Chapter 127 Senior Brother Li went to the toilet...

"Blade Demon is invincible! His presence graces Longhua!"

"His divine skills are peerless! His magical power is boundless!"

Wang Ping's raucous voice carried far into the night.

Even with a battle between Great Grandmasters raging in the center of the city, some people were still drawn by his voice.

"Who is that?"

"Damn! It's Wang Ping, Blade Demon Yan Chu's number one lackey!"

"I heard this guy is a Master sycophant and has earned Yan Chu's deep trust!"

"What? That's Wang Ping? The sycophant king who pimped his own Master's wife to the Blade Demon?"

"That's the one!"

"Hiss... If the sycophant king is here, could it be that Blade Demon Yan Chu is sitting in that carriage?"

The gazes of the Jianghu people were all involuntarily drawn to the luxurious carriage.

Two fine horses with identical manes and coloring trotted along the hard bluestone pavement, heading toward the center of the city.

Wang Ping and Liu Dayuan were driving the carriage in the front, followed by two Grandmaster experts.

Wang Ping looked smug.

In fact, he hadn't heard the Jianghu people's whispers, but even if he had, he wouldn't have cared; on the contrary, he would have felt proud.

Not just anyone has the qualifications to be a lackey by the Young Master's side; this position was something he had earned through his own wit and intelligence.

The carriage sped along while he kept shouting.

Even without the battle in the center of the city, many people would likely have been woken up by his howling.

At the Bai family residence, the battle was reaching a fever pitch.

The three Great Grandmasters each unleashed their techniques, stirring up the heavens. Within a radius of ten miles, the originally thick, heavy clouds had cleared, revealing a sky full of stars.

In such a battle, even the group of Grandmaster experts from the Hidden Sword Palace were forced to retreat, keeping hundreds of meters away from the battlefield.

Gao Yang's original feelings of suppression and dejection were now completely replaced by longing.

It wasn't as if he hadn't seen a battle between Great Grandmasters before.

Within the Hidden Sword Palace, hall Masters and Elders at the Great Grandmaster realm often sparred.

But this was his first time seeing a battle like tonight, where both sides were fighting at full strength.

It was incomparable to previous spars; the destruction caused was simply devastating.

Because of this, his craving for power became even more intense.

"Hmph! You are just a few years older than me!"

"If I were at your age, I could suppress all of you with one hand!"

His face was gloomy as he thought to himself.

He was a supreme Prodigy on the heavenly pride ranking, being groomed as the future Sect Master of the Hidden Sword Palace.

Even Great Grandmasters could only serve as his stepping stones!

His future lay in the Ninth Realm, shaking mountains, or even stronger!

That Yan Chu, who knows what kind of dog-shit luck he stumbled upon? To actually be able to slay a Grandmaster!

He would definitely step over his corpse to ascend the path to the Peak of martial arts!

"Senior Brother Han! Should we go help Senior Brother Chen?"

The surrounding experts from the Hidden Sword Palace looked toward the leader, Elder Han, and asked.

Elder Han nodded gravely.

This remnant of the Seven Kill Sect was truly extraordinary; despite having two Great Grandmasters on their side, they couldn't take him down for the moment.

However, it looked like this remnant wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

A remnant is just a remnant!

No wonder the Seven Kill Sect was destroyed back then; its members and Disciples had absolutely no self-awareness.

Thinking they could run rampant in the world just because they had a little strength—arrogant and conceited.

Since that was the case, they would help Senior Brother Chen take down this Seven Kill Sect remnant.

The six of them, as fellow Disciples, could form the Star-Pointing Sword Formation, sufficient to rival a Great Grandmaster.

With three Grandmasters joining forces, the Seven Kill Sect remnant definitely wouldn't be able to escape!

"Fellow Disciples, listen to my command!"

Elder Han Zong shouted in a deep voice, "Form the Star-Pointing Sword..."

"Eh? Where is Junior Brother Li?"

Just as he was about to speak and order the Disciples to form the sword formation, he suddenly realized one person was missing.

The other Grandmasters looked at each other.

"Senior Brother Li was just here a moment ago?"

"Without him, our sword formation is missing a person..."

Everyone scanned the entire mansion but couldn't find that Senior Brother Li who was always acting mysterious.

The place was now a ruin, and everything within several miles was in plain sight. Not a single figure could be seen.

"Um..."

At this moment, Fu Yunfan, who was not far away, cautiously raised his hand and said, "I saw that Senior Brother Li just now; he said he was going to use the restroom!"

"What? Use the restroom?"

Elder Han Zong frowned. "How long has he been gone?"

"It seems... about half an hour?"

"Half an hour?!"

Hearing this, Elder Han Zong was instantly furious.

"Did he go to pull out his intestines?! Or did he fall into the latrine?! Bastard! Go and find him for me!!"

"Yes!"

In Cangzhou Prefecture, Fu Yunfan was a high and mighty Grandmaster expert, but in front of these well-connected members of the Hidden Sword Palace, he was like a lackey running errands. He shuddered, hurriedly acknowledged the order, and went off to find the person.

Hou Jia, also a Grandmaster of the Hidden Sword Palace, frowned and said, "Senior Brother Han, Senior Brother Li wouldn't have run away, would he?"

Another person added, "That's possible. He was dragging his feet and unwilling to come from the start, spending all day calculating his lousy hexagrams, talking about signs of great misfortune. I think he's clearly a coward!"

"He is truly unworthy of being an Elder of our Hidden Sword Palace!"

Gao Yang's expression was gloomy as he also spoke up from the side, "Elder Li's actions are truly a disgrace to our Hidden Sword Palace!"

"After we return to the palace, I will certainly report everything exactly as it happened to Master."

"With so many Great Grandmasters and Grandmasters, we have a huge advantage, yet he is so unable to recognize the situation. No wonder he is still lingering at the Divine Illumination Realm at such an old age..."

"Damn you, Li Xuanfeng, where the hell did you run off to?"

Fu Yunfan cursed inwardly.

This old man had been all smiles not long ago, appearing easy to talk to, but who would have thought he would flee before the battle.

Where is your integrity as a swordsman? Where is the pride of the Hidden Sword Palace? It's so damn embarrassing!

Fu Yunfan's clothes fluttered as he searched the entire Bai family residence, unleashing his Divine Sense to the fullest, but he simply could not find any trace of Li Xuanfeng.

He was too good at hiding!

He shouted several times, but the other party did not respond at all.

"His divine skills are peerless! His magical power is boundless!!!"

Just then, a voice came from afar, clearly reaching his ears in the pitch-black night.

"Who is it? Daring to approach the Great Grandmaster battle group?"

"Are you looking for death?!"

Fu Yunfan had been searching for a long time without finding anyone and was suppressing a surge of anger. Hearing this voice, his expression turned cold.

Swish! His figure flashed, and he disappeared from where he stood. A moment later, he appeared in front of the carriage.

Wang Ping had just finished shouting a sentence and hadn't even had time to catch his breath when suddenly, his vision blurred, and an old man in black appeared.

Boom!

The other party didn't say a word, simply spreading his five fingers, manifesting a giant hand several yards wide, and grabbed toward the carriage.

He coldly snorted, "I want to see just how much cultivation you have, to be so arrogant as to shout such slogans as 'His divine skills are peerless, his magical power is boundless'!"

The frustration he had suffered from the Hidden Sword Palace group over the past few days seemed to have found an outlet.

This grab held nothing back; it was aimed entirely at crushing the carriage and everyone inside into powder.