156: Wouldn't I lose face if you got away?

"You!!!" Behind Peerless Sword, Mo Xie flew into a rage. "Kid, you're looking for death!"

He shook his twin sabers, about to strike.

"Wait." Peerless Sword raised his hand to stop him, staring at Lin Fan as he said word by word, "Lin Fan, I admit you are strong. But the dignity of a Sword Cultivator cannot be desecrated."

"Today, I, Peerless Sword, in the name of the Sword Pavilion's Chief, formally challenge you."

"If you win, the three of us will each sever an arm, hand over all our battle merit points, and leave immediately."

"If I win..."

He paused, a flash of pride in his eyes.

"You only need to say publicly that my sword path is invincible and that you, Lin Fan, are inferior, and then hand over the heaven heart lotus."

"How about it?"

These conditions sounded quite "generous" to Lin Fan.

But Lin Fan laughed.

He laughed very loudly.

"Hahahaha..."

He laughed for a good while before wiping away non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, looking at the ashen-faced Peerless Sword.

"Brother, have you misunderstood something?"

"When I, Lin Fan, fight, I only ever play by my rules."

"My rules are very simple—"

Lin Fan held up three fingers.

"One, I'm in a hurry, so the three of you should come at me together."

"Two, I'm in a bad mood, so I won't be leaving any survivors."

"Three, I hate nonsense, so..."

His gaze suddenly turned cold.

"If you want to fight, then fight. If not, then get lost."

"Within three breaths, those who haven't gotten lost..."

"Will die."

As the words fell, a cold Killing Intent exploded outward with Lin Fan as the center!

The temperature on the island in the middle of the lake plummeted, and even the surface of the lake water froze into a thin layer of ice!

The expressions of Peerless Sword and his companions changed simultaneously.

They could feel that this time... Lin Fan was serious!

"Good! Good! Good!" Peerless Sword laughed out of extreme anger. "Since you insist on seeking death, then you can't blame me!"

"Sword Array—Three Talents Returning to the Origin!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three sword hums rang out at the same time!

Peerless Sword's longsword left its sheath, its sword light like the Milky Way hanging upside down!

Mo Xie's twin sabers crossed, his Saber Qi like a roaring demon!

Liu Rushuang's soft sword was like a snake, its sword shadow like purple lightning streaking across the sky!

The three took the positions of Heaven, Earth, and Man. Sword Qi and Protective Aura intertwined, transforming into a sword net covering a hundred-foot radius that descended toward Lin Fan!

This strike had already touched the threshold of a "Sword Array," its power comparable to a full-strength blow from a Mid-stage Martial Emperor!

Facing this terrifying sword net that was enough to strangle an Early Stage Martial Emperor, Lin Fan still stood in place.

He even... closed his eyes.

"City Lord, be careful!" Li Yan cried out in alarm.

But Lin Fan only slowly raised his right hand.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together, forming a sword finger.

At his fingertips, a wisp of gray Primal Sword Intent... began to condense.

"Sword Array?"

"Flashy and useless."

He murmured to himself, then suddenly snapped his eyes open!

Within his eyes, a sword light that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth flashed and vanished!

"Primal Sword Intent!"

"One Sword to Break All Laws!"

Buzz!!!

The gray sword light erupted from Lin Fan's fingertips!

The sword light was only an inch long at first, but it expanded as it met the wind, transforming into a ten-foot-long gray giant sword in the blink of an eye!

On the giant sword, there were no gorgeous runes, no brilliant light.

There was only a kind of... supreme Sword Intent that seemed capable of cutting through time, splitting space, and annihilating all things!

The sword net collided with the giant sword.

Screech!

The Three Talents Sword Net, set up by the three major sword Prodigies together, was easily torn apart, shattered, and annihilated the moment it touched the Primal Sword Intent!

It didn't even last for a single breath!

"What?!" Peerless Sword's pupils shrank violently.

The sword array he was so proud of was actually... broken by a single sword strike?!

And it was by a gray sword light that looked plain and unremarkable?!

How was this possible?!

But Lin Fan didn't give him time to think.

After breaking the sword net, the Primal Sword Intent's momentum remained undiminished as it slashed down... toward Peerless Sword!

"Not good!"

