeded Lü Xuan's expectations. He couldn't understand how a Disciple from a third-rate Sect could have so many trump cards.

Various Magic Treasures and Divine Abilities emerged one after another, making him suffer setbacks time and again.

If not for the gap in their cultivation levels, he even felt he might have already lost.

As soon as this thought appeared, the Killing Intent in Lü Xuan's eyes intensified, and the force in his hands increased by another thirty percent.

At first, the two sides were somewhat evenly matched, but the difference in cultivation soon became apparent.

The sword array, which resembled a lightning dragon, was actually forced back bit by bit by Lü Xuan. Murong Wan's figure gradually retreated, her feet carving deep marks into the ground. At this rate, she wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

Lü Xuan seized the opportunity to exert force again. After struggling to support for a moment, the Divine Sword Thunder Control Art also reached its limit. A brilliant saber light tore through the thunderous sky, slashing toward Murong Wan with the weight of Mount Tai.

At the critical moment, a silver-bell-like laugh rang in Lü Xuan's ear. His mind suddenly relaxed, and by the time he snapped out of it, the saber light had already deviated from its trajectory, violently striking a distant cliff.

After the strike, a cliff dozens of Zhang long was sliced clean off, yet Murong Wan appeared completely unharmed, making Lü Xuan's eyes turn red with rage.

"Who is causing trouble?!"

"Causing trouble? Don't make it sound so unpleasant. I can't just watch my own sister get hurt, can I?"

A charming figure quietly appeared beside Murong Wan. It was You Tan, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time. The two women stood side by side, unintentionally forming a beautiful scenery.

Although she didn't use any charm techniques, You Tan's every move still exuded a myriad of charms, causing many male Cultivators present to be unable to look away, including Lü Xuan and the others.

"Who are you, and why are you interfering in the duel!" Lü Xuan said, suppressing his anger.

"Me? As it happens, I am also Ye Fan's Dao Companion. How about we trade some blows? If you beat me, it won't be too late for Ye Fan to come out," You Tan said with a smile.

"You are also Ye Fan's Dao Companion?!"

Hearing this, Lü Xuan and the others felt their teeth itch with hatred. They never imagined in their wildest dreams that Ye Fan would have two world-toppling Dao Companions, and they couldn't help but feel a bit sour in their hearts.

With Murong Wan and You Tan's appearances, even in the Central Continent, they would be top-tier beauties, enough to be ranked in the top ten or even higher on the Peerless Beauty Rankings.

Having one such stunning woman as a Dao Companion would be worth thanking the heavens for, yet that god-forsaken Ye Fan actually had two. This was clearly a waste of heaven's gifts.

"This useless freeloader!" everyone cursed in their hearts almost simultaneously.

You Tan's intervention interrupted the battle. Murong Wan caught her breath and hurriedly pulled her, signaling not to act rashly as she was no match for him either.

You Tan naturally knew this, but by now there was no way back. She could only give it her all.

But just as You Tan was about to make a move, her smile faltered slightly, then became even more radiant.

"It seems I'm not needed. The main person is here."

As You Tan's voice fell, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky from the direction of Profound Spirit Peak, appearing in the Palace Square at a speed far exceeding that of a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator. It was Ye Fan, who had just finished his secluded cultivation.

Ye Fan looked at the pale Murong Wan, then at the messy Palace Square, and finally at Lü Xuan not far away. The Killing Intent in his eyes had already surged to the limit.

Qing Mingzi never expected Ye Fan to appear, and his expression instantly turned somewhat ugly.

If even he lost, the Southwest Continent would truly have no face left.

A moment later, two more slender figures streaked through the sky. They were Su Ningxue, who had just finished her cultivation, and Yun Li, who had broken into the secret chamber to deliver the news.

"It's that Little Girl again."

Qing Mingzi looked at Yun Li with a dark face, frightening her so much that she quickly shrank her neck and hid behind Su Ningxue.

It was Yun Li who had risked entering the secret chamber to report, which was how Ye Fan learned what was happening outside.

Hearing that Murong Wan was actually going to duel a Prodigy from the Central Continent, how could Ye Fan sit still? He immediately rushed to Tongtian Peak at his fastest speed.

Lü Xuan and the others sized Ye Fan up, but then they directly burst out laughing.

They had thought the Nine Great Sects' last straw would be some incredible Prodigy or Dao Seed, at least with a cultivation of the eighth or ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

But they didn't expect it to be just a piece of trash at the Seventh Level of Foundation Establishment Realm. It was truly laughable.

"I thought it was some great figure, but it turns out to be a useless freeloader. How does it feel to hide behind women?"

Lü Xuan directly mocked him, but Ye Fan didn't seem very angry. He just calmly asked if he was the one who injured Murong Wan.

"Heh, so what if I am? You can..."

Before Lü Xuan could finish his sentence, Ye Fan's figure attacked like lightning, and his right hand, flashing with golden patterns, grabbed his head.

Under Lü Xuan's horrified gaze, Ye Fan slammed him into the ground with immense force!

Bang!

Accompanied by a dull thud, the entire ruins of the square seemed to shake three times.

Looking again, Lü Xuan had been pressed into the ground inch by inch by Ye Fan. After his limbs twitched a few times, he became completely still. It looked like even if he wasn't dead, he had lost half his life.

"This saber isn't bad, and this inner armor shouldn't go to waste either. Consider it your apology."

Ye Fan stripped Lü Xuan bare, then dragged him up like a dead dog and tossed him to his companions.

The Joyous Union Sect is no place for littering. You'd better take care of him.

Looking at the half-dead Lü Xuan before them, these Central Continent Prodigies seemed petrified. When they came to their senses, they were instantly furious.

"Arrogant!"

Since these guys arrived in the Southwest Continent, they had been acting without restraint. When had they ever suffered such humiliation? Each of them wished they could kill Ye Fan immediately.

"The one surnamed Ye, you only succeeded in your sneak attack because Lü Xuan was exhausted. Do you really think you can defeat us?!" Lu Lin said in a deep voice.

"A mere Southwest native, only capable of using underhanded methods. Today, I shall kill you to let the world know that a Prodigy cannot be insulted!" A sword hum echoed behind Wei Jun, indicating he was ready to strike at any moment.

"There's no need for Brother Wei to act; leave this trash to me," Qing Cang also chimed in.

"Stop arguing, let me kill him with one punch and be done with it," the muscular man Lei Kong sneered.

Several people actually started arguing over who would make the move, but a single sentence from Ye Fan left everyone stunned.

"Stop arguing. You all come at once."

This time, even the people from the Nine Great Sects couldn't hold back, wondering if they had misheard.

These Prodigies from the Central Continent were all dragons among men. Any one of them was enough to sweep through the Prodigies and Dao Seeds of the Nine Great Sects.

Even if Ye Fan's combat power was truly unparalleled, it was impossible for him to face so many people at once.

Perhaps thinking they hadn't heard clearly, Ye Fan even hooked his finger at them. This behavior was undoubtedly an in-your-face provocation.