This Jian Yun, whether in realm, strength, or weapon, completely outclassed Wang Haoran.
And this was just a casual swing; if Jian Yun had truly exerted his full power,
Wang Haoran would probably have disappeared from this world.
Seeing this, the surrounding Divine Sword Mountain disciples all stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
The sound of the battle also attracted many elder protectors from Divine Sword Mountain.
When they saw the scene before them, they were equally stunned, clearly shocked.
Jiang Mengyuan’s eyes showed astonishment as she looked at Jian Yun, clearly not expecting this cold person to be so powerful.
She knew Wang Haoran’s strength; among the young generation of Divine Sword Mountain, he ranked in the top ten,
and was one of the few super strong ones who reached the Life and Death Realm.
Such strength would be enough to boast in the entire Ancient Realm among the young generation.
But today, being easily defeated by two young men in succession was truly shocking.
"Your strength is insignificant in my eyes; I have no relationship with this woman, and if you dare show disrespect to my master again, you’ll be killed without mercy!"
Jian Yun glared coldly at Wang Haoran on the ground, voice sharp and frigid.
The last three words, "killed without mercy," carried supreme killing intent, making Wang Haoran’s body tremble as blood oozed from his mouth.
Wang Haoran struggled up from the ground, his eyes full of ferocity, staring intently at Jian Yun with a desire to skin and dismember him.
The disciples and elder protectors present at Divine Sword Mountain heard Jian Yun not only defeated the top young genius Wang Haoran but also uttered such wild words.
They were all shocked, eyes filled with incredulity as they looked at this man, wondering who he was.
To speak so boldly, many realized this young man might be in for a tragedy.
After all, Wang Haoran is the son of the Sixth Sword Master of Divine Sword Mountain.
And the Sixth Sword Master is very protective; his son being injured could not go unnoticed.
"Just you wait!"
Wang Haoran rasped, glaring at Jian Yun, crushing a Jade Slip in his hand.
This was indeed a Message Jade Slip, clearly notifying his father, the Sixth Sword Master of Divine Sword Mountain.
The entire Divine Sword Mountain is divided among the Ten Great Sword Masters, ranked from one to ten, representing their power.
"Not good, he’s contacting his father!"
At this moment, Jiang Mengyuan exclaimed, seeing Wang Haoran crush the Message Jade Slip.
"Is his father very powerful?"
Xiao Yifeng said calmly.
"Hmph, my father is the Sixth Sword Master among the Ten Great Sword Masters of Divine Sword Mountain, an Eighth Level Mastery Realm super strong one. If you dare harm me, I will make sure you die!"
Wang Haoran glared at Xiao Yifeng and Jian Yun with icy anger in his eyes.
Boom!
At this moment, from one of the mountain peaks of Divine Sword Mountain, a terrifying aura erupted.
The fierce pressure enveloped the entire Divine Sword Mountain; a streak of light shot over like a sword, appearing instantly before Xiao Yifeng and the others.
The streak of light was a middle-aged man, exuding a terrifying aura.
He was Wang Haoran’s father, Wang Cheng, the Sixth Sword Master of Divine Sword Mountain, his strength reaching the Eighth Level Mastery Realm.
"Haoran, who injured you?"
Seeing Wang Haoran injured, Wang Cheng’s face darkened, eyes filled with intense anger, bursting with a towering killing intent.
Everyone present felt suffocated as if this terrifying killing intent would destroy them.
"It was those two, father, please make justice for me, kill them both!"
Wang Haoran pointed angrily at Xiao Yifeng and Jian Yun.
Swish!
Wang Cheng’s gaze shot icy sharpness at Xiao Yifeng and Jian Yun, emitting a terrifying pressure pressing toward the two.
Xiao Yifeng and Jian Yun both frowned; even though Luo Qianyu was not the main target of Wang Cheng’s pressure,
he was greatly affected, his face turning pale and his expression extremely unsightly.
"Sword Master Wang Cheng, this is not related to them!"
Jiang Mengyuan quickly spoke, looking at Wang Cheng.
"Hurting my son, regardless of the reason, they must die!"
Wang Cheng stated coldly, eyes flashing with icy coldness.
"Wang Cheng, after all these years of cultivation, your temper hasn’t changed at all!"
At this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded.
A figure stepped forward, appearing about fifty years old, hair graying at the temples, hair long and flowing, dressed in a white robe.
One hand in front, one behind, looking elegant and extraordinary.
"Father!"
Seeing this figure, Jiang Mengyuan’s face lit up with joy, promptly calling out.
The person was indeed Jiang Mengyuan’s father, Jiang Fangtian, the Fifth Sword Master of Divine Sword Mountain.
"Jiang Fangtian, what do you mean? Do you intend to save these two brats?"
Wang Cheng asked coldly, looking at Jiang Fangtian.
"I saw everything earlier; it was your son who attacked them first, so they retaliated. The fault was not on them!"
Jiang Fangtian replied calmly.
"So what? They hurt my son; they deserve to die!"
Wang Cheng stated icily.
"You are quite protective, aren’t you? But they are candidates for this time’s selection of The Ten Great Divine Swords Inheritors; you cannot harm them!"
Jiang Fangtian said solemnly.
"Just two candidates, yet to receive the recognition of the Divine Sword, killing them won’t matter. Today, these two must die; you’d better not interfere, or don’t blame me for being rude!"
Wang Cheng stated coldly, with a sullen look.
"Sorry, I believe both of them have the potential to become Divine Sword Inheritors, so I cannot let you harm them!"
Jiang Fangtian replied calmly.
"You..."
Wang Cheng’s face darkened, gaze fixated on Jiang Fangtian, his expression extremely unpleasant.
"Wang Cheng, you should know the gap between you and me; you are still not my opponent. Take your son for treatment!"
Jiang Fangtian said directly.
"Hmph, Jiang Fangtian, just you wait!"
Wang Cheng snorted coldly, his face dark, then glanced at Xiao Yifeng and Jian Yun:
"Hope you are lucky enough to become Divine Sword Inheritors, or else you’ll have only one path leading to death!"
With that, Wang Cheng left with his son Wang Haoran.
"Father, you were watching us all along; why didn’t you come forward earlier? You had me worried!"
Jiang Mengyuan said as she walked to her father’s side.