Top-tier Unruly Master

Yin Ruyu's body was immediately shot back and flew out.

With her cultivation, she managed to stabilize her body in mid-air, thereby avoiding losing face in front of her many disciples.

The numerous disciples from the Peach Blossom Female Sect looked at one another, puzzled over what exactly had just occurred, as they hadn't been able to see clearly.

While the disciples of the Peach Blossom Female Sect had not seen it, Yin Ruyu by the side was well aware of what had just happened.

Just now, she had closed in on Ding Fan with an extreme contortion of her body, but at that moment, Ding Fan suddenly lifted his leg and kicked directly at her chest.

This kick from Ding Fan came later but arrived first; Yin Ruyu's attack on Ding Fan was still en route, and she had no time to change her move, so she took the hit solidly.

At this moment, Yin Ruyu's face started to look unsightly.

In front of so many people, it was already quite embarrassing for her to take action against a junior, and now, she had been forced back by Ding Fan with just one move, which caused Yin Ruyu's face to burn hot.

"You reckless youngster, courting death!" Yin Ruyu said, suddenly waving her longsword.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... In an instant, Ding Fan found himself completely surrounded by the sword shadows.

Ding Fan didn't dare to be careless at this time; he brandished his longsword and clashed with Yin Ruyu within the arena.

Ding Fan having kicked Yin Ruyu away with one move earlier was not because Yin Ruyu was weak or because Ding Fan's cultivation was too strong.

After all, Yin Ruyu was an Earth Level Grade Eight cultivator. The main reason Ding Fan had managed to force her back with a kick was that she had underestimated him, combined with Ding Fan's exceedingly strange footwork, that's how Yin Ruyu was caught off guard.

But now Yin Ruyu had dismissed her contempt, and as the two of them fought again, it was no longer easy for Ding Fan to gain the upper hand.

Wielding the Selfless Sword in his hand, Ding Fan exchanged blows with Yin Ruyu back and forth, quickly trading over fifty moves.

Yin Ruyu was inwardly shocked at this point.

Ding Fan's swordsmanship was exquisite; at such a young age, he was able to fight her to a draw, and one must know that she, Yin Ruyu, was of Earth Level Grade Eight cultivation!

If an Earth Level Grade Eight could not manage to control this young man before her, then just how high was this young man's cultivation?

"Ding Fan, look who's here!"

Up in the arena, as Ding Fan and Yin Ruyu were battling to a stalemate, a shrill cry came from the side.

Ding Fan took advantage of a lull to glance in the direction of the sound.

The person shouting was the very same fat woman who had guarded the gate earlier, trying to snatch Ding Fan's flying sword.

And now, by the fat woman's side, Zhou Ruoran was surprisingly being held there.

Indeed, standing next to the fat woman, was Zhou Ruoran.

The fat woman saw that Ding Fan and the sect leader were evenly matched, so to help the sect leader defeat Ding Fan, she had Zhou Ruoran brought over.

Zhou Ruoran's complexion was deathly pale at this moment. When she saw the person within the arena struggling against the sect leader, Zhou Ruoran's eyes suddenly reddened.

There was a time when Zhou Ruoran thought she might never meet Ding Fan in this lifetime, yet, as if heaven had taken pity on her, fate had allowed them to meet again.

Recalling all they had been through, Zhou Ruoran couldn't help shedding tears.

Ding Fan had already noticed Zhou Ruoran by this time, and the instant he saw her, his heart felt as though it had been prodded by something, and he suddenly could no longer maintain his composure and serenity.

"Kid, die!" At this moment, Yin Ruyu kicked out directly.

With most of Ding Fan's attention on Zhou Ruoran, he had no way to dodge Yin Ruyu's kick!

Thud!

The kick landed squarely on Ding Fan's chest, causing his body to instantly lose balance and fly out backwards.

Crack!

Ding Fan flew backward, smashed into a large tree, and barely managed to stabilize his figure.

Pfft... A mouthful of fresh blood was spat out directly by Ding Fan.

"Ding Fan!"

Seeing this, Zhou Ruoran by the side urgently cried out.

"Zhou Ruoran, aren't you a tease? Not only did you seduce a man to come to the sect to show off, but today I will make you watch him die before your eyes," the fat woman said fiercely, clutching Zhou Ruoran's arm.

"Let me go... Release me!" Zhou Ruoran tried to rush over to ascertain Ding Fan's injuries.

However, the fat woman had a firm grip on Zhou Ruoran, and no matter how much she resisted, she couldn't break free.

