Chapter 273: Master Comes Down the Mountain!

Sword Demon also said: "Phantom Sword Meteor? Then let me ask, how many in your Xuan Yuan Sword Sect can achieve five swords flying together?"

Ling Qingwu and several Xuan Yuan disciples glared, suddenly realizing that, in such a large sect, probably only the sect leader could achieve that.

Even their master, Qingyun Sword Immortal, could only steadily fly three swords together, and when in good condition could manage four.

Feng Yi, can he already achieve five swords flying together?

How is that possible?

Everyone suddenly understood why Sword Demon had Feng Yi demonstrate his cultivation results.

In the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, only the sect leader had cultivated their sword technique to five swords flying together, yet Feng Yi, who is not a sect disciple, has achieved five swords flying together.

What does this indicate?

How can Qingyun Sword Immortal still not understand Sword Demon's intention in doing this?

He gritted his teeth and explained: "Master Uncle, this proves nothing! Feng Yi is acclaimed as the number one sword cultivator of the younger generation; his talent is naturally extraordinary, so achieving five swords flying together so quickly is not difficult."

Sword Demon wore a faint smile, "What if I could achieve seven swords flying together?"

Qingyun Sword Immortal's face darkened sharply.

This is impossible!

His master, the sect leader of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, can currently only achieve five swords flying together. As the sect leader's junior brother, Sword Demon's talent is not significantly greater than the sect leader's; it's impossible for him to exceed the sect leader by two swords.

"If Feng Yi cannot prove anything, then my situation should prove something, right?"

Sword Demon's words shocked everyone.

Does Sword Demon's comprehension of Phantom Sword Meteor far surpass that of the Xuan Yuan Sect leader?

The two were once sworn brothers, their talents evenly matched; if so, this can only mean that Sword Demon has another excellent master teaching him!

That master…

Gazes inadvertently returned to Ye Qingran.

Was it really Ye Qingran who gifted the Phantom Sword Meteor to the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect back then?

Qingyun Sword Immortal naturally wouldn't admit so easily; he rolled his eyes and said, "Master Uncle, it's also possible that your years of secluded practice abroad have borne rich fruit, enabling you to achieve seven swords flying together!"

Sword Demon gave him a sideways glance.

He let out a cold snort.

"Ling Qingyun, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!"

Ling Qingyun wore a false smile.

"In that case, Master, we can only trouble you to come out of retirement!"

Ye Qingran glared at him, "Am I that old?"

Sword Demon shook his head, "No! I'm just showing respect!"

Ye Qingran looked at Qingyun Sword Immortal, knowing that if she didn't act, Ling Qingyun wouldn't give up.

"Forget it, let's just give my good disciple and grand-disciple a lesson!"

Ye Qingran waved her hand, looking rather unwilling.

Controlling little flying swords is mentally taxing.

She's a bit lazy now and doesn't much like using her brain.

Upon hearing Ye Qingran say that, Ling Qingyun knew she would also demonstrate Phantom Sword Meteor.

He curled his lip in a sneer, not optimistic about Ye Qingran.

Feng Yi had just sheathed his sword, and Ye Qingran immediately followed by borrowing a sword.

However, compared to Feng Yi's five swords, Ye Qingran directly borrowed nine!

When nine silver streaks flew out from the crowd, hovering in midair with a humming sound, and refracting a cold gleam in the sunlight, everyone's gazes froze!

Nine swords?!

Ye Qingran wants to control nine swords?!

"Good heavens, I didn't see wrong, did I?"

"Wasn't it said that the Xuan Yuan Sect leader can only control five swords? Ye Qingran is defying heaven!"

"My goodness, I must be seeing things!"

……

Upon seeing the nine swords, Qingyun Sword Immortal was no longer calm. He could only console himself inwardly, thinking Ye Qingran was merely bluffing.

After all, controlling nine swords is as difficult as climbing to heaven; he didn't believe Ye Qingran could do it!

Ye Qingran controlled the nine swords with her will. At that moment, she was expressionless, meticulous, wholly focused, as if she had become a different person, shedding her earlier laziness.

Controlling nine swords consumes mental energy and allows no distraction.

Precisely for that reason, Ye Qingran usually doesn't like to use this little flying sword technique; she prefers simple and brutal methods.

Even so, controlling this many swords is actually not difficult for her. If it weren't for her laziness, she could handle twelve, eighteen, twenty-four, or even more swords.

Shh! One should stay low-key!

Feng Yi's eyes shone with light. Finally, he could see his grandmaster make a move again!

Sword Demon's eyes also gleamed.

Bear in mind, although three years ago he begged to become Ye Qingran's disciple, truthfully he hadn't really seen her act much. Yet without doubt, every time she acts, it's stunning!

Ye Qingran lifted her gaze to Qingyun Sword Immortal, the corner of her mouth curling in a playful arc, "Qingyun Sword Immortal, sorry to offend you!"

Qingyun Sword Immortal gritted his teeth in hatred.

Does he look like a target?

One after another, they're all targeting him?!

As his words fell, the nine swords burst forth with dazzling light, turning into meteors that surged toward Qingyun Sword Immortal to attack him.

That fierce sword qi, that devastating momentum, made their livers and gallbladders tremble!

It seemed that wasn't a sword, but the source of destruction!

To ordinary people, they felt the sword qi's immense and terrifying thickness; to cultivators, they felt an unstoppable despair; to sword cultivators, they felt a gap as vast as a heavenly chasm.

When the nine swords arrived together, the Qingyun Sword Immortal, who had not been particularly worried, narrowed his pupils deeply.

"This, how is that possible?!"

He muttered while unleashing all he had learned to defend, but how could he block Ye Qingran's serious strike?

Boom~

With a tremendous boom, the Qingyun Sword Immortal was no longer his former calm and graceful self. Although he blocked much of the force, the remaining power still flung him away.

Watching the figure flung away in a sorry heap on the ground, everyone remained stunned for a long time.

That person, that's the Qingyun Sword Immortal!

One of the Four Great Sword Immortals of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect!

Just like that, he was flung away by Ye Qingran's single move?

Heavens!

Fu San opened his mouth into an "O" shape.

Knowing that Miss Ye was formidable was one thing; seeing her violently fling the Qingyun Sword Immortal to the ground was quite another.

He suddenly gave his master a strange look, thinking that if the couple ever quarreled, given the master's nature of cherishing his wife as his life, he would surely not retaliate; if Miss Ye turned violent, wouldn't the master be doomed?

Feeling Fu San's ill-intentioned gaze, Fu Hanxiu gave him a sideways glance.

Fu San rubbed his nose, wearing an embarrassed smile.

Pff~

The Qingyun Sword Immortal knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Qingwu's eyes nearly burst as she shouted, 'Dad!'

How is that possible?

Her father is a Sword Zun; how could Ye Qingran possibly injure him?