"This is... the Orchid Sword!"
Below, Bai Rong saw the sharp longsword hanging in the void. His pupils suddenly contracted, and the expression on his Elder Zhang face changed accordingly. He couldn't help but curse the purple-robed man in his heart. If this guy hadn't disregarded the Ouyang Clan's reputation and attacked Ouyang Miao, perhaps the Orchid Sword wouldn't have appeared here. Now that the Orchid Sword has appeared, and with Ouyang Miao protecting Xiao Yan, this purple-robed man naturally wouldn't be able to kill Xiao Yan.
"Hmph, so this is the Orchid Sword? It is said that the Ouyang Clan has a Orchid Sword Saint who once fought three Yuan Zun single-handedly. Today, I, the Venerable One, will have to experience its power firsthand!"
The man in purple robes narrowed his eyes, staring at the void beside the Orchid Sword, and said in a deep voice.
"Hehe, I dare not accept such praise. I only hope that you will stop. All guests are guests, and my Ouyang Clan should treat them with respect. Today's commotion is not what I wanted. Perhaps you could consider letting this matter go for my sake."
As soon as the purple-robed man finished speaking, the void he was looking at gradually distorted. Then, a middle-aged man dressed in green appeared, his hands behind his back, looking at the purple-robed man not far away with a warm smile. At the same time, Ouyang Miao, who was behind him, gradually withdrew his powerful aura. The energy gathered on the spear was also absorbed into Ouyang Miao's body, and his stiff body suddenly returned to normal.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a blue robe, with a handsome figure, a hair crown on his head, and a resolute face. His sword-like eyebrows gave him an imposing presence without anger, and his dark eyes contained a sharp light like that of a hawk. If he did not deliberately restrain himself, few people would be able to look him in the eye.
This person is none other than the second-in-command of the Ouyang Clan, respectfully known as the Orchid Sword Saint: Ouyang Yu!
"Hmph, I'll give you face, fine, but only if you hand him over, and I'll turn around and leave immediately."
The man in purple robes pointed at Xiao Yan, a sinister smile on his face, his eyes filled with undisguised bloodlust.
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Miao's expression instantly changed. He shifted slightly to the side, blocking Xiao Yan's path, while his gaze fell upon the middle-aged man before him. When the latter turned his head, he smiled lightly at Ouyang Miao, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Yan's face before returning to the purple-robed man. He smiled slightly, then slowly shook his head and said:
"I apologize, young friend. He is also a guest of the Ouyang Clan. Since he is on my Ouyang Clan, how could I possibly fail to provide proper care? I hope you will forgive me."
Upon hearing this, the purple-robed man's expression immediately turned gloomy, and as his internal Origin Qi surged, he uttered a low voice.
You won't give it to me?
Please forgive me.
Ouyang Yu smiled calmly, his eyes gleaming.
"Laugh!"
Almost the instant the words left his mouth, the purple-robed man's figure shot forward, the sound of air being torn apart echoing. The brief distance between the two closed in an instant, and the purple-robed man's five fingers curled into claws, grabbing straight for the middle-aged man's chest.
"I'd like to see just how skilled you, this Sword Saint, really are!"
The curved claws tore through the void, creating dark cracks. Powerful energy gathered between the five fingers, carrying a fierce gust of wind, and stabbed fiercely into the middle-aged man's chest. If this attack landed, even with Ouyang Yu's cultivation level, he would be seriously injured in an instant.
"Buzz!"
However, just as the sharp claws were about a meter away from his body, the Orchid Sword, which was floating in the void to one side, seemed to sense something and instantly arrived in front of Ouyang Yu. With its three-finger-wide blade, it actually blocked the purple-robed man's attack solidly.
"What!"
The man in purple robes was startled. His attack had been easily blocked by the longsword, and Ouyang Yu hadn't even made a move, still looking at him with a calm and collected expression. Then, with a thought, a sharp and domineering sword aura suddenly erupted from the sword, striking the man in purple robes squarely in the palm of his hand. Sparks flew, and blood spurted out.
Struck by this blow, the purple-robed man was forced to retreat. Looking down, he saw a scarlet sword mark across his palm. The intense pain caused his entire arm to tremble uncontrollably, and the muscles on his face twitched violently. Fortunately, he had previously used his Origin Qi to defend himself; otherwise, his hand would have been severed by the sword energy.
"What terrifying sword energy..."
The man in purple robes' face darkened, and he murmured something under his breath, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.
"I hope you will stop here."
Ouyang Yu smiled slightly, his smile still simple and composed, yet it carried an extraordinary sense of pressure.
Afterwards, Xiao Yan looked at the middle-aged man's composed demeanor and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He had already displayed such formidable combat power before even making a formal move, causing even the purple-robed man, who was also Yuan Zun, to retreat one after another. It was hard to imagine how terrifying Ouyang Yu would be once he revealed his true cultivation level!
The Orchid Sword Saint truly lives up to his reputation!
Upon hearing Ouyang Yu's words, the purple-robed man's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. The death of Xie Shan had caused him immense grief, and he had vowed to avenge his deceased son. Yet now, with his enemy right before his eyes, he was utterly helpless. How could he possibly bear this...?
A pair of dark red eyes stared intently at Xiao Yan. After a long while, the man in purple robes gritted his teeth in resentment, lowered his head unwillingly, and said in a low voice:
"I lost..."
Even so, as he lowered his head, an extremely strong sense of resentment and malice suddenly surfaced in his gloomy old eyes.
Ouyang Yu slightly raised his eyelids, then nodded slightly. Upon hearing this, Ouyang Miao's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. However, in the next moment...
"I admit I'm no match for you, and I can concede defeat, but this brat must die!"
The man in purple robes suddenly looked up, his body trembled violently, and his internal Origin Qi surged out wildly. A powerful aura also spread outwards at this moment, with an astonishing force.
Below, Bai Rong sensed the powerful aura emanating from the purple-robed man, and his expression changed slightly. Although this guy was arrogant, he had the ability to back it up. Three-Star Yuan Zun, his cultivation was much stronger than his own.
With a surge of Origin Qi, taking advantage of the moment when the people present were shocked, the purple-robed man's body suddenly flashed, and he quickly passed Ouyang Yu, shooting towards Xiao Yan!
"Boy, you've got to die!"