Published: February 25, 2025
With a howling sound, the purple Flying Sword suddenly expanded to about ten feet in size and slashed down towards Zhao Wansha's left shoulder, catching him off guard!
“Ah… no!”
“Pfft!”
Amidst Zhao Wansha's pig-like scream, his entire left shoulder was severed.
Blood sprayed everywhere as he fell to the ground, his face contorted in agony.
The onlookers were stunned, their eyes wide in disbelief.
Tan Yun calmly retracted the Flying Sword, its color returning to normal as he glanced at the chaotic scene.
Zhao Wansha clutched his wound, struggling to rise, but the pain was overwhelming.
“Who dares to attack the holy son of the Huangfu Sacred Sect?” he bellowed, his voice filled with rage and terror.
Tan Yun stepped forward, a cold glint in his eyes.
“It's me, Tan Yun.
This is just the beginning.”
The crowd gasped, recognizing the name.
Tan Yun had become notorious for his audacity and strength, and now he was directly challenging a member of the Huangfu Sacred Sect.
“Bastard!” Zhao Wansha growled, gritting his teeth as he summoned his remaining strength to stand.
“Just wait! I will not let you get away with this!”
With that, he drew upon his sacred soul, preparing to retaliate.
But Tan Yun's expression remained unchanged as he pointed his Flying Sword towards him.
“Don't you dare think you can threaten me.
You should be grateful I only cut off your shoulder.”
The tension in the air thickened as both sides prepared for a showdown, setting the stage for an intense battle.
The spectators held their breath, anticipating what would come next.
Amidst Zhao Wansha's pig-like screams, his entire left arm was severed by the purple Flying Sword, and the severed limb spurted blood, falling onto the high platform!
“I will kill you!” Zhao Wansha leaped dozens of feet into the air, and a flash of blue light emerged from his Qiankun Ring in his left hand. A lower grade artifact big knife appeared out of thin air, and a blade light spanning a hundred feet slashed at Tan Yun at a tricky angle!
“Dang!”
A glint of cunning flashed in Tan Yun's starry eyes as he tightly gripped his spear to block. Sparks flew, and after his spear was severed, the blade light violently engulfed Tan Yun!
“Hahaha, Tan Yun you bastard, in the end, you still died by my hands…” Zhao Wansha stood in midair, his mad laughter gradually weakening, suddenly interrupted by Yuwen Fengjun from the pavilion, “Disciple, be careful, he's behind you!”
Zhao Wansha was alarmed. Only then did he realize that the Tan Yun swallowed by the blade light was merely an afterimage that had not dissipated due to Tan Yun's incredible speed.
A chill ran down Zhao Wansha's spine. Holding the knife in his left hand, he spun in midair, ready to counterattack when the purple Flying Sword that had just fallen to the ground suddenly shot up, severing Zhao Wansha's left arm holding the knife!
“No!”
In a mournful wail of losing both arms, Zhao Wansha saw the purple Flying Sword spin in midair and shoot into Tan Yun's Qiankun Ring!
Tan Yun tightly gripped the spear shaft with his left hand, while he clenched the upper half of the spear with his right hand. Bloodthirsty light flickered in his eyes as he said slowly, “Zhao Wansha, a year ago I said I would take your head, now it’s time for me to fulfill my promise!”
“Tan Yun, go to hell!” At this moment, Zhao Wansha roared madly, his body rushing towards Tan Yun, the trembling void under his right foot as he stomped down at Tan Yun!
At this moment, Zhao Wansha did not retreat, for he felt the violent energy rapidly depleting, realizing the effect of the Golden Clan Ancient Elixir was about to wear off!
With Tan Yun's keen eyes, he naturally saw Zhao Wansha's momentum swiftly weaken.
“Ha!”
Tan Yun shouted, twisting in midair, his right leg turning into a whip, striking down towards Zhao Wansha, who was retreating to the right!
“Crack!”
With a clear sound of bones snapping, Zhao Wansha's right leg, measuring over thirteen feet, burst open at the knee, the severed leg, with crimson blood, fell towards the Platform of Destruction!