Long Fei Ye didn't make a move, but He Yilian was determined to win. He walked over step by step, and when he was five steps away, he used the last of his strength. His footsteps were like illusions, and in an instant, he was in front of Long Fei Ye. He kicked fiercely at Long Fei Ye's heart. Almost at the same time, a sharp blade jumped out diagonally, pointing directly at Long Fei Ye's heart.
Who knew that Long Fei Ye's movements were even faster than his!
Other than the three Venerables and the old Kenzō, probably no one else present saw the process of Long Fei Ye's movements. Everyone only saw the result.
The result was that Long Fei Ye grabbed He Yilian's heel, and the blade was almost at Long Fei Ye's heart, almost piercing through.
This scene only lasted for a moment.
Long Fei Ye pulled fiercely, and He Yilian's entire body fell to the ground, lying on his back. He wanted to kick with his other leg, but Long Fei Ye stomped down fiercely, directly crippling He Yilian's leg.
Then, he pulled He Yilian's leg, which was hiding the blade, and fiercely pressed it in front of He Yilian. The ligaments of martial artists were all good, but He Yilian's thigh was still in unbearable pain. He was already on his last breath, and seeing the blade near his foot, he opened his eyes wide in fear. Long Fei Ye held his ankle tightly, pointing the blade at his eyes.
Long Fei Ye squatted beside him, and lowered his voice, "Speak, who told you to deliberately delay?"
"You … you faked it?" He Yilian's voice was very weak, but there was a stubbornness that couldn't be ignored.
Long Fei Ye coldly snorted, "It seems that you were tricked. Dying here … it's a waste of your good martial arts. "
He Yilian couldn't believe his ears. Long Fei Ye's abnormality just now was actually faked. He suddenly felt like a joke. He was deceived, not only by his lord, but also by Long Fei Ye. His hopes were dashed. Only then did he begin to realize that both of his hands were crippled. He didn't even have a complete corpse after he died.
How pathetic! He couldn't accept it!
"Cang Qiuzi will die without a doubt. You could have inherited the position of Lockheart Courtyard's head." Long Fei Ye's lips curled into a sneer as he said in a low voice, "Tell This Prince, who allowed you to participate in the battle, and who allowed you to deliberately delay."
These words finally evoked He Yilian's hatred. "Long Fei Ye, come here. I'll tell you."
Long Fei Ye leaned closer and saw He Yi Lian open his mouth and say six words. His voice was too soft and he didn't know if Long Fei Ye heard it clearly.
Long Fei Ye was just about to get up when He Yi Lian used the last of his strength to suddenly straighten his body, meeting the blade of the wind blade at the tip of his feet.
The sharp blade entered his throat and He Yi Lian finally took his last breath.
Long Fei Ye didn't even look at him as he stood up.
He Yilian was dead, and Long Fei Ye had won.
Everyone stared blankly at the silent battle stage, feeling like everything that had just happened was a dream. It was thrilling to the core, strange, and unpredictable. No one could tell what was real and what was fake.
Finally, the results of the battle were clear. He Yilian was dead. He was really dead. There would be no more surprises.
Long Fei Ye's proud figure was still standing straight. Aside from his pale face, he didn't look as wretched as before. He stood high on the battle stage and looked down at the crowd. Finally, his cold gaze rested on the Lockheart Courtyard disciples before he pointed his Profound Frost Sword at them.
"Who else wants to go up? This Prince will!" he said.
The Lockheart Courtyard disciples all bowed their heads, not daring to make a sound. Cang Qiuying hugged her father tightly, not daring to cry out loud.
None of the others dared to move either.
Almost everyone believed that Long Fei Ye had pretended to kneel on the ground in order to draw He Yilian closer so that he could seize the opportunity to end the battle quickly.
Finally, everyone stopped doubting him and began to seriously ponder over this man's abilities.
At this moment, Long Fei Ye held his sword with one hand behind his back and asked loudly, "Who else wants to fight?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Profound Frost Sword shone brightly, intimidating everyone present!
What else was there to ponder? What else was there to hesitate about? Long Fei Ye's sword qi was really above the eighth grade of Nirvana Realm! It was much stronger than Elder Kenzō.
Many people present were filled with admiration and reverence. The Lockheart Courtyard disciples didn't dare to have any thoughts of rebellion. They only hoped that Long Fei Ye and Elder Kenzō would let them off easily.
Only Elder Kenzō and Han Yunxi stared fixedly at Long Fei Ye, extremely nervous!
Elder Kenzō was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He knew that Long Fei Ye was actually forcing himself!
He originally thought that Long Fei Ye would fall after killing He Yilian. He never expected that Long Fei Ye would still be able to stand upright and provoke Lockheart Courtyard with every word. He was still like a king, looking down on the disciples of Heaven Mountain.
His last sword was not only to intimidate everyone present, but also to intimidate the Evil Sword Sect. However, he had to pay a huge price for this sword. The Lustbite power in his body had already gone against the flow!
No one answered the question in the silence.
Before the Honored Elders announced the end of the ranking matches, the sword sect master's mind was already stretched taut. He didn't dare to relax, not because he was afraid of accidents, but because there had been too many. Long Feiye couldn't afford any more surprises.
Right now, a single fourth rank expert was enough to destroy Long Fei Ye.
At this moment, Second Elder walked out from his seat.
This …
Elder Kenzō's heart was hanging in mid-air. Han Yunxi held her breath, her entire body trembling.
