173: Chapter 173 Noisy!

Challenging with the sword—to put it politely, it is a sparring match between peers.

To put it bluntly, it is coming to kick down their door!

But like Chen Yan, who arrived without a single polite word and directly smashed the mountain gate, cleaving the Sect's plaque in two.

This wasn't just kicking down the door anymore; it was a blatant slap to the face!

As the sword hummed, his voice "challenging with the sword" rolled out like thunder, echoing throughout the entire Zhenwu Sect.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In an instant, several powerful auras soared into the sky from within the Zhenwu Sect.

Countless Zhenwu Sect Disciples roared, stepping onto flight tools and flying toward the mountain gate one after another.

When they saw the mountain gate in ruins and the plaque representing the face of the Zhenwu Sect being trampled underfoot.

Their eyes were filled with disbelief and surging rage!

"Who goes there? How dare you intrude upon our Zhenwu Sect?"

"You're courting death! To think you'd insult our Sect!"

"Kid, you have already found your path to death!"

Amidst the uproar, a figure arrived in an instant, appearing before Chen Yan.

The Sect Master of the Zhenwu Sect, Yu Sheng!

"Oh, if it isn't the King of Fists?"

Chen Yan looked at his livid old acquaintance and sneered, unable to resist mocking him.

The Zhenwu Sect used fists, but they didn't dare call themselves kings!

With this single sentence, he was once again slapping Yu Sheng's face in front of the entire Zhenwu Sect!

Yu Sheng stood before the ruins of the mountain gate, his eyes nearly bursting with rage as killing intent surged from him, beyond furious.

"Little beast, you certainly have a lot of nerve!"

"Destroying my mountain gate, breaking my plaque, and insulting my Sect!"

"You're courting death!"

He roared hoarsely, giving Chen Yan no chance to speak as he directly raised his hand and smashed down a punch!

Boom!

Above the void, a terrifying fist print manifested out of thin air!

Carrying a terrifying force that tore through space, it crashed down toward Chen Yan's position!

In an instant.

Chen Yan felt the space around him suddenly freeze; the entire area seemed to turn solid, pinning him firmly in place.

He couldn't move an inch and could only watch as the fist print in the sky compressed the air, producing a series of sonic booms!

It looked as if it were determined to crush him to pieces.

"You're nothing but a Nascent Soul Stage trash. Who gave you the courage to attack my Sect?"

"I had thought of letting you go, but since you're looking for death, I will fulfill your wish!"

"This way, your Taiqing Sword Sect won't have anything to say!"

Yu Sheng looked at Chen Yan, who was being suppressed by his "Heaven and Earth Fist," and a flash of excitement crossed his eyes!

Kid! You brought this on yourself!

As long as I kill you, the Legacy within the Lihuo Immortal Abode will all be mine!

Everyone knew that Chen Yan was the last one to leave the Lihuo Immortal Abode!

And as soon as he came out, he directly underwent tribulation without injury and attained the Nascent Soul!

Furthermore, with his Nascent Soul cultivation, he had slain Dharma Image Realm Elders from various sides all the way to the top five of the hidden dragon ranking!

To say he didn't receive any Legacy—not even a dog would believe it!

Although the Zhenwu Sect had gained some small rewards during this trip to the Immortal Abode, they had lost two Prodigy Disciples because of Chen Yan.

This caused a gap in the mainstay of their Sect.

But if they could obtain the Legacy on Chen Yan, what did it matter if two more Prodigies died?

Yet, facing this certain-death situation, Chen Yan looked at the excited Yu Sheng with disdain, sneered, and opened his mouth to say word by word:

"Dumb—ass!!!"

Yu Sheng was stunned: "What?"

Before he could figure out why Chen Yan dared to be so arrogant in the face of death...

"Clang!"

A sword hum resonated through the heavens and earth!

Then.

A streak of sword light shot out from above the clouds.

The cold sword light, carrying an indomitable dominance, drew a trail of light in the air and vanished in a flash toward the terrifying fist print in the void!

The entire scene fell into silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the suddenly frozen fist print, feeling incredibly nervous!

Only Chen Yan grinned, opened his mouth, and silently mouthed: "Bang~"

"Bang!"

In an instant.

