Chapter 3698: Cornered

could say anything further, she was stopped by Changsun Wenzhi raising his hand."As the saying goes, casinos have no father and son, especially an outsider grandson and grandfather. Since I lost, I h...The most comical expressions belonged to the people of Yan Shen Dian. They had just been gloating, waiting to see Ling Yun Jian Zong make a fool of themselves.

The result now left him dumbfounded. He had originally thought this woman was the opponent's weakness, but she turned out to be incredibly strong.

A powerful cultivator in the later stage of the Dà Luo Xian realm, whose strength surpasses both Ling Jianfei and Ling Jiansi by a level.

It's their lucky day they weren't picked, otherwise they'd lose even more miserably.

The fact was the fact, but this huge difference made them all feel their faces burning hot.

Especially those who had just shouted about the good fortune of the Lingyun Sword Sect were now ashamed, their heads bowed in shame.

Huo Yan's expression grew increasingly gloomy. He had noticed this himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out why the strength of Lingyun Jianzong had improved so rapidly.

The power on display now, with two late-stage Daluo Immortals and two mid-stage Daluo Immortals, is far superior to the Yan Shen Hall. It's also not far from the Bing Yun Valley and the Hei Hu Men.

Not only them, but even the arrogance and ferocity of everyone in Bingyun Valley were instantly reduced a lot.

In the immortal realm, strength still dictates everything. If someone displays enough power, they are destined to be respected and not ridiculed or looked down upon.

"Looks good!"

Leng Hanshan merely paused for a moment before quickly regaining his sinister smile. Although the other party was also at the late stage of Da Luo Xian, he didn't believe they were his match.

"Come on, let's see if you have both looks and substance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist flipped, and a broad, long sword appeared in his palm. Immediately after, a blade aura dozens of meters long slashed across the sky, descending with force upon their heads.

At the same time, a sword ray shot into the sky and clashed with his long blade.

Both of them cultivated cold-attribute martial arts. Under their full power, endless cold air swept around, and the stage was covered with ice crystals everywhere.

Even the audience in the stands felt a bone-chilling cold, and those with weaker cultivation couldn't stop shivering.

Amidst a jarring clang of metal, swords parted and two figures swiftly retreated.

Leng Hanshan steadied his figure, his expression becoming slightly solemn.

Just now, his slash looked casual, but in reality, he used all his strength. The opponent, compared to him, was not inferior at all.

Besides, both of them practiced cold attribute martial arts. His icy aura posed no threat to the other, so in the end, they fought to a standstill.

Luo Bingyan's expression was as calm as still water. Although her cultivation had just broken through, it was incredibly solid under the foundation of the dual cultivation technique.

The two had just separated their swords, and they instantly burst forth with a dazzling sword glow. After these past few days of instruction from Ye Bufan, their swordsmanship had made astonishing progress, already mastering the essence of the Flowing Light Sword.

The longsword pierced the void, its speed exceeding human imagination.

Leng Hanshan brandished his long sword and charged forward. The two exchanged dozens of blows, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

When they were finally separated, there was a blood gash an inch long on his chest. Although not deep, it bled profusely, looking extremely eye-catching.

I originally thought the two sides were evenly matched, but I didn't expect that their cultivation levels were similar, but their swordsmanship was much stronger than mine.

The dazzling swordplay left him disoriented, scrambling blindly, and ultimately he was struck by a single blow.

"Damn it!"

A fierce glint flashed in Leng Hanshan's eyes. He held his swords with both hands, his fairy essence surging wildly, a domineering force mixed with sword aura instantly filling the entire platform.

At the same time, icy air swept across the surroundings, and the surrounding air turned into ice crystals that floated down from mid-air, with snowflakes filling the sky.

"Icebound Blade Slash!"

At this moment, everyone in Bingyun Valley looked extremely solemn. They all knew very well that this was Leng Hanshan's signature move.

Just a little while into the battle, and he's already been pushed to this point. This shows just how strong the enemy is.

Everyone was also shocked by the power of this strike. The ferocious sword energy combined with the bone-chilling coldness was probably something that even ordinary immortals couldn't withstand.

As the leader of the Four Great Sects, Bingyun Valley seems to still have its own foundation.

The disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect looked on with utmost trepidation, uncertain whether Luo Bingyan could withstand this blade. If she failed, she would likely meet an untimely end.

Under the watchful eyes of all, a brilliant sword light suddenly bloomed within the domineering blade aura.

Yes, it was brilliant, a breathtaking brilliance that instantly captivated everyone's attention.

This sword glow is too beautiful, many people have never seen such a beautiful sword glow in their entire lives, even their minds are firmly attracted.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Leng Binghuang shuddered instantly. What kind of swordsmanship was this So terrifying!

At the same time, a heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He knew Leng Hanshan had lost.

As if struck by lightning, the domineering sword energy in mid-air instantly faltered the moment that flash of blade light erupted.

Although the time was brief, the exchange between masters was enough.

Luo Bingyan's sword instantly sliced into the blade glow, blood splattered, and an arm fell off.

Immediately following, a figure flew out and crashed heavily to the ground. It was Leng Hanshan, his arm severed.

In a flash, Luo Bingyan's mere grasp of the basics was enough to severely injure Leng Hanshan.

The entire arena was silent. Some were still lost in the brilliance of the sword light, unable to recover their composure, while others were completely shocked.

Leng Hanshan is a powerful cultivator of the late Luo Xian period. He ranks second among the five core disciples of Bingyun Valley.

He ended up not only defeated, but also with an arm severed. It was a truly pitiful state of affairs.

Such a result shocked the hearts of everyone. Although Lingyun Sword Sect had won all four battles before, many people still held a contemptuous attitude.

It seems like it all comes down to luck, unfair advantages, or underhanded tactics. There hasn't been a genuine hard-fought battle in sight.

And this battle before their eyes completely rewritten their understanding. Strength was evenly matched, relying on powerful swordsmanship to lock in victory with a single strike, leaving no room for doubt.

Most importantly, this match was truly crucial. After Lingyun Jianzong's victory, they were already leading Bingyungu by two matches to zero.

Just one more win, and the final victory is secured, claiming the Hundred Doors Championship entry pass.

That is to say, Luo Bingyan, alone with her sword, had pushed the entire Bingyun Valley to the brink of the precipice, leaving them with nowhere to retreat.

It was precisely because of this that the people in Bingyun Valley, upon regaining their composure, wore expressions of grave concern, one more serious than the last. This was a situation that had never occurred in all their years together.

Leng Hanchuan's face was dazed, this was clearly not the result he wanted.

Not only did they fail to avenge themselves, but they also drove themselves into a desperate situation. If this continues, the entire Bingyun Valley will be eliminated.

At this moment, many eyes are focused on Leng Hantian. Under these circumstances, only the strongest disciple among the contestants could turn the tide.

Even many people secretly prayed in their hearts, hoping that the next draw would land them on the strongest disciple among the contestants, winning a match and revitalizing the flagging morale of Bingyun Valley.

It seems everyone's prayers worked. When Ling Jianfeng broke open a glowing orb, the inscription on it was "Leng Hantian".

Seeing this result, everyone in Bingyun Valley immediately cheered.

Leng Han Tian's appearance proved they could at least win one game and turn around their current slump.

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