is old man would surely take revenge on him, but he didn't care. Some things were better dealt with sooner rather than later, to avoid unforeseen trouble in the future."That's great, Mr. Ye, you're a...At the same time, a figure flew backwards, being knocked back dozens of meters before finally stabilizing mid-air.

When they saw that it was Ye Bufan, a cheer erupted from the foot of the mountain. Especially Zhong's father and son, they were so excited they almost jumped up. This gave them hope again.

And on the side of the three great families, Changsun Wugong and the others' hearts immediately lifted. Although they knew that Ye Bufan's cultivation was high, the opponent held a spirit weapon in his hand. This battle was indeed difficult to fight.

Su Ru Yue and the others clenched their fists, nervously watching the sky.

"Haha, ignorant youngster, now you know the power of a spirit weapon, don't you"

Murong Chenglong burst into a hearty laugh, pleased with himself. In this just-concluded exchange, he had finally gained the upper hand thanks to his spirit weapon.

"Kid, I admit you're exceptional, a rare martial arts prodigy among the younger generation, but so what You don't have a spirit weapon, do you"

"With just this, how dare you challenge me, old man! Today, you are destined to die at my hands!"

Murong He roared proudly at the foot of the mountain: "Grandfather, kill him! As long as he dies, the three great families will be completely finished. After that, the imperial capital will belong to our family."

Murong Chenglong let out a long roar, waving the blood-colored long sword in his hand. A terrifying attack surged towards Ye Bufan once more, and the ensuing crimson blade glow almost dyed the entire Tianzi Mountain red.

"Old man, you're celebrating too soon."

Ye Bufan opened his mouth, and a golden light shot out, like a small golden fish instantly rushing into the bloody blade glow.

Compared to Murong Chenglong's sword light, this golden light seemed very small, but it possessed an invincible aura. It relentlessly broke through several sword beams and finally collided with the blood-colored long sword.

Only a clang was heard, the bloody blade vanished in an instant. The once mighty blood-colored saber, a legendary spiritual weapon, had been snapped in two.

The blade broke, leaving only a hilt in Murong Chenglong's hand.

Seeing this, everyone present gasped in surprise, their eyes wide with shock.

They had just seen the power of the blood-red saber with their own eyes. It was a legendary spiritual weapon, invincible and indestructible, yet it had been cut in two in the blink of an eye.

Murong Chenglong is even more so, this blood-colored long sword was a treasure he brought out from an ancient site.

I originally thought that with this magical weapon, I could kill any god and demon, but I never dreamed that as soon as I took it out, it was chopped into a piece of scrap metal.

“You…”

He looked up and saw Ye Bufan was fiddling with a short dagger in his hand, it was none other than the glittering Dragon's Tooth.

"Old man, my blade might even be a match for your spirit weapon"

Ye Bufan wore a playful expression. He did indeed lack a spiritual soldier, but he possessed a divine artifact.

Murong Chenglong's eyes were instantly drawn to the Dragon's Tooth. Being able to cleave his own spiritual weapon in two meant this blade was at least a superior-grade spirit weapon, or even of artifact level.

A greedy glint flashed in his eyes, he tossed the hilt of his blade aside: "Boy, hand over your sword, and I might just let you live today."

Ye Bufan was stunned: "Murong Chenglong, did you hit your head just now I should be the one letting you off, you have no qualifications to bargain with me"

The crowd downhill was the same. Even a blind person could see that the advantage was clearly on the side of the younger generation.

Longsun Wugong directly scolded: "Murong Chenglong, quickly make your grandson kneel down, maybe I can spare your life. At this point, you still want to covet other people's treasure swords, do you even have any shame"

"Hahaha..." Murong Chenglong let out a burst of wild laughter, "Ye Bufan, Changsun Wugong, the three major families, do you really think that our Murong family has prepared for so long, only with such a few tricks"

Ye Bufan said calmly, "Is that so Then show me what else you've got."

"Ye Bufan, you're forcing my hand." A grim expression flashed across Murong Chenglong's face as he shouted down the mountain, "Second brother, what are you waiting for Attack together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure shot into the air and instantly appeared behind Ye Bufan, forming a pincer attack with Murong Chenglong. It was none other than Murong Chentian, the second elder of the Murong family.

Soaring through the air, flying on an ethereal wind, this is a power only attainable by saints.

Now the whole mountain foot was in an uproar, one after another unexpected events happened today, completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Prior to this, no one had expected Ye Bufan to also possess the cultivation of a Martial Saint. However, the Murong family has now produced another Martial Saint, with a single family boasting two Saints. Such strength far exceeds everyone's expectations.

Changsun Wugong cried out in astonishment, "Murong Cheng Hu, when did you advance to the Saint rank"

Not only was he surprised, but everyone else was also incredibly astonished. Before this, Murong Cheng Hu had been incredibly low-key, never showing off his abilities. No one expected him to become a Martial Saint today.

"Murong Chenghu burst into laughter: 'This old man has been keeping a low profile for so many years, but today is the time to show you all my true strength!'"

Murong Chenglong wore a smug expression: "Changsun Wugong, Dongfang Qitian, Sima Pinghu, you didn't expect this, did you"

Actually, my younger brother has already reached the peak of Heaven Rank. He just hides his strength and hasn't revealed it.

This time I went into seclusion for three days, it wasn't to heal any wounds. You lot aren't even capable of hurting me. The real purpose was to help my younger brother break through.

Originally, we were prepared just in case. It seems that making more preparations is still necessary. Now our Murong family has two Martial Saints. How can your three great families fight us

His words left the entire audience speechless. The three prominent families fell into a complete silence, their expressions turning extremely grim.

If the opponent only had one Murong Chenglong, Ye Bufan could still win by relying on his cultivation advantage. But now that there's another Murong Chenghu, even if he's powerful, he wouldn't be able to fight two against one, would he

"That's great, haha, it seems like I made the right choice this time..."

"Ye, even if you're skilled, can you possibly handle two people alone"

It seems the situation is settled. I originally thought that the three great clans might be able to stage a comeback, but now it looks like they have no chance at all…

Those who had sought refuge with the Murong family were overjoyed, their faces beaming with delight as they felt they had placed a winning bet.

"Shameless!"

Changsun Wugong angrily said, "Murong Chenglong, you are a senior attacking a junior, that's already shameless enough. To even gang up on him Don't you have any shame"

Dongfang Qitian shouted: "That's right, since we said today would be a battle to decide the heavens and earth, there must be rules for the fight. We can't win by sheer numbers! How can that be convincing"

"Hahaha…" Murong Chenglong burst into laughter, his laughter arrogant and unrestrained.

"You two old dogs, shut your mouths! It's always winners who are kings and losers who are thieves. What right do you have to lecture us now"

As for rules, from now on the Murong family in the Imperial City will set the rules.

To convince the crowd, I look to see who dares disobey. I'll slap them to death directly.

He now feels confident of victory, and is extremely arrogant.

"You...are so shameless."

Changsun Wugong was so angry that his teeth ached. He turned to Dongfang Qitian, Sima Pinghu, and Qingye Shi Tai and shouted, "Today, the four of us will fight to the death with Murong Chenghu first. Let Xiao Fan kill Murong Changle, the old dog, first, and then we will avenge ourselves."

"The old man is right, let's do it."

Several people from the East Heavenly Pillar responded and drew out their weapons, ready to fight to the death with Murong Cheng Hu.this moment, Wang Ziyan not only had her facial injuries healed, but her skin looked even more perfect than before. It was as flawless and delicate as porcelain, with no trace of any injury whatsoever...