"No …" She couldn't believe it!
Second Elder walked step by step towards the stage from the spectator stands. Long Feiye didn't move a muscle, his face expressionless, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves. He was clearer than anyone else about his current situation.
Suddenly, Second Elder stopped and clasped his hands towards Long Fei Ye. "The student has surpassed the master. Feiye, you are the pride of both the honored master and Celestial Mountain. Martial uncle … accepts you! "
This …
Is he admitting defeat? Is he here to express his sincerity?
Seeing this, Third Elder hurried over as well and clasped his hands towards Long Fei Ye. "Feiye, Third Martial Uncle accepts you as well! You've broken through to the eighth level of Nirvana Heart Arts at such a young age. Your future is limitless! "
Now that these two fence-sitters had confirmed their positions, who else would step up to the stage?
Elder Kenzō's heart finally recovered from its suspense. Han Yunxi exhaled deeply as well. She wanted nothing more than to rush over and hug Long Fei Ye, but she had to endure. She could only hope that Long Fei Ye would hurry back to the peak to treat his wounds.
Granny You stood up. "Honored Elders, since no one else wants to fight, why don't we …"
The three Honored Elders looked at Long Fei Ye with admiration in their eyes. Of course they could tell that Long Fei Ye was stubbornly holding on.
Soon enough, one of the Honored Elders stood up and announced that Long Fei Ye had taken first place in the ranking battles, while Cang Qiuzi was second.
Rather than calling this a ranking battle, it was more like a competition for supremacy.
Long Fei Ye turned around and clasped his hands towards the three Honored Elders before flying to the peak.
He saw Elder Kenzō and Han Yunxi waiting on the spectator stones, but he didn't seek them out. Instead, he went straight to Jiuxong Hall.
Kenzō and Han Yunxi immediately chased after him. By the time they reached Jiuxong Hall, they saw Long Fei Ye kneeling before the gates, coughing up blood.
"Long Fei Ye!"
Han Yunxi's heart nearly stopped beating. She rushed to Long Fei Ye's side and saw that Long Fei Ye's face was shockingly pale. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with a coldness that felt foreign to her.
"Don't worry, I'm fine …"
Despite his condition, he still tried to comfort Han Yunxi. "I'm fine. Be good, I'm just …"
Before he could finish speaking, he spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Before he could even react, the blood he spat out had already turned black.
This black color was not true black, but a dark red color due to the blood stasis. It was so red that it was almost black.
Han Yunxi scrambled to take out all of the life-saving pills from her medical pouch and fed them to Long Fei Ye. But it was no use!
She finally managed to feed him, but he immediately spat it out. It gushed out of his mouth along with his blood.
"Long Feiye, don't scare me, alright? Long Fei Ye! "
"Tell me what to do! How can I help you? Long Fei Ye … "
"Long Fei Ye, you can't leave me behind … you can't!"
Han Yunxi had never realised that she was so useless. She couldn't help at all. She didn't know a thing.
No matter how she asked, Long Fei Ye didn't answer her. Even though he was still conscious, he didn't even have the energy to answer her.
When he was killing He Yi Lian, his Nirvana Power had started to flow in reverse. He had clenched his teeth and struck out with his last sword.
He knew that without that sword, he wouldn't be able to intimidate Second Clan Elder and Third Clan Elder. He definitely wouldn't be able to intimidate the Evil Sword Sect. Only with that sword would everyone believe that he was pretending to be weak.
Blood continued to flow out of his mouth, as though it would never stop.
Han Yunxi had already broken down. She grabbed onto Kenzō elder's sleeves tightly. "Save him! I beg you, you must save him! "
Kenzō elder was also on the verge of breaking down. His heart was in indescribable pain. He knew that the peace of Heaven Mountain was preserved, but his beloved disciple's life might not be preserved.
He muttered to himself. "As long as it's a fourth grade inner force, it will be able to protect him."
"You have to save him! You're the Sect Leader of Heaven Mountain, you must have a way! "Han Yunxi screamed crazily.
Who could she ask for help from? Who could Long Fei Ye ask for help from?
Long Fei Ye had to risk his life to protect Heaven Mountain's peace and intimidate the Evil Sword Sect. However, there were so many fourth grade experts in Heaven Mountain. She couldn't ask for help! The only person she could ask for help from was Kenzō elder. The only person who knew about this was Kenzō elder.
Once the wolves, tigers and leopards outside knew that Long Fei Ye was seriously injured, would they still let them live?
Han Yunxi knew that Kenzō elder had lost all his inner force. However, she still tugged on Kenzō elder's sleeves and begged. "I beg you, as long as you can help him!"
"Master, I beg you to think of a way. Long Fei Ye can't die! He can't die …. "
Han Yunxi's cries broke Kenzō elder's heart. He threw caution to the wind and ordered. "Men, bring Long Fei Ye to Jiuchong Palace. Whoever dares to spread this news will be killed without mercy!"
He was about to leave when Han Yunxi grabbed onto him. "Where are you going?"
"To find the Revered Sir. Only the Revered Sir can save him now."
The Revered Sir had never interfered in worldly affairs. Even if Heaven Mountain was in a life and death situation, the Revered Sir would not interfere. They only studied sword techniques.
It was already an exception to invite the three of them to oversee the ranking tournament. Whether the Revered Sir was willing to save him, Kenzō elder was not sure. However, he had to try!
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