“Since I, Zhang Yun, have already made my statement that day, there is absolutely no reason for me not to accept the challenge.”
"Even if I were to put it another way, I would admit that my talent is better than that of the geniuses of your Sword Palace, but cultivation level is still a matter of status. Even if I wanted to leave, there are many experts in the Sword Immortal Palace. Do you think they would let me go?"
"Furthermore, as for the so-called lowly servant you mentioned, who are you referring to?"
Zhang Yun, who had been expressionless, gradually turned cold.
"Heh, our Sword Manor has always produced many outstanding talents. What are you, Zhang Yun, to be compared with my young master and others?"
"I must say, you, Zhang Yun, are a tragic figure. I'm afraid you haven't realized that today is your death day."
"As for the lowly servant I mentioned, who else could it be but that slut Zhuo Xinyan? You and she have committed adultery, and you still have the nerve to stay in the Sword Manor. I truly admire you to the extreme."
The old woman's words were sharp, showing no respect or leniency to Zhang Yun and the other two. Her face seemed to be filled with meanness, and she pointed a finger at Zhuo Xinyan, making Zhuo Xinyan's expression unpleasant. She pursed her lips and remained silent.
However, as soon as the old woman finished speaking, Zhang Yun's eyes turned extremely gloomy.
A sharp sound suddenly arose, tearing through the air, and terrifying sword energy rushed towards the old woman with lightning speed.
Sharp, seemingly indestructible, invisible sword energy, like a lawnmower, directly severed the old woman's right arm.
Even as her right arm flew off her body, the old woman didn't react at all.
Just as she was about to retaliate with her eyes wide open, filled with rage and bloodshot, Zhang Yun's figure appeared in front of her without her noticing, causing her to be instantly shocked and filled with astonishment.
Isn't Zhang Yun's cultivation only at the ninth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm?
How could it be that strong?
He could instantly kill her, a powerful expert at the early stage of the Heavenly Gang realm?
As a servant of the Sword Manor, the old woman dared to speak to Zhang Yun in that tone for two reasons.
First, Zhang Yun has always been an outsider to the Sword Mansion.
Secondly, her cultivation level far surpasses Zhang Yun's.
But she never expected that Zhang Yun's strength would far exceed her expectations.
That's fine.
This is the Sword Palace.
Even though she had clearly stated that she had a powerful figure from the Sword Mansion backing her up, Zhang Yun still acted decisively and domineeringly, without considering the consequences at all!
However, no matter what the outcome may be for Zhang Yun, the old woman regretted it.
Having lost an arm, how can one not regret it?
But that's not all!
In an instant, Zhang Yun's strong and powerful hand was firmly gripped.
With a sharp crack, the old woman's vocal cords were severely damaged, and she would never be able to recover them in her lifetime.
"Since when have mere servants become so arrogant and disrespectful?"
"Since you have such a foul mouth, then you should stop talking altogether. Consider this me teaching you a lesson on behalf of your master."
Zhang Yun said coldly.
After saying that, he tossed the old woman away as if she were a dead dog.
"What right do you have?"
The old woman tried her best to say those words, but as Zhang Yun said, her vocal cords were completely destroyed, and it was extremely difficult for her to even make a sound.
Her face was contorted with pain and resentment, making her look even more hideous.
At this moment, her feelings were complicated, including regret, anger, and shame, but she dared not make a move against Zhang Yun.
Zhang Yun is too strong and decisive. If one were to act rashly, it would be difficult to say whether one would even survive.
Now, she can only hope that her master will avenge her and help her vent her anger.
"Qianzhi, Xinyan, you two continue your cultivation. I'll be right back."
When Zhang Yun turned to look at the two women, the coldness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a gentle smile.
"But young master..."
Ye Qianzhi suddenly remembered that today was the day the young master was to challenge the prodigies of the Sword Mansion.
This was of paramount importance to Ye Qianzhi.
However, before she could finish speaking, Zhang Yun interrupted her.
"Qianzhi, I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, the person who knows me best is you. There's no one else in this world who understands me better than you. You know I would never do anything I'm not sure of. Stay here and cultivate well. I'll come back to pick you up."
“Xinyan, you too.” Zhang Yun turned to look at Zhuo Xinyan.
"Yes, Master."
To say that Zhuo Xinyan wasn't worried would be a lie, after all, this battle was entirely caused by her. "My body contains countless worlds..."
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