Peerless Sword's Face changed drastically as he frantically channeled the sword Protective Aura within his body, and the longsword in his hand burst with brilliant light!

"Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Ancestor—Sword Defending Mountains and Rivers!"

He gripped his sword with both hands and boldly met the descending Primal Sword Intent!

Clang!!!!!!

The sound of clashing metal echoed through the heavens and earth!

The ground beneath Peerless Sword's feet collapsed, and he was pressed into a half-kneeling position by this single sword strike. The longsword in his hand trembled violently, and dense cracks appeared on the blade!

"Senior Brother!" Mo Xie and Liu Rushuang cried out, striking at the same time!

Twin sabers slashed toward Lin Fan's left ribs!

The soft sword pierced toward Lin Fan's heart from behind!

But Lin Fan didn't even give them a glance.

He just casually waved his left hand.

"Get lost."

Boom!!!

A terrifying wave of the Law of Strength exploded outward with Lin Fan as the center!

Mo Xie and Liu Rushuang felt as if they had been hit head-on by a mountain. Their Protective Aura instantly shattered, and both spat blood as they were sent flying, crashing into the lake and kicking up a towering pillar of water!

As for Peerless Sword, who was facing the Primal Sword Intent head-on, he was now at the end of his rope.

The Earth Rank High Grade longsword in his hand finally couldn't withstand the pressure of the Primal Sword Intent... Crack!!!

The longsword shattered, turning into iron filings that filled the air!

Peerless Sword let out a miserable scream as he was struck in the chest by the remaining Sword Intent. He was sent flying back, snapping seven or eight ancient trees before finally being embedded into a giant rock, covered in blood, his aura withered to the extreme!

Three sword moves.

Defeated three people.

The entire area was deathly silent.

Only the ripples on the lake surface and the heavy breathing of Peerless Sword and his companions proved that what had just happened was not an illusion.

Lin Fan slowly retracted his fingers, and the gray Primal Sword Intent dissipated.

He walked up to Peerless Sword, who was embedded in the giant rock, crouched down, and looked at his pale Face.

"Now, do you submit?"

Peerless Sword struggled to raise his head, his eyes full of humiliation and resentment, but even more so... fear.

The sword path he was so proud of was actually so vulnerable before Lin Fan!

"I... submit." He gritted his teeth and spat out the words.

"It's good that you submit." Lin Fan nodded and stood up. "Remember, a Sword Cultivator doesn't become stronger just by sleeping with their sword."

"Next time you want to challenge me, remember to first..."

He paused and said very seriously:

"Take a bath."

"The smell is really quite pungent."

Peerless Sword was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted directly.

Only then did Lin Fan turn around and look at Mo Xie and Liu Rushuang, who were struggling to crawl ashore from the lake.

The two were now in a wretched state. Seeing Lin Fan looking over, they backed away repeatedly in fear.

"Don't... don't kill us!" Mo Xie said hoarsely. "We'll give you all our battle merit points! We'll give you our storage rings too!"

"Yes, yes, yes! We'll immediately crush our tokens and withdraw!" Liu Rushuang also nodded hurriedly.

Lin Fan smiled. "When you're out in the world, you have to keep your word. I already said I wouldn't leave any survivors. If I let you run, wouldn't I lose a lot of Face?"

The two were on high alert and hurriedly pulled out their competition tokens to crush them.

"Want to leave?"

He flicked his finger.

Two tiny streaks of Sword Qi shot out, instantly piercing through their Dantians and continuing to cause destruction within their bodies.

"Ah!!!" The two screamed at the same time, their auras plummeting.

Their cultivation... had been crippled!

They were also on the verge of death.

They would just die after being teleported.

Lin Fan did it on purpose.

Then he looked at the unconscious Peerless Sword.

He casually sent him on his way as well.

The island in the middle of the lake returned to tranquility.

[Ding! Defeated three major sword Prodigies with three sword moves, domineering and peerless, prestige value +12,000!]

[Obtained 1,800 battle merit points!]

[Current prestige value: 71,000 points!]

Battle merit points broke through 32,700, continuing to lead the way.

Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction.

He was still 29,000 prestige value away from purchasing the "Devouring Heaven Demonic Art (Middle Volume) (Pseudo)."

Almost there.