Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Xiao Yue could hardly believe it. If that sword had struck a person, it would have shattered into pieces everywhere.

"Well, Fellow Daoist Jiang, you guys have fun. I'll just watch and not get involved."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Jiang Han step on the light barrier. The purple lightning that could have shattered a Nascent Soul into dust was crushed into arcs of electricity by his foot.

A bolt of lightning erupted beside Jiang Han, sweeping away the troublesome Shen Tingyun. He then lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Han again.

"Turn off the formation."

His voice was very calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority:

"You should understand that you cannot hold out."

Closing the formation?

Xiao Yue was dumbfounded, wondering if Jiang Han had gone mad.

Your Sword Sect brought so many people to cause trouble. This formation was opened to defend against the Sword Sect, and now you want him to turn it off voluntarily?

I turned it off, and then what? Do you go and offer yourself up to be rubbed into the ground and rubbed against me?

"This, this, this..."

Xiao Yue wanted to say that he didn't want to be so humble. Even if the formation was eventually broken, he would hold on to the end. He wanted to be a swordsman with integrity, and he would die with dignity and value!

As long as the formation remains intact, the Sword Sect will have to expend a large amount of spiritual energy to forcibly break it. Once the other disciples return, the balance of power will shift, and they will naturally be able to defeat the Sword Sect.

But he knew that if he really said that, the arrogant sword sect brat opposite him would definitely grant his wish in front of everyone, making him die without any dignity.

Moreover, with Jiang Han here, expending a little spiritual energy is completely useless.

Therefore, Xiao Yue explained sincerely:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please forgive me. It's not that I didn't want to close it, but the central control of this formation is in the hands of Senior Brother Jun, and it's not something I can control."

It's not that he doesn't want to shut it down, it's that he can't. You can't blame him for this.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Jun?"

Jiang Han turned around and looked at the battlefield in the distance. The two disciples who were equally powerful were still standing in mid-air, facing each other.

They didn't fight; they just stood on opposite sides, looking at each other without saying a word.

The two were remarkably in sync. Upon noticing the commotion, they both silently turned to look at Jiang Han, then glanced at Shen Tingyun, who was suspended in mid-air in the distance. They exchanged a look and remained silent.

But the silence didn't last long. When Jun Linyuan looked at Jiang Han again with his eyes lowered, there was a completely different meaning in them.

He felt that Jiang Han had changed a lot.

If the other party was just a somewhat unreasonable genius sword cultivator when they first met seven days ago, with decent strength but not enough to frighten him.

But now, this guy is an unreasonable and ridiculously strong arrogant sword cultivator.

Yes, very strong and very arrogant.

Once Shen Tingyun's spatial laws are fully activated, and with the assistance of the Boundary-Stabilizing Bead, even he would have to use some methods to break through them.

But this kid actually shattered the spatial barrier with a single sword strike.

And those cyan wind wings, which I've never seen the other party use before, are making their first appearance today, and the speed they unleashed... is probably no slower than his.

"I admit, I underestimated you."

Jun Linyuan raised his right hand, and the array below immediately trembled before slowly dissipating.

He actually shut down the formation on his own initiative.

"With Fellow Daoist Jiang here, there's no point in continuing the fight. Why don't we call a truce and go together to conquer the others?"

“The Moon Shadow Pavilion also holds the inheritance of the Sword Sect. I know their current location. If we go together, we’re sure to catch Xuan Moyu red-handed.”

He originally planned to use the formation to stall for time. As long as he could hold out until the others returned and Moon Shadow Tower arrived with their support, even if Jiang Han was a strong variable, he would be forcefully suppressed by the combined efforts of the two sects.

But who could have imagined that after consolidating his realm, this kid would become so strong that even he was shocked. All his plans were shattered by that sword strike and had no effect whatsoever.

At this point, let alone waiting for reinforcements, if this kid really goes all out, this great formation probably won't even last half a quarter of an hour.

Whether it's the strange laws of wind or the magical wings that can influence space.

Both of these are extremely powerful treasures. With just a slight use, one can easily defeat enemies of a higher level. If they were to unleash their full power, the force they unleash would be enough to scare people half to death.

Shen Tingyun's loss was not unjust, not unjust at all.

Jun Linyuan withdrew his aura, and the Purple Thunder Scale shrank to half a zhang in size and landed behind him. The cloud Kun that blotted out the sky also shrank to the size of a palm and was handed over to the Thunder Scale for safekeeping.

After doing all this, he suddenly broke into a smile and greeted the two of them with great hospitality:

"Let's go, let's go sit down and rest for a while. Once everyone has arrived, we'll head straight for Moon Shadow Tower, seize their inheritance, capture Xuan Moyu alive, and show Moon Shadow Tower what we're capable of."

"Sit? You're overthinking it."

Meng Qinghong fell from the height and hovered in mid-air opposite Jun Linyuan, showing him no respect whatsoever:

"The Sword Sect will handle the Moon Shadow Pavilion matter on their own. As for you..."

He snorted: "Hand over your storage magic treasure first, then let me seal your cultivation, and then we can talk about other things."

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the Sword Sect quickly surrounded him, each taking up a position and forming a formation that surrounded Jun Linyuan in the center.

Both of the Wanling Yudao Sect's mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were severely injured, and their defeat was inevitable. Naturally, the Sword Sect had to press their advantage and completely eliminate the opponent's fighting force.

Jun Linyuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What does Fellow Daoist Meng mean by this? If you really push me too far, I will risk giving up the treasure to seriously injure you. Then no one will have an easy time."

Meng Qinghong smiled faintly: "A lose-lose situation? Ha, you're not qualified for that."

With a light wave of his right hand, four flying swords appeared and slowly rotated around him.

“Fellow Daoist Jun, since you dared to attack the Sword Sect’s legacy back then, you should have expected this situation to turn out this way.”

"Hand over your storage treasures. If they satisfy us, you can relinquish your claim and withdraw from the Sword Sect's territory. At that time, you can compete with other sects and perhaps even obtain some valuable inheritance."

"If you continue to be obstinate, don't blame us for using force."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Han, who was standing to the side, raised his hand and made a grasping motion. Immediately, a large burst of lightning erupted from the void, enveloping and sealing Xiao Yue and the other two who were looking anxious in the distance, as well as Shen Tingyun who was unconscious beside him.

The azure lightning was mixed with wisps of black divine lightning. Unless he actively withdrew the lightning, the four injured people inside would definitely not be able to leave.