Chapter 77: The First Master of the Sword Saint Rankings

  "Give me a break!" Leng Xiao Yao heard this familiar shout, and only then did he withdraw his gaze from Yang Jie's body. He felt a wave of scorching hot air emanating from in front of him, and before his eyes could even focus, a familiar figure appeared, blocking his line of sight. The flames around them suddenly split apart and fell to the ground, disappearing from view.

  Huang Tao's face revealed a sarcastic expression as he gazed at Yang Jie, laughing and saying: "A renowned General of the Law Enforcement Team, if you were to resort to such underhanded tactics against someone with no cultivation whatsoever, wouldn't that be a major scandal if it got out?"

  Yang Jie heard Huang Tao's words, his gloomy face revealed a hint of anger and scolded: "Huang Tao, you still have the face to say that if the little brat behind you had no cultivation, how could he destroy my 40,000-strong army with just one stick? I spit on you!"

  The middle-aged man standing beside Huang Tao heard Yang Jie's words and his face changed slightly, only then did he seriously observe the cold Xiao Yao behind Huang Tao, with a look of expectation on his face.

  "Was it you who emitted that aura just now?" The middle-aged man asked aloud, his voice extremely cold, cold to the point of making one tremble.

  Leng Xiao Yao's divine sense had already discerned that this middle-aged man's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of a high-level Sword Saint, and was likely only one step away from reaching the realm of a Sword God. He nodded his head in approval: "Not bad."

  "Ah!" The middle-aged man heard Ling Xiao's acknowledgment that the oppressive aura came from him, and his eyes lit up for a moment, but immediately dimmed again. "I think you haven't even cultivated internal energy, so why do you have such an aura?"

  Huang Tao had a feeling that the middle-aged man beside Yang Jie looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. So, when the man opened his mouth to ask questions, Huang Tao's mind kept thinking about it. When he saw the middle-aged man asking questions, Yang Jie actually stood obediently aside. Could it be that this middle-aged man's cultivation and status were higher than Yang Jie's? Otherwise, Yang Jie, that little person, would not have been so well-behaved. Was his status higher? What was going on?

  "Could it be that this senior is actually the ordinary senior?" Huang Tao exclaimed, because he thought of the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him. He was Pingfan, the number one swordsman on the Maya continent's Swordsaint Ranking. Rumor had it that he was born with a passion for martial arts and spent his entire life growing through challenges. At the age of ten, he became a warrior; at fifteen, a great warrior; at eighteen, a swordsman; at thirty-five, a great swordsman; and at fifty-three, a Swordsaint. It was said that in his lifetime, he loved to fight against strong opponents and usually liked to seclude himself in remote places for training. How did he end up here today? And how did he get hooked up with Yang Jie again?

  "En." Pingfan nodded slightly, since his identity had been recognized by others, there was no need to explain anything.

  Leng Xianyao's face showed a hint of surprise upon hearing this. He had naturally seen the Sword Saint High Hand Ranking on the Maya continent in the Leng family library, and what left the deepest impression on him was not because Pingfan was ranked first, but because he discovered that Pingfan was indeed very unusual, a low-key person who couldn't be any more low-key. Rumor had it that he challenged countless famous high hands, but after each battle, his opponents would surrender to him, yet he never revealed whether he won or lost to the outside world, and naturally, those who lost to him wouldn't go around proclaiming their own defeat.

  "Is this guy being low-key or is he doing it on purpose?" Leng Xiao's eyes scanned Ping Fan from head to toe, as if trying to see if Ping Fan was pretending to be someone else. But the more he looked, the more he felt that this guy really did like to keep a low profile, because his clothes were extremely simple and plain, in other words, very cheap. With his status, if he wanted money, all he had to do was open his mouth and there would be plenty of people who would eagerly offer it to him.

  "Are you cultivating Dou Qi?" Ping Fan's face was filled with a skeptical expression. If the young man in front of him was indeed cultivating Dou Qi, why couldn't he sense any Dou Qi aura on his body? Could it be that this young man's cultivation was even stronger than his own? Had he already reached the Sword God level? Ping Fan thought about this and immediately dismissed the idea. How could that be possible? Looking at Cold Xiao Yao, who was no more than twenty years old, even if he had started cultivating from birth, it was impossible to reach the Sword God level. But if he wasn't a Sword God, why would he emit such a terrifying aura? This was strange indeed.

  Leng Xiao Yao slightly shook her head and remained silent.

  "Magic?"

  "Neither is." Lan Xiang coolly replied.

  "Didn't you cultivate magic and Dou Qi?" Ping Fan's eyes lit up as he asked, could it be that there were other combat professions on the Maya continent? Impossible! Apart from the already extinct Ancient Eastern War God Tribe, it seemed that there had never been a new type of combat profession on the Maya continent before.

  "En." Leng Xiangyao nodded again.

