At that moment.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
Everyone's eyes bulged from their sockets, staring in horror as Ying Beifu's master-level sword twisted and disintegrated without a sound…
As if a piece of iron had been plunged into a patch of light, weightless cotton.
The cotton instantly curled, collapsed, and then silently exploded.
*Swish!*
The almost imperceptible black sword mark, after shattering Ying Beifu's sword strike.
Continued its momentum unabated.
A moment later.
Ying Beifu's body suddenly stiffened.
Disbelief flickered in his eyes, which widened abruptly.
His eyes nearly burst from their sockets!
He stared intently at the calm, gray-haired youth opposite him.
His heart churned with immense waves.
But the vanishing of his life force brought a sense of powerlessness.
He lowered his head dejectedly.
Then his body slowly knelt towards Ling Fan.
And the black sword mark, after piercing his body, landed on the ancestral shrine of the Lan clan.
*Rumble!*
A violent explosion was heard.
The magnificent ancestral shrine of the Lan clan was sliced open from the middle, a massive fissure appearing down its center.
Splitting the ancestral shrine into two ruined halves.
Countless broken walls and ruins collapsed with a roar.
Dust billowed everywhere.
Everyone was stunned speechless, unable to utter a single word.
And only then.
Did Ying Beifu's body explode into a mist of blood with a *bang!*
The foremost swordsman of Tianchu Province.
The foremost Sword Dao Grandmaster under the master of Miyun Mountain.
Had fallen!
Upon witnessing this scene.
The entire venue fell into absolute silence.
Eyes and jaws dropped to the floor.
Everyone stood frozen like wooden statues.
The powerful figures from the various martial arts families of Tianchu City were as silent as cicadas, daring not to breathe too loudly.
And the members of the Lan clan were utterly dumbfounded.
Especially Lan Xueyi's second and third aunts, who had desperately wished to see Ling Fan cut down by Ying Beifu's sword. Their eyes were wide with infinite fear and trembling.
Especially the second aunt.
The thought of her repeatedly provoking Ling Fan in front of him sent her close to soiling herself.
Sun Jian and Nong Xiuyu's legs trembled uncontrollably, their mouths agape enough to fit a fist.
Was this still the son-in-law of the Lan family they had so utterly looked down upon?
They were like two entirely different people.
Especially Sun Jian.
He felt all his previous sense of superiority in front of Ling Fan vanish into thin air.
Let alone him.
Even his elder brother, a seventh-rank deputy commandant in the Governor's Mansion, would be insignificant in front of Ling Fan.
His brother was still struggling his way up in the Tianchu army, and to think that the second aunt had been so proud and pleased about it.
Yet Ling Fan had already slain a Sword Dao Grandmaster and was a top-tier figure who could stand as an equal to the Governor.
There was simply no comparison.
Old Madam Lan's face, like aged pine bark, turned extremely grim, her body trembling uncontrollably with rage.
Damn it.
That was a Grandmaster-level expert from Miyun Mountain.
And Ling Fan had killed him.
This meant her aspirations to curry favor with Miyun Mountain were completely dashed.
Not only dashed, but with the Lan clan having caused Miyun Mountain the loss of a Grandmaster, she would be incredibly fortunate if Miyun Mountain didn't hold the Lan clan accountable.
The originally bright future of the Lan clan.
Had been utterly ruined by this Ling Fan.
She was so furious.
She was grinding her teeth in sheer rage.
On the other side.
Lan Junjie, along with Lan Xueyi and Lan Tianxiong, the couple, breathed a collective sigh of relief. Lan Junjie even jumped up excitedly.
"Brother-in-law is awesome! Absolutely awesome! Slaying Grandmasters is like slicing vegetables, who dares to force my sister to remarry now! Huh?"
"What kind of person is my brother-in-law? My sister told you long ago that he's like a dragon from the heavens, but you refused to believe it, wanting to sell my sister for your own prosperity. Have some decency!"
Lan Junjie stood with his hands on his hips, pointing furiously at the members of the Lan clan.
"Come on, you scumbags, try your nonsense again, see if my brother-in-law's blade is fast enough to chop off your dog heads. Don't think we cherish returning to your clan, pfft, are you worthy!"
Lan Junjie vented his pent-up frustration.
But those members of the Lan clan could only lower their heads and endure, not daring to utter a single word of protest.
Some were already starting to resent Old Madam Lan in their hearts.
If it weren't for this old woman's foolishness.
They could have had a Martial Dao Grandmaster!
But now…
They had completely messed everything up.
The second aunt, third aunt, and others gritted their teeth in hatred, yet dared not show the slightest displeasure on their faces.
Old Madam Lan trembled like a sieve with rage.
But she couldn't utter a single word.
If Lan Tianxiong hadn't stopped Lan Junjie, with his sharp tongue, who knew what more unpleasant words he might have blurted out.
"Mr. Ling is indeed impressive, truly the Deputy Governor of our Tianchu Governor's Mansion, and indeed the elder brother I, Chu Tiange, have always wanted to acknowledge! My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless, and like a raging Yellow River, uncontrollable!"
"Hmph, so what if he killed a Grandmaster from Miyun Mountain? Does Miyun Mountain dare to come to Tianchu City to trouble Mr. Ling? Do they think our Governor's Mansion is just for show? I may not be able to defeat the Master of Miyun Mountain, but my father can!"
"If anyone from Miyun Mountain dares to come, I, the Seventh Young Master, will show them why the flowers are so red!" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Chu Tiange said with a smug expression, looking at the crestfallen Xie Canglou.
Xie Canglou's body trembled instantly.
When Ying Beifu had made his move earlier.
He had felt that everything was secure.
He had even blamed Ying Beifu for not acting sooner to kill this brat.
However…
Now Ying Beifu was dead!
He instantly felt as if he had plunged into an ice cellar.
Both shocked and terrified.
All his previous arrogance had vanished.
As for snatching Ling Fan's woman?
Don't even mention it.
He was now filled with extreme regret.
He didn't dare to entertain such a thought anymore.
He looked at Ling Fan with an extremely complex expression, a mixture of resentment, jealousy, and fear.
Sensing his gaze.
Ling Fan slowly turned around.
The ordinary sword in his hand, having endured immense power, shattered inch by inch.
Ling Fan flicked his fingers, discarding the broken sword with only a hilt remaining.
Then he looked at Xie Canglou and said, "You dared to covet my woman, Ling Fan. I have killed your Miyun Mountain Grandmaster today, and I will take your life. Do you submit?"
Ling Fan's faint voice echoed.
The entire crowd was instantly horrified.
He had killed a Grandmaster of Miyun Mountain and it wasn't enough.
He intended to kill Xie Canglou as well!
Was he insane?
Xie Canglou was the most beloved direct disciple of the Master of Miyun Mountain, unlike other disciples.
He had even long designated Xie Canglou as the chief disciple, intending to pass on his legacy.
Yet now Ling Fan declared he would kill Xie Canglou.
This was preparing for an irreconcilable conflict with Miyun Mountain.
Xie Canglou stared at Ling Fan in disbelief, shouting with both shock and anger, "You dare to kill me? Can you bear the wrath of Miyun Mountain! The power of my master is beyond your imagination."
"When Ying Beifu challenged my master after becoming a Sword Dao Grandmaster, he was suppressed by a flick of my master's finger, only then did he willingly submit to Miyun Mountain."
"Do you think by killing a mere Ying Beifu, you can provoke Miyun Mountain!"
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