Chapter 790: Tiance Sword Mansion

"Heh, if I don't strike to make you feel pain, I'm afraid you won't submit to my Tiance Sword Mansion." Duan Ziqi gave a chuckle, his voice thick and resonant, pouring into everyone's ears like a great bell: "My Tiance Sword Mansion is taking over the Martial Ancestors; if anyone is unconvinced, feel free to step out, and we shall accompany you."

Duan Ziqi is already a Half-step Dharma Cultivator, only one step away from the cultivation of the Primordial Qi Realm; his strength is absolutely not something an ordinary Martial Artist can compare to.

At his roar, no one present remained unmoved. Those with high cultivation were fine, merely feeling their eardrums buzzing, but the Martial Alliance members with lower cultivation all stumbled backward, and some newly initiated disciples even turned pale, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

"Duan Ziqi, are you here to wreck the place today?" Zhang Xiaojiu said in a rage: "With me here, I will not allow you to act recklessly."

Zhang Xiaojiu was already incensed; he took a step forward, his True Qi released, and as a fellow Half-step Dharma Cultivator, his strength was also truly astonishing.

"I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a few years, you would actually be a Half-step Dharma Cultivator too?" Duan Ziqi glanced at Zhang Xiaojiu with surprise, then sneered: "You have only just entered the realm; if you want to play, I will play with you, but if you are severely injured and cannot be cured, don't say I didn't give the Heaven War Pavilion face."

"I am responsible for the Martial Alliance's re-election. Since I am here, I will not allow you to act recklessly. If you want to fight, I, Zhang Xiaojiu, will accompany you," Zhang Xiaojiu said grimly.

"Good, heh, has the Northern Martial Alliance fallen to the point of relying on an outsider like Zhang Xiaojiu to back them up?" Duan Ziqi's face was full of mockery.

Everyone was extremely furious; although there was fierce infighting within the Martial Alliance, this was, after all, a matter for the Martial Alliance.

Moreover, the northern and southern Jianghu are inherently at odds. Because the Tiance Sword Mansion is responsible for guarding the Tianxin Pavilion, and they represent the Jiangnan martial arts Sacred Land group, and the spots for the Tianxin Pavilion are limited, the conflict between the two sides has never ceased.

If the Martial Alliance group from the Three Provinces and six cities is truly suppressed by the Jiangnan martial arts group, then the Martial Alliance will never have a chance to get ahead in the future.

"Brother Zhang, I appreciate your good intentions, but you are not a member of the Northern Martial Alliance. This matter should still be resolved by us members of the Martial Alliance." Several Martial Ancestors stood up in unison, glaring at Duan Ziqi.

"Just based on you lot?" Duan Ziqi sneered and said arrogantly: "If Zhang Xiaojiu steps out, he can still fight with me, but you lot cannot. Do you really think that a difference in realm can be overcome by numbers?"

Duan Ziqi let out a violent shout; he suddenly rose, hovering three feet in the air, and with a grab of his right hand, a short sword appeared in his hand.

He pointed this sword into the void, and endless pressure bore down on those several Martial Ancestors. A Half-step Dharma Cultivator can already vaguely communicate with heaven and earth, using the power of heaven and earth to suppress; the gap here is truly not something that can be overcome by numbers.

"Today, the position of Martial Alliance Leader, my Tiance Sword Mansion is determined to take. If you are not convinced, come up and try the Qingming Sword in my hand," Duan Ziqi shouted violently.

At this moment, Duan Ziqi stood hovering three feet in the void, the Qingming Sword in his hand emitting waves of Sword Intent that rippled in all directions; his fighting spirit was intense, like a War God.

The Qingming Sword in Duan Ziqi's hand has been famous for decades and is a Mid-grade Dharma Artifact. Once this sword is unsheathed, coupled with his strength as a Half-step Dharma Cultivator, even if several more Martial Ancestors came, they would be unable to do anything to him.

