Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 1281 Fighting without warning, fighting even without being told.

"Yes, this is simple."

Zheng Hanyun coughed lightly, pulled Jiang Han along, and flew towards the entrance of the vortex, saying:

"You two wait here. Junior Brother Jiang and I will go and meet with that Wang Yanshi."

Junior Brother Jing knew his senior brother's character and didn't point it out, but simply responded respectfully.

Senior Brother Zheng has always been like this. He hasn't spent enough time with Junior Brother Jiang yet, so he hasn't revealed his true nature.

Just wait a few more days. In less than ten days or half a month, Junior Brother Jiang will definitely discover that Senior Brother Zheng's serious demeanor is all an act.

After the two had walked away, Junior Brother Liang, having held back for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask:

"Senior Brother Jing, are we really just going to watch from here? If a fight really breaks out later, it will be a rare and spectacular battle."

One is a well-established prodigy of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, and the other is a junior brother who has only recently risen to fame.

These two individuals were already highly controversial. If their stories were recorded using a recording stone, they would be treasures worthy of being handed over to the Hall of Skill Transmission and could be exchanged for considerable military merits.

"Don't rush, wait a moment."

Junior Brother Jing suppressed his excitement and lowered his voice to say:

“Let’s go over when the fight is about to break out. By then, Junior Brother Jiang won’t be there, and Senior Brother Zheng won’t have to worry about being exposed, so he won’t kick us out.”

"..."

Jiang Han and his companion landed near the entrance and immediately saw two figures sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed below.

As if sensing the movement, the two opened their eyes and looked at them. After glancing at Zheng Hanyun, they turned their gaze to Jiang Han.

Seated in front was a handsome young man dressed in a purple-gold brocade robe. He stared at Jiang Han for a while, then asked with some doubt:

"You're Jiang Han? The monster who killed Ye Wusheng?"

His voice was filled with deep doubt, as if he was questioning whether the person in front of him could really kill Ye Wuxin.

Before Jiang Han could answer, Zheng Hanyun spoke first:

"That's right, he is Junior Brother Jiang Han. Wang Yanshi, you are incredibly audacious to steal the inheritance of my Sword Sect. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving unscathed."

Wang Yanshi chuckled and said, "Zheng Hanyun, look at how badly you're injured, don't talk to me in such an annoying tone."

He looked at Jiang Han and said, "I was asking him, not you."

Zheng Hanyun narrowed his eyes, but then smiled and said nothing more, as if he had thought of something.

He is now Jiang Han's senior brother. How dare Wang Yanshi humiliate him like this? Isn't he courting death?

My junior brother will definitely hit harder next time.

As expected, Jiang Han's expression turned colder, and he replied:

"I killed Ye Wusheng. You've come here today to avenge him?"

Upon hearing this, two glints of light flashed in Wang Yanshi's eyes, then dimmed again. He shook his head and stood up.

“I am not familiar with him, so I would never have the idea of ​​avenging him.”

"It's just a bit of a pity. I don't think you have anything special about you. Since Ye Wusheng was able to die at your hands, it's clear that his reputation as the number one assassin under his personal tutelage is somewhat undeserved."

As he spoke, he leaped into the air, standing high above, looking down at Jiang Han with a hint of helplessness, and said:

"To be honest, today's matter was my own idea. I thought you were capable of killing Ye Wusheng, so I wanted to challenge you to a duel. However, I didn't expect your strength... to disappoint me somewhat."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Han subconsciously looked at himself.

Since he became famous, this is the first person among his peers to say that he looks ordinary.

He never concealed his aura; occasionally, even the sharp sword intent within him would be revealed. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was ruthless and unrestrained.

Never mind, it doesn't matter. It's still his fault for having too low a cultivation level and too weak aura.

If he had the cultivation of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, and possessed an overwhelming aura of malevolence so dazzling that the world would lose its color and the sun and moon would lose their light, then no one would consider him ordinary.

Of course, there is another way.

Jiang Han stepped forward, walked through the void to a higher position, and looked down at the other party.

If we beat Wang Yanshi into submission and cripple him, showing him what he's capable of, he'll naturally never dare to speak to him like that again.

"If we're going to spar, why hasn't Fellow Daoist Wang made a move yet?"

Wang Yanshi slightly raised his head to look at Jiang Han, letting out a soft chuckle:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang is indeed as arrogant as the rumors say. What right do you, a junior who has just entered the Nascent Soul stage, have to call me fellow Daoist?"

He was so angry he almost laughed. His verbal mockery hadn't angered the other party; instead, it had provoked the kid's retaliation, and the kid had started by going against him.

He slowly raised his hand and waved it behind him, signaling the other person to step back, then sighed somewhat helplessly:

"I was initially thinking of letting you off the hook because I thought you were too weak, but how could you be so ungrateful as to force me to take action in such a rude way?"

As he spoke, he loosely clenched his right fist, his tone tinged with amusement: "If that's the case, then I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a purple sword light pierced through his brow in an instant.

The voice abruptly stopped, and Wang Yanshi smiled in astonishment before his body turned into a phantom and vanished.

The next moment, his body appeared out of thin air in another direction, but before his figure could be fully revealed, he was torn to shreds by a sword light.

This time, the sword light was even faster. After slicing through the afterimage, it suddenly changed direction and accelerated towards a certain point in the void.

With a loud bang, the space trembled and collapsed, revealing Wang Yanshi's true form hiding behind it.

He held up a blood-red oil-paper umbrella, using its surface to forcefully block the sword's attack. However, the immense force from the sword still sent him flying backward. Ripples spread across the umbrella's surface, canceling out the burst of lightning.

A piercing pain shot through Wang Yanshi's palm, and his expression turned extremely grave. He forcefully deflected the flying sword and dodged hundreds of miles away.

This kid truly lives up to his reputation; he attacked without warning, striking without any manners whatsoever.

That Annihilation Divine Lightning was truly formidable, managing to break through his law defenses without him even realizing it and injure his palm.

Wang Yanshi became much more cautious as he dodged. This kid didn't seem like anything special at first glance, but once he made a move, his strength truly surprised him.

Putting everything else aside, the power of this one sword strike alone is far stronger than that of other mid-stage Nascent Soul geniuses.