The fist print in the sky exploded, its energy scattering in all directions and turning into gusts of wind that made the Zhenwu Sect Disciples stagger!

Before Yu Sheng could react.

Another Sword Qi struck from within the clouds.

The azure sword light condensed into a Wind Spirit Sword, carrying surging killing intent, and instantly pierced through Yu Sheng's heart.

The terrifying force lifted him off his feet, sending him flying backward and pinning him firmly to the cliff wall a hundred yards away.

"Pfft!"

Yu Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest instantly stained red!

He looked just like a dead dog!

"Leng... Leng Qingshuang?! You're not dead?"

Yu Sheng's expression changed drastically as he stared at the figure above the clouds and shouted to the Sect's Elders:

"Form the Formation!!! Kill them!"

"Leng Qingshuang's Dao Heart is shattered, and her heavy injuries haven't healed; she definitely can't last long!"

Boom!

"Zhenwu Absolute Killing Formation! Rise!"

At the mountain gate, six Mahayana Realm Elders stepped forward, their auras surging and connecting together!

These few were all old foxes of several hundred years, and their coordination was incredibly skillful.

With just a glance, they each took their positions.

Countless Formation runes continuously rose from the ground, transforming into dense Zhenwu Chains.

They lunged toward Chen Yan and Leng Qingshuang on the Somersault Cloud to strangle them!

Their auras surged, their hands constantly forming seals as their spiritual power converged into one point.

It actually showed signs of faintly surpassing the Mahayana Peak!

Chen Yan's eyebrows twitched as he watched the sky full of chains striking like giant pythons.

He secretly held the seal for the Five Elements Escape Technique in his hand, ready to flee far away if anything went wrong.

But in his heart, he remained full of disdain.

"Bah! Truly fucking shameless!"

"Bullying the few with many and the young with the old has become a traditional virtue of your Sect, hasn't it?"

"How wretched!"

Buzz~

It was as if a wisp of cool breeze had brushed past.

In an instant.

The Wind Spirit Intent Domain unfolded, and the world came to a standstill!

The sky full of chains formed by the Zhenwu Sect's absolute killing Formation all stopped a zhang away from the master and Disciple!

Countless Wind Spirit Swords pressed against the tips of the chains and were held against the necks of the Zhenwu Sect Mahayana Stage Elders.

They pointed exactly at the spiritual power nodes of the Zhenwu Sect's mountain gate Formation!

Leng Qingshuang leisurely rose from the Somersault Cloud, her crystalline high heels stepping onto a Wind Spirit Sword.

Within those cold eyes, there was already nothing but killing intent!

She coldly swept her gaze across the Zhenwu Sect, her red lips parting slightly as she slowly uttered two words:

"Presumptuous!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but the terrifying pressure of the Mahayana Peak made everyone present tremble, their faces filled with horror!

"This is impossible... impossible!"

Yu Sheng had already broken free from his restraints and flew back to the mountain gate while clutching his chest.

But looking at Leng Qingshuang, who was like a descending Heavenly God, his eyes were full of disbelief:

"Isn't your Dao Heart shattered? Shouldn't you be heavily injured and unrecovered...?"

Leng Qingshuang looked at Yu Sheng with contempt, her eyes full of impatience: "Noisy!"

Boom!

The Wind Spirit Intent was unleashed with full force; the sharp Sword Intent pierced through the Formation and severed the spiritual power transmission paths.

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

The Formation jointly laid out by the six Mahayana Stage Elders of the Zhenwu Sect instantly disintegrated!

That seemingly impressive Mahayana Peak Formation was like brittle glass before the complete power of the Wind Spirit Intent Domain—shattering at a single touch!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The six Mahayana Realm Elders were directly hit by the Formation's backlash, spitting out blood as they clutched their chests and fell from the sky!

Leng Qingshuang's figure drifted down, standing proudly side-by-side with Chen Yan.

She looked coldly at the people of the Zhenwu Sect.

Her cold voice resonated directly through the clouds:

"Today, I have come only for my Disciple to challenge with the sword!"

"If any more ants above the Dharma Image Realm take action, thinking to bully the young with the old..."

A cold light flashed in her eyes, her red lips moving slightly as killing intent filled the sky:

"Zhenwu, your Sect shall be exterminated!"