Seeing the expression on Luo Shan Yang's face, everyone became excited; this was a battle between geniuses.
The young disciple who could be trained by both the Heavenly Mountain Holy Lord and the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable must be someone whose status is even higher than Li Qingfeng and Fuyao; how could he be an ordinary person?
"I just wonder what kind of unique showdown this will be!"
Who do you think will win?
No one knew who would win, because although Luo Shan Yang had said some extremely arrogant things, he did have the right to be arrogant. He was the number one person below the Great Saint, and apart from his master Sword Devil, the Heavenly Mountain Holy Lord and the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, there were only a few Great Saint who could fight him.
However, these Great Saint are all established masters who have been around for a long time, and it is difficult for them to communicate with the Sword Spirit, so they definitely won't take action this time.
Luo Shan Yang's only opponent is Yang Zhen, who is right in front of him.
On the side, within the Yaoguang Holy Land camp, the Grand Elder and others wore expressions of surprise and uncertainty. However, this time, the Yaoguang Holy Son had finally done something that satisfied them, bringing Luo Shan Yang and Yang Zhen together.
"Fellow Daoist, who exactly is Yang Zhen, and why is he so famous?"
A cultivator who had never heard of Yang Zhen asked the person next to him.
Upon hearing this, the Yaoguang Holy Son's expression instantly turned ugly, and he turned around to look behind him.
However, the person speaking seemed oblivious to the Holy Yaoguang Holy Son. Upon hearing the question, he chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but Yang Zhen a despicable person. As for how despicable he is, what do you think of the Yaoguang Holy Land?"
"This..." The cultivator glanced furtively at the Yaoguang Holy Land and said, "Although I'm not familiar with the Yaoguang Holy Land Yaoguang Holy Land, I do know that it's a lineage of the Great Wilderness, so it shouldn't be... cheap, right?"
The cultivator staggered, his eyes widening as he said, "Who asked you if the Yaoguang Holy Land is despicable? Whether they are despicable or not is their business. I'm asking you, what do you think of the Yaoguang Holy Land's strength?"
"Hiss!" the man exclaimed. "A holy land that can be compared with the Heavenly Mountain Holy Land must have unquestionable strength."
The cultivator was clearly satisfied with the answer, chuckled, and said, "That's right. Now let me ask you, if someone, with the cultivation of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, could forcefully injure one of the three Saint Realm experts from the Yaoguang Holy Land, and even steal the Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda, what would that person be?"
"What? This is impossible!" The man exclaimed in shock, "That's the Yaoguang Holy Land! And this is Celestial Phenomenon Realm cultivator facing three Saint Realm experts, and he's even trying to steal the Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda, a supreme treasure of heaven and earth? Fellow Daoist, are you joking?"
"A joke?" The man scoffed, "What's so special about this? I haven't even told you about the Holy Maiden Tianxuan yet. This man is Yang Zhen, who has not only injured Saint Realm experts but has even fought Great Saint. And who do you even know he's offended?"
"Who... who did he offend?" The group of people around him were all horrified, and their gazes toward Yang Zhen became filled with astonishment.
Li Qingfeng, who was standing to the side, didn't even know when he had joined this group of gossipers. His face was also filled with shock, and he looked at Yang Zhen with a blank expression.
So, Yang Zhen really has such a powerful background?
Li Qingfeng swallowed hard, and as he turned around, he almost bumped into Fuyao.
Fuyao's face was full of strange expressions. The two looked at each other and then both turned their gazes to the lazy Yang Zhen.
This time, the two finally understood why everyone on the mountain knew Yang Zhen.
It's no wonder that someone capable of such absurd things becomes famous.
However... the Heavenly Mountain Holy Land is too isolated from information, especially for disciples like Li Qingfeng and Fuyao, who are usually busy cultivating. How could they possibly hear such news?
Just then, the man suddenly whispered, "This Yang Zhen has offended the Great Saint Fengli!"
"What?"
Everyone gasped!