  "Little guy, make your move and let me see what kind of skill you've cultivated." Ping Fan took a step forward, his face revealing a calm expression once again, regaining the icy demeanor from earlier, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

  Huang Tao heard Ping's words and hastily stepped forward, his face filled with respect. "Senior Ping is a renowned master of the past generation, how can you bully someone who has no aura or magic? Don't you fear that if word gets out, it will be laughed at by everyone? If Senior truly has an itch for battle, I am willing to exchange a few moves with you."

  Pingfan heard Huang Tao's words and a cold smile appeared on his icy face: "You're not worthy of fighting me, don't worry, I won't hurt this little guy."

  "Hold!" Huang Tao's long sword was drawn and pointed horizontally at Ping Fan Dao: "If senior insists on making things difficult, then junior will have to offend you."

  "Do you want to fight me?" A flash of anger crossed Pingfan's icy face.

  "If the seniors insist on making things difficult for me, I'm not a match for them, but I'll still give it a try." Huang Tao said with an unchanged expression.

  Ping Fan heard Huang Tao's words, and a cold smile appeared on his icy face: "Good, very good, it's been many years since anyone dared to speak to me like that. Since you're so persistent, let me see what kind of weight you have."

  "Huang Dage, step down, I'll take a few moves." Leng Xiao Yao said as he stood out.

  Huang Tao heard his young master's words and directly refused without hesitation, "No way, Young Master. This person has already reached the peak of Sword Saint cultivation and is only a little bit away from reaching the realm of Sword God. Although your previous strike was earth-shaking, you are not yet this person's match. What if you get hurt? It would be difficult for me to explain to General Yu then. Let me take him on for a few moves instead."

  The ordinary-looking man suddenly released a powerful aura, and a strong pressure rushed towards Leng Xiao Yao and the others. On the spot, Leng Xiao Yao and the others felt as if they had been pressed down by several thousand kilograms of weight, making it difficult for them to breathe, and their knees trembled continuously.

  Among those present, Huang Tao was slightly better off, after all he was a mid-level Sword Saint, but at this moment he didn't look much better either, his face pale as paper. Suddenly, Huang Tao let out a loud shout: "Fire Domain."

  Whoosh! A red glow suddenly burst forth from Huang Tao's body, enveloping Cold Impermanence and everyone behind him. Only then did the oppressive force dissipate.

  "Hmm!" Leng Xiao Yao let out a long, virtual sigh, gazing at the transformed space before him. The surroundings were filled with flames, and waves of scorching hot air constantly bombarded his body from all sides. Only then did Leng Xiao Yao understand that although this space's combat skills were extremely poor, it still had its redeeming qualities. For example, this domain... Leng Xiao Yao was very certain that if he entered this domain, as soon as the enemy unleashed its power, he would be finished in at most ten breaths' time if he couldn't break through it in the first instant.

  Looking at the disappearing Cold Xiao Yao and others, he saw Huang Tao's pale face, a cold smile appeared on his face, and he hummed a sound. At this time, Huang Tao's face turned even paler.

  He slowly stretched out his finger and lightly touched a certain point beside Huang Tao's body, shouting: "Break for me."

  "With a 'ka' sound, the figures of Leng Xiang and others reappeared beside Huang Tao. Huang Tao's face changed color, and with a 'pu' sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembling slightly."

  "Little guy, you're not my match, let the little guy from earlier come instead!" Ping Fan said calmly, his eyes gazing at Leng Xiao Yao's body, filled with anticipation.

  "Huang Ge, are you okay?" Leng Xiao Yao hastily supported Huang Tao and asked with a concerned expression.

  "Huang Tao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and transmitted a message: 'Young Master, I'm fine, you can leave quickly! Hurry back to Tian Long Kingdom. Although this person is the number one swordsman on the Sword Saint List, he still doesn't dare to act recklessly in the Four Great Nations. I'll stall him, you go quickly.'"

  Leng Xiao Yao was moved to see Huang Tao willing to sacrifice himself, and he signaled a pale-faced captain beside him to support Huang Tao. After the captain supported Huang Tao, Leng Xiao Yao turned around, his face revealing a killing intent as he stared at Ping Fan. In his heart, there were only two kinds of people: friends who would be treated with sincerity, and enemies who would be killed. At this moment, Ping Fan had already fallen into Leng Xiao Yao's list of enemies, and the only option was to kill him.

  "Do you want to experience the pressure from just now?" Cold Xiao suddenly changed completely, if he was a refined person earlier, then the aura on him at this moment was like that of a demon, filled with murderous intent.

  "Ah!" The normally expressionless face changed color because he felt the astonishing murderous aura emanating from Leng Xueya's body.

  "Alright, make your move!" Pingfan's face was solemn, but with a hint of anticipation.

  With a cold and carefree long stick, he slowly activated the spiritual power in his dantian. The space around him immediately underwent a huge change. If earlier it was still filled with warm and gentle earthly aura, now the surrounding space was filled with killing intent, dark aura, and a pressure that seemed to come from the heavens themselves, filling the entire space.

  The ordinary-looking face changed color again, and his body's aura immediately burst out, hastily shouting: "Wait!"

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