Chapter 1789 Stop Arguing, Come at Me Together

Duan Qinghong's pupils contracted slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Zhong Hanlin, what did you just say?"

With their strength, they naturally disdained to team up with others.

Only a prodigy like Bai Liqingyan could make them lower their stance and actively seek to form a team.

So, Duan Qinghong did not know about Zhong Hanlin's encounter.

Zhong Hanlin sneered and recounted what had happened before, and Duan Qinghong's face gradually fell.

"Get lost. This kid is mine!" Duan Qinghong said coldly.

Zhong Hanlin said disdainfully, "You get lost! This kid is mine, and no one is allowed to take him!"

Duan Qinghong said in a deep voice, "What, you want to fight?"

"Fight if you want, am I afraid of you?"

The pressure of their Divine Lord Ninth Heaven auras was released, startling everyone.

Their momentum clashed fiercely in the air, neither able to overpower the other, evenly matched.

These two simply didn't take Ye Yuan seriously, as if he would obediently submit the moment they made a move.

The disciples of the Demon Elephant lineage were dumbfounded. What were they trying to do?

Before dealing with Ye Yuan, these two were about to fight each other. Weren't they afraid Ye Yuan would run away?

But after hearing Zhong Hanlin's words, they also found it unbelievable.

A goddess like Bai Liqingyan had actually fought fiercely over Ye Yuan—this was simply inconceivable.

"Stop arguing. Both of you, come at me together." Just as the two were entangled, Ye Yuan said calmly.

The two turned their heads simultaneously and looked at Ye Yuan with murderous eyes.

"Kid, you really are asking for death, you know that?" Zhong Hanlin said with a dark face.

Ye Yuan said indifferently, "You so-called geniuses really have a high opinion of yourselves. I wonder where you get the confidence to think you can easily take me down."

Duan Qinghong sneered and said, "You'll soon know where our confidence comes from. Kid, I've changed my mind. I'll first make you mute, then settle accounts with Zhong Hanlin."

Swoosh!

Duan Qinghong lived up to his name; his movement was as light and graceful as a startled swan, arriving before Ye Yuan in the blink of an eye.

A folding fan drove terrifying law force, sweeping toward Ye Yuan's neck.

Zhong Hanlin was startled, not expecting this guy to beat him to it.

However, he just snorted coldly and did not make a move.

Someone like him disdained to bully the weak with numbers.

Ye Yuan's strength was not enough to make him and Duan Qinghong join forces.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he exclaimed, "Law fusion! This... how is this possible?"

Not only him, but everyone looked at Ye Yuan in shock, their faces full of disbelief.

Duan Qinghong was fast, but Ye Yuan was even faster!

Ye Yuan's sword shot out like a rainbow, and with an extremely fierce strike, he forced Duan Qinghong into a fluster.

The two fought together, and Duan Qinghong was almost instantly suppressed by Ye Yuan.

How could Duan Qinghong have expected that Ye Yuan not only understood space law but also fused space law with sword law?

Each sword light was like a scythe of death, making his heart pound with fear.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help!"

Overwhelmed by pressure, Duan Qinghong found Zhong Hanlin still in a daze and couldn't help shouting.

At this moment, what need was there for the dignity of an expert?

As long as they could take down Ye Yuan, what did it matter if it was two against one?

Zhong Hanlin snapped out of his reverie, thrust his spear forward, and charged at Ye Yuan.

Their strength was indeed extraordinary; fighting two against one, they barely managed to block Ye Yuan's powerful sword.

The Zhao brothers exchanged glances, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Only then did he realize how foolish the three brothers had been.

Ye Yuan's strength was simply beyond their imagination.

Back then, when Han Yong said he would protect Ye Yuan, they had foolishly gone to threaten him—no wonder the third brother had his limbs crippled.

Now it seemed that it had all been a joke.

Ye Yuan did not leave not because he had Han Yong and Yang Fan as his backing, but because he had never taken the Zhao brothers seriously.

Duan Qinghong and Zhong Hanlin were both at the mid-stage of the Divine Lord's Ninth Heaven, and their comprehension of laws was exceptionally powerful.

Moreover, the weapons in their hands were both Heavenly Divine Mystic Treasures, whose power amplification was far beyond that of Divine Lord Mystic Treasures.

Now, with two against one, they could barely manage a draw against Ye Yuan, who wielded a Divine Lord Mystic Treasure.

Ye Yuan's strength was truly terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, the three had exchanged over a thousand moves, and Duan Qinghong and Zhong Hanlin gained no advantage.

Chi!

Suddenly, Ye Yuan spotted an opening and thrust his sword out with uncanny precision.

Duan Qinghong was greatly startled and had no time to dodge.

Yet his movement technique was indeed extraordinary, allowing him to barely avoid a fatal blow.

Ye Yuan's sword left a gash on his arm.

"Ah!"

Duan Qinghong let out a miserable cry and fell to the side.

However, what no one expected was that he suddenly moved, darting swiftly into the distance.

This guy... had actually taken to his heels and run away!

Zhong Hanlin's expression changed drastically at the sight.

Facing Ye Yuan alone, he felt immense pressure.

"Duan Qinghong, you coward! May you die a miserable death!" Zhong Hanlin roared.

But Duan Qinghong could no longer hear him now.

With one opponent down, Ye Yuan's sword technique grew even sharper; Zhong Hanlin could only parry, unable to counterattack.

Ye Yuan fused the Lingyin Sword into his sword moves. Though the techniques lacked explosive power, they were elusive and unpredictable in battle.

Soon, Ye Yuan spotted an opening in Zhong Hanlin's defense. His long sword shot out like a viper, aiming straight for Zhong Hanlin's throat.

With this strike, Zhong Hanlin would surely die.

Ye Yuan felt not a shred of pity for Zhong Hanlin.

Zhong Hanlin had already shown intent to kill him earlier; even if they entered the sect, he would never let Ye Yuan go.

Thus, Ye Yuan's original intention was to kill.

The onlookers, stirred by this sword strike, let out gasps of surprise.

Just then, an unexpected change occurred.

A terrifying aura burst forth between the two, without any warning.

Even Ye Yuan was caught off guard.

But his reaction was swift. He activated the Law of Space to its utmost, narrowly dodging the attack.

However, the aura was too powerful, and the ambush too sudden; Ye Yuan ultimately failed to evade completely.

Pfft!

Ye Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, crashing heavily to the ground, severely injured.

A young man in blue robes stepped out from the void, casting a contemptuous gaze at Ye Yuan.

Seeing the blue-robed youth, Zhong Hanlin was overjoyed.

Senior Brother Qianye!

Qianye nodded slowly, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Yuan. Coldly, he said, "You've got some nerve, daring to kill a disciple of my Flying Flower Sect? You do have some skill, but... before a Divine Realm cultivator, no matter how high your comprehension of laws, it's all empty talk!"

Ye Yuan glared at the blue-robed youth, stubbornly rising to his feet.

Even though standing was now difficult for him.