Everyone could not help but take a step back involuntarily. They looked in horror at Duan Ziqi standing in mid-air; this awe-inspiring Heaven and Earth Might was truly not something an ordinary person could deal with.

"The affairs of the Northern Martial Alliance are not for an outsider to interfere in." Just at this moment, a voice sounded at the main entrance. This voice came from outside the Longwu Villa; the person had not arrived, yet the person had already arrived.

"Master is here." Zhang Xiaojiu was overjoyed.

With a flash of a figure, Chen Yu had already arrived at the scene. He stared at the hovering Duan Ziqi and said indifferently: "The Tiance Sword Mansion is the guardian sect of the Tianxin Pavilion, but the Jianghu has the rules of the Jianghu. Since you are from the Jiangnan martial arts side, what are you doing coming to our Martial Alliance?"

"Kid, who are you?" Duan Ziqi felt a chill in his heart. The movement technique Chen Yu used to appear was very strange, and he looked like a tough nut to crack, so he immediately became cautious.

"I am the Martial Alliance Leader, Chen Yu," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Heh, you are Chen Yu? The assembly hasn't started yet, so you aren't the leader. Besides, even if you were elected today, with people from my Tiance Sword Mansion here, if you are a dragon you must coil, and if you are a tiger you must lie down."

An old man behind Duan Ziqi stepped forward and sneered.

"Sorry, I already am," Chen Yu sneered, and a surge of Divine Sense condensed, rushing toward that old man with a hum.

The old man's figure stiffened as if struck by a heavy blow; he spat out a mouthful of blood and then flew more than ten meters away.

A single strand of Chen Yu's Divine Sense left him both mentally and physically wounded.

"I call the shots in the Martial Alliance now. Want to come to the Martial Alliance to find trouble? Did you ask me first?" Chen Yu sneered. He took a step, his figure flashed, and he had already risen into the air.

Before Duan Ziqi could react in any way, an afterimage circled around Duan Ziqi, and a burst of Sword Intent shot into the sky.

Chen Yu's figure flashed and he returned to the scene. He rose into the air, drew his sword, and all his movements were completed in one go. Moreover, his movements were extremely fast, so fast that it made people feel as if he hadn't moved at all on the spot.

Yet, Duan Ziqi, who had been hovering three feet in the void and feeling smug just a moment ago, had his expression change drastically.

The protective True Qi around his body collapsed in this instant, and the Qingming Sword he was pointing into the air snapped into several pieces with a crack.

Immediately following this, a mist of blood exploded from his body in mid-air, and he spat out a spray of blood from his mouth, falling to the ground.

"Elder..." The people accompanying the Tiance Sword Mansion were shocked and hurriedly helped Duan Ziqi up.

Duan Ziqi, who had just been hovering in the air, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to awe the heroes with incomparable divine might, was now inexplicably fallen on the ground, being helped by a group of disciples, half-kneeling on the ground.

"My Qingming, you dare to destroy my Qingming Sword?" Duan Ziqi's eyes were about to split; he screamed crazily, almost wanting to risk his life against Chen Yu.

In his view, his sword was more important than his life; with the sword destroyed, his faith was gone.

But as he became agitated, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and blood gushed like a spring from several wounds on his body.

His Qingming Sword is powerful, but in front of Chen Yu's Lichen, it is like a toy. This old man is used to being arrogant; Chen Yu beat him into such a sorry state, yet he still hasn't recognized the reality?

Chen Yu gestured with his right hand and grabbed into the void; several leaves suddenly hovered at his forehead, carrying a hint of killing intent: "The affairs of the Martial Alliance do not require your Tiance Sword Mansion to interfere. Take your people and get back to Jinling in Jiangnan, otherwise, I will not be polite to you."

"You dare to be disrespectful to our Elder? You..." An old man of Duan Ziqi's was furious; he stood up abruptly, about to attack.