Unparalleled Sword Emperor

Somewhere in the snow valley, there was a sudden and intense explosion. From there, a powerful blast wave of ice and fire combined together erupted, creating a powerful shockwave.    

In a radius of several dozen miles, they were all affected. As for the closest masked men, they were all sent flying and received heavy injuries.    

From a distance, one could see that within the explosion was a young man carrying a beauty that could topple nations.    

Perhaps because he didn't want to injure the beauty behind him, the youth forcefully blocked all of the impact onto his body. Although he really wanted to stand up and fight the enemy as a result, the serious injuries on his body made him seem somewhat powerless.    

If someone were to see the battle that he had maintained for a long time, they would be very surprised. Lingyun was only at the ninth level of the Spirit realm, yet he had the strength to fight dozens of second level Martial Kings and two second level Martial Kings.    

Not only was the unprepared Lingyun Mystical Technique unable to unleash its full power, it was also damaged by the opponent's attack. However, Ye Xinghan, who had launched the sneak attack, had also suffered some injuries.    

Seeing Ling Yun Fan, who had been injured in order to protect her, Mu Bingyun, who was tied to his back, had her eyes turn slightly red, as if she was getting moist. Her pair of pure white jade-like hands were barely wrapped around her, as if she wanted to be together with the youth who had been protecting her even if she died.    

Rather, while he was gasping for breath, he propped up the pain on his body and tightly frowned as he stood up. He pulled out the sword from the ground beside him and tightened his grip on it, preparing himself to continue battling with Ye Xing Hong and the others in front of him.    

"Not bad ah, you brat, you can actually react so quickly and use martial skills to fight me, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too weak. In addition, you have the burden behind you, otherwise, you would probably be able to use even more strength, or at the very least, you could fight me to a draw." Walking step by step, Ye Xinghan walked in front of Ling Yunfan as he spoke in a strange tone.    

He only clenched the Raindragon Sword with one hand into a fist as the spirit energy in his body stirred. At the same time, on the other side, Mu Bingyun, who was carried on his back, was affected and immediately had an apologetic look on her face.    

"Go to hell!"    

Just as he finished speaking, Ye Xinghan's expression turned ruthless. He immediately merged with the people behind him and released an extremely cold stream of ice, attacking Ling Fan.    

Even the Ling Yun behind him, even though he knew that there was a high chance that he would die here, he still had his eyes tightly shut as he made preparations to rush to the Yellow Springs. However, Ling Yun did not do that, and instead shouted loudly with a serious expression, "I still have people I want to protect. It would be impossible for him to die like this. I have no limits! "    

"Bam!" Just as Lingyun's angry roar fell, that huge stream of ice mercilessly buried him.    

"Weng …" Just as everything was about to calm down and the snow falling from the sky was about to drop quite a bit, a dazzling red light completely blossomed from within. The aura belonging to Ling Yun and the fluctuations of the 1st level of the Martial King realm was completely released.    

"How is this possible!" Looking at Ling Yunfan, who was completely unharmed and in a state of intense hellish combat, Ye Xinghong and the others' eyes were wide open. Their faces were uncontrollable, as if they had seen a ghost.    

"This fellow, what is going on? What technique is this …" Ye Xinghong wasn't the only one who was shocked. Even the Prosperous Heavens beside him was also extremely curious. However, he was even more shocked and curious about the reason why Ling Yunfan's body had suddenly grown so strong.    

At this moment, Hu Tian was in his mind. What joke was this? Just a moment ago, he was on the verge of dying from our attacks, yet in the end, he was still acting like this.    

Perhaps it was due to Ye Xinghong and the others shouting too loudly, but Mu Hanlan, who had just opened her eyes, was shocked to see that she wasn't dead yet. However, what was even more shocking was how she looked like while hugging Ling Yunfan tightly.    

Looking at the confident expression that Ling Yun Fan, who was in the midst of a fierce battle in hell, had, from an unknown place, gained the confidence in his heart that the crisis in front of him had already been resolved.    

"Lightning and Fire Cluster Sword!"    

At this moment, under the gaze of the crowd, Ling Yunfan walked forward step by step. Two longswords that were completely covered in flames and lightning instantly turned into a stream of light, and with a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, he pierced through the backs of Hu Tian and Ye Xinghong, and in the short span of a few breaths, he had astonishingly cut those masked cultivators at the ninth level of the Spirit realm into two halves.    

"But …" "Damn it." Seeing that the person he had brought with him had been killed in the span of a few breaths by the enemy, Ye Xinghan's expression became abnormally ugly. He shouted angrily, "Brat, you're courting death!"    

"Let's attack together!"    

Hearing him, Hu Tian, who was standing beside him, spoke. Both of them tightly gripped the weapons in their hands and slashed out again and again like a gust of wind. The power contained within the slashes was even more tyrannical.    

After all, from the opponent's body, he had felt an unprecedented sense of danger. It seemed that if he were to fight against him alone, he would definitely be defeated in a few rounds, so he could only join hands with Ye Xinghan. Of course, Ye Xinghan had the same thoughts.    

Facing two opponents whose strength far surpassed that of an ordinary second level Martial King, even Ling Yunfan, who had broken through the limits of his body and entered a state of intense fighting in hell, did not dare to be careless. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the Rainbow Flood Dragon Sword in his hand seemed to be affected by him as it released a might that was even more powerful than before.    

"Clang clang clang …" "Clang! Clang! Clang …"    

Although the attacks of Hu Tian and Ye Xinghong contained their own frost power, causing them to feel immense pressure, Ling Yun was not a pushover. After all, he had experienced many life hanging by a thread throughout the entire journey, and his experience far surpassed that of his peers. Because of this, whether it was his techniques or anything else, it was enough for him to show that he could crush the two opponents in front of him.    

In this intense battle, Lingyun Fan's Heaven and Earth Devouring Flame Slash, Thunder and Fire Broken Fist, and Emem Slash were constantly being unleashed. Such a powerful might was simply unbearable for the two of them, and the confidence they originally had was slowly being destroyed.