The sword light was truly terrifying, embodying the purest path of the sword, infused with an emotionless doctrine that reaped all. Apart from the elder Yuan Emperor of the third stage, all the powerhouses of Willow King City, along with several welcoming experts from the Azure Wave Pavilion, were decapitated in an instant, slain by this single sword.
Even the elder Yuan Emperor of the third stage's face changed drastically.
In the end, he paid the price of an arm.
He barely managed to preserve his life.
The sword light continued to slice.
It fell towards Ling Fan, who was the furthest away.
Just as the assassin, the elder Yuan Emperor of the third stage, and Liu Yan believed that this audacious and arrogant young man would be instantly killed by this sword.
An astonishing scene unfolded.
Ling Fan flicked his finger towards the slicing sword light.
Bang!
The formidable sword light of death, capable of instantly killing all beings below the third stage Yuan Emperor and severing the arm of the elder Yuan Emperor of the third stage, exploded.
The elder's eyes widened in horror.
He revealed disbelief.
He knew very well how powerful this sword was.
Even he, a powerhouse close to the peak of the third stage Yuan Emperor, could only sacrifice a piece to save his life, but that young man had so easily neutralized the attack of this sword. How was this possible?
Liu Yan, held captive by the assassin, was dumbfounded, unable to believe her eyes.
No wonder this young man dared to challenge her.
Such immense strength!
She never imagined that this person, who appeared to be around her age, hid his power so deeply.
The usually arrogant Miss Liu felt a strange emotion stir within her heart.
The assassin also paused.
His eyelids twitched violently, sensing the young man's power and the trouble he posed. Without hesitation, he grabbed Liu Yan and turned to flee.
"Since you attacked me, you think you can just leave? Is it that easy! Leave your life behind."
Ling Fan snorted coldly and reached out with one hand.
The Hand of Emperor Fall was unleashed.
Instantly, a bloody storm appeared.
The entire world seemed to descend into an era of destruction akin to the twilight of the gods.
His execution of this move was infinitely more powerful than the true Tian Heng's. It was like a peerless Emperor, immensely powerful, striking the heavens. With a single palm strike, the assassin, who had just vanished into the void, was violently shaken out, spitting blood frantically, his eyes filled with terror.
"You are a fourth-stage Xuan Emperor! No, no, no, not as terrifying as a fourth-stage Xuan Emperor, but not far off. You are a half-step fourth-stage Xuan Emperor!"
The assassin exclaimed in shock.
"Sir, I did not intend to offend just now. I beg for your forgiveness!"
He quickly lowered his head and said.
Fearing that if he spoke a moment too late, Ling Fan would kill him.
The young man before him was terrifyingly powerful and definitely possessed the ability.
What shocked him even more was.
This person was using a supreme skill of the Heavenly Court, indicating that his identity was extraordinary. He might even be from the Heavenly Court, and he absolutely dared not offend him.
"If I chop off your head, and then you apologize, do you think you can accept it?"
Ling Fan sneered disdainfully.
"This..."
The assassin was rendered speechless.
He had initially thought this young man was an insignificant nobody, whom he could kill with a casual flick of his wrist, no different from crushing an ant.
Unexpectedly, not only was this person not an ant, but he had revealed himself to be a true dragon!
Ling Fan's Hand of Emperor Fall continued to press down.
The assassin resisted with difficulty, his body emitting creaking sounds, as if it would be crushed at any moment.
"Sir, do not push it too far! Do you know who I am? Although you are strong, you are by no means a match for the forces behind me. If you stop now, we can remain at peace. If you continue to pester me, you will only bring yourself immense disaster. I have a true fourth-stage Xuan Emperor behind me!"
The assassin threatened.
"A fourth-stage Xuan Emperor can threaten me? Who do you think I, Tian Heng, am? If he dares to deal with me, he is dealing with the supreme Heavenly Court. Does he dare!" Ling Fan sneered with unbridled confidence, perfectly embodying Tian Heng's arrogant and overbearing personality.
"You are indeed from the Heavenly Court. Hmph, a half-step fourth-stage Xuan Emperor inspector is not a significant figure in the Heavenly Court, and may not be able to provoke the forces behind me! I advise you to have some self-awareness and retreat quickly, do not meddle in other people's affairs."
The assassin's only hope now was to intimidate this arrogant and overbearing young man with the power of his backing, so he spared no effort in issuing threats.
But Ling Fan did not fall for it at all.
The Hand of Emperor Fall continued to crush down. The assassin cried out in pain, his armor and black robe exploding, revealing his true form.
He was a tall demon with three eyes.
"Damn it! You dare to ruin the good deeds of our Demon Eye Sect, you are dead!"
The demon assassin gritted his teeth, the third eye on his forehead split open, and a terrifying beam of light shot towards Ling Fan.
"Heh heh, so it's someone from the Nine-Eyed Emperor Demon race."
Ling Fan recognized the assassin's identity at a glance.
The Nine-Eyed Emperor Demon race was considered a top-ranked major demon race in the Heavenly Demon Realm, second only to the ninety-nine great Heavenly Demon clans. The strongest in the clan was the Emperor Lord, just one step away from becoming a Demon Heavenly Venerate.
The assassin before him only had three eyes and the strength of a third-stage Yuan Emperor.
The Hand of Emperor Fall struck.
The third eye on the assassin's forehead was directly suppressed and closed.
Ling Fan did not want to waste more time on this person. With the Hand of Emperor Fall, he suppressed the assassin into the Yan Luo Hall, the third great formation of the Samsara Divine Cauldron.
With his current strength, he was more than enough to suppress a half-step fourth-stage Xuan Emperor, let alone a three-eyed Emperor Demon.
Including Tian Heng.
There were now two Great Emperor puppets at the third-stage Yuan Emperor level in the Yan Luo Hall.
The power of the Yan Luo Hall had also doubled.
Ling Fan was very satisfied.
"Ma... Many thanks, young master!"
The assassin was suppressed by Ling Fan.
Liu Yan's crisis was resolved.
Her expression was complex, a little ashamed, but she was not a hesitant person. She immediately and generously expressed her gratitude to Ling Fan.
"I did not intend to save you. This fellow was courting death and got me involved, so I acted," Ling Fan said indifferently.
Liu Yan's face immediately flushed red.
She gnashed her teeth in anger.
She had already put aside her pride and expressed her thanks to this person, only to be met with such low emotional intelligence, completely disregarding her gratitude. Where did this leave her face?
If not for the fact that her strength was inferior to his.
She truly wanted to rush forward and beat this person up right now.
At this moment.
The elder Yuan Emperor of the third stage, clutching his severed arm, flew forward and bowed to Ling Fan, "May I ask for the young master's esteemed name? I have offended you greatly just now, and I beg for your forgiveness! The young master chivalrously intervened to rescue our young lady, and our City Lord will surely reward the young master handsomely."
Ling Fan did not reply, continuing to sit and drink.
The elder was extremely awkward.
Just as he was in a very difficult position.
Suddenly, an immensely powerful aura descended.