After Gong Qi left, Jian Mo stared at Zhang Yun and coldly mocked him, his eyes filled with fighting spirit and killing intent.
What he wanted to do was very simple.
As long as Zhang Yun is killed, Zhuo Xinyan will never be able to leave the Sword Mansion.
At that time, with a little trickery, we should be able to keep Zhang Yun's beautiful little maid.
This is a good outcome for both him and Jian Yunfei.
As a Heavenly Gang Realm cultivator, he didn't care too much about Zhang Yun.
Even though Zhang Yun's talent was no less than that of the Sword Mansion's prodigies, his cultivation was only at the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have stepped forward without hesitation.
A wicked smile appeared on Zhang Yun's lips. He then turned to look at Wang Yun and asked, "Shall we begin this life-or-death battle?"
"Now that you're ready, let's begin."
Wang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. He was very curious. Zhang Yun's cultivation was only at the ninth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm. Where did he get the courage to accept Jian Mo's challenge?
It should be noted that although Jian Mo is at the early stage of the Heavenly Gang Realm, he is still a genuine Heavenly Gang Realm expert, which is vastly different from the Heavenly Origin Realm.
"Fine, Zhang Yun, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."
As soon as Jian Mo finished speaking, he waved his hand, and his spiritual power suddenly surged out. Then, a fiery red sword suddenly appeared in the void.
As soon as the fiery red sword was drawn, a surge of intense heat filled the air. In an instant, a blazing flame tinged the air with crimson, and the surrounding air seemed to evaporate from the heat, distorting slightly.
The fiery red sword is a physical entity, namely, the Heavenly Gang of Sword Desert.
The Heavenly Gang is one with its master, and can be controlled at will, just like a part of the body.
This is precisely the symbol of a Heavenly Realm expert.
Almost all the disciples of the Sword Mansion are sword cultivators, and the Heavenly Gang naturally focus on the sword.
At this moment, Jian Mo took a step forward, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery as he looked at Zhang Yun, completely disregarding him.
Although Zhang Yun's arrogance was somewhat unpleasant, at this moment, many disciples of the Sword Mansion also showed some sympathy for him.
They could tell that since this battle was a life-or-death struggle initiated by Jian Mo, he would definitely not hold back.
Zhang Yun just smiled, and then slowly took a step forward.
With just one step, many disciples of the Sword Mansion clearly felt the ground shake, though they were unsure whether it was an illusion.
All they saw was a powerful storm of sword energy rapidly brewing, accompanied by a terrifying killing intent that quickly spread outwards.
Jian Mo, who was directly hit by Zhang Yun's move, felt it most intensely and profoundly.
In that instant, he felt a strong sense of threat and crisis, as if countless sharp sword energies were about to pierce through his body and rush into his body, shaking his celestial energy.
"How is that possible?"
Jian Mo was startled, and the relaxed expression on his face instantly froze.
Clearly, Zhang Yun's strength far surpasses Jian Mo's.
However, the fact that someone at the ninth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm could shake his Heavenly Gang Realm level posed a threat to him.
How is that possible?
Therefore, Jian Mo finally began to take it seriously.
"boom!"
With a crisp sound, Jian Mo's power erupted completely. Like the fiery red sword, Jian Mo was now bathed in blazing, fervent flames, just like a fire god king.
The fiery red sword trembled, shining even more brilliantly in the sunlight, its sharpness unmatched, and it instantly stabbed towards Zhang Yun.
In an instant, Zhang Yun, unaffected by the violent aura emanating from Jian Mo, steadily took his second step forward.
This single step caused Jian Mo to grunt, and then he felt a sweet taste in his mouth, followed by a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his lips.
If Jian Mo was merely surprised before, he was now utterly shocked.
Zhang Yun only took two steps, seemingly without even making a move, before he couldn't help but vomit blood.
What kind of concept is this?
Jian Mo didn't dare to think about it at all.
Now all he could think about was going all out to kill Zhang Yun as quickly as possible!
However, Zhang Yun did not give him that opportunity.
The moment the third step landed, Jian Mo's proud Heavenly Gang, that fiery red sword, exploded like a bomb, sending countless fragments flying everywhere and scattering across the ground!
Jian Mo's face turned deathly pale instantly.
He stared at Zhang Yun in shock and panic, his face blank. A few seconds later, bright red blood began to flow from his nose, mouth, ears, and even eyes, freezing the expressions of everyone in the Sword Mansion present, their faces filled with horror.
Jian Mo was bleeding from all seven orifices?
As cultivators, they knew perfectly well what it meant to bleed from all seven orifices.
That means Jian Mo is destined to die, and there is no hope of recovery!