" Great Saint Fengli?" Li Qingfeng swallowed hard and turned to Fuyao, asking, "That Blood Madman who's on par with Zhou Tong?"
Fuyao nodded blankly, her gaze towards Yang Zhen filled with pity.
Li Qingfeng laughed heartily, laughing until he was almost manic!
Yang Zhen is doomed if he offends Great Saint Fengli!
Who is Great Saint Fengli?
That was someone on par with Zhou Tong, someone even the Nine Dragons wouldn't dare to provoke easily.
Although the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable is Saint Venerable, he is still some distance from the Supreme Saint Venerable. Zhou Tong and the Blood Madman are two Supreme Saint Venerables.
Li Qingfeng laughed so heartily that the group of people around him exchanged puzzled glances, wondering what happy thing Li Qingfeng had thought of.
On the other side, Luo Shan Yang, who was still eyeing Yang Zhen with predatory intent, suddenly grinned and said, "Among the younger generation present today, only you, me, and Yaoguang have the potential to compete..."
Yang Zhen reached out and gently pushed Luo Shan Yang aside, saying, "You're blocking my way!"
Everyone: "..."
Everyone, including Luo Shan Yang, stared blankly as Yang Zhen walked past Luo Shan Yang Luo Shan Yang, as if she hadn't seen him or heard Luo Shan Yang words.
Li Qingfeng and Fuyao were both stunned. Yaoguang Holy Son's face flashed with excitement as he muttered to himself, "Here it comes, here it comes. That Shameless Yang Zhen, she really is despicable. Luo Shan Yang is going to be angry now."
What will happen if Luo Shan Yang gets angry?
None of the many young cultivators present were willing to try it easily.
It's terrifying!
As expected, Luo Shan Yang could not bear being ignored like this.
boom--!
A deafening roar resounded, and a tremendous shockwave suddenly erupted from Luo Shan Yang's body, his terrifying third level of power unstoppable, soaring straight into the Nine Heavens.
Amidst the resounding clang of swords, countless Sword-Ray condensed around Luo Shan Yang. With the Willow Heart Sword in hand, Luo Shan Yang seemed to have grasped the entire world.
" Yang Zhen, how dare you ignore me?"
Over the years, no one has ever dared to disregard Luo Shan Yang like this.
Seeing Luo Shan Yang fly into a rage, his aura reaching the heavens and the earth, everyone's face turned pale, and they fell silent, not daring to utter a sound.
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Sorry, I'm here to subdue the Sword Spirit, not to see you. You... aren't good-looking!"
"Wh... what?" Luo Shan Yang staggered, his overwhelming momentum causing him to lose control and nearly fall to the ground.
Not good-looking?
What does this have to do with whether I'm good-looking or not?
Does being good-looking guarantee you'll give someone a second glance?
The problem is, Luo Shan Yang has triangular eyes, a pointed mouth, and thin cheeks; he really isn't good-looking.
"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
roar--!
A deafening roar resounded as Luo Shan Yang charged towards Yang Zhen with his sword. In mid-air, endless Sword-Ray formed, like a storm, engulfing Yang Zhen in the blink of an eye.
"The fourth level! My god! Luo Shan Yang's power has actually broken through to the fourth level! Isn't Yang Zhen doomed?"
A series of exclamations rang out, and just as Luo Shan Yang's sword was about to strike Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen suddenly vanished.
boom--!
A gigantic sword shadow descended from the sky and struck Luo Shan Yang directly in the face.
Luo Shan Yang, completely bewildered, stumbled back over a thousand feet, landed on the ground, scrambled to his feet, touched his swollen face, and looked utterly confused.
"Why are you so stubborn? I've already told you, I'm here to subdue the Sword Spirit, not to see you, and certainly not to fight you."
Yang Zhen slung the Great Deficiency Sword over his shoulder, shook his head, and sighed, "Alas, why bother!"
"Beep... beep, damn it, so handsome!" Countless cultivators' eyes lit up.