On the arena above, Yin Ruyu saw herself gaining the upper hand with one move and her mouth curled into a smile. "Jinhua, make sure to torture Zhou Ruoran properly for me!"

The woman named Jinhua nodded. "Sect Leader, rest assured, I will make Zhou Ruoran wish she were dead!"

After saying this, Jinhua's right hand jabbed out two fingers, and Zhou Ruoran was immediately immobilized as Jinhua sealed her acupoints, leaving her no possibility to move.

After sealing Zhou Ruoran's acupoints, Jinhua reached into her storage bag, and a silver needle was taken out.

"Zhou Ruoran, you think you're pretty? That men are willing to die for you? Today, I'll serve you well! I really want to see, as you suffer here, how many will die for you!"

After Jinhua spoke, her hand clutching a silver needle, she suddenly stabbed towards Zhou Ruoran's back.

"Ah..." With the silver needle smashing into Zhou Ruoran's body, Zhou Ruoran let out a sky-shattering scream.

Upon hearing Zhou Ruoran's tragic cry, Jinhua cruelly started to laugh. "Scream, go on, scream!"

Jinhua then once again struck Zhou Ruoran's body with the silver needle. Zhou Ruoran knew Jinhua wanted her to cry out in misery, thereby disturbing Ding Fan's mental state.

Therefore, this time, Zhou Ruoran bit her lip tightly, refusing to let out a sound. However, the pain still made her moan involuntarily, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The disciples of Peach Blossom Female Sect, witnessing this scene, also couldn't help but frown. A supposedly reputable sect employing such methods to disturb an opponent's state of mind was indeed too despicable.

The female sect disciples all felt a wave of shame and embarrassment.

"Ruoran!" Ding Fan stood up, his eyes filled with gravity.

"Boy, you are indeed infatuated; it's a pity that today you must die!" Yin Ruyu said indifferently.

Ding Fan completely ignored Yin Ruyu beside him, his figure suddenly darting forward.

Yin Ruyu had intended to stop Ding Fan.

But Ding Fan, after all, was a Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation cultivator; he exerted his full strength to use the Wind Pursuit Technique, and in this world, how many could keep up with him?

By the time Yin Ruyu thought to stop Ding Fan, he had already reached Zhou Ruoran and Jinhua.

Jinhua was shocked, she hadn't expected Ding Fan's speed to be so fast. Just a moment ago he was dozens of meters away, and in the blink of an eye, he was already before her.

Ding Fan arrived with a murderous aura, and as Jinhua turned around, her body shook involuntarily.

"You..."

Ding Fan did not wait for Jinhua to finish speaking; his right hand lifted sharply, a Wind Blade chopping directly towards her.

Splat...

As the Wind Blade swept through, blood sprayed into the air, and Jinhua's corpulent body was immediately split into two by Ding Fan.

How could Ding Fan possibly show mercy after she tortured Ruoran like that?

"Ding Fan..." Seeing the Ding Fan she had thought of day and night suddenly appear before her, Zhou Ruoran could no longer control her emotions; tears streamed down.

Ding Fan gently placed his arm around Ruoran's shoulders; now was not the time for heartfelt words. With the Selfless Sword in one hand and embracing Ruoran with his other arm, he surveyed the surroundings with an undiminished aura.

"Those who don't wish to live, come over here!"

"How presumptuous, child!" At that moment, Yin Ruyu was so angry she almost leapt up.

She had not expected Ding Fan to slay Jinhua right in front of her. In the presence of so many disciples of the Peach Blossom Female Sect, she, Ruyu, couldn't even protect her own disciple. For Yin Ruyu, this was like being slapped in the face in public!

Immediately, Yin Ruyu's figure flickered, propelling her longsword as she charged directly towards Ding Fan and Zhou Ruoran.

Roar...

Ding Fan let out a long howl on the spot.

This howl could indeed move mountains and rivers. A formidable energy radiated from Ding Fan as the epicenter, rippling outward!

Yin Ruyu, for one, was taken aback.

Previously, when fighting swordsmanship with Ding Fan, they had fought to a draw, and at that time, Yin Ruyu was already quite astonished. To be so young and yet have such remarkable swordsmanship, it was indeed rare in the world.

And at this moment, as Ding Fan's long howl carried energy ripples outward, the momentum was overwhelming. For a moment, Yin Ruyu had an illusion.

Yin Ruyu felt that the person she was facing was not Ding Fan at all; what she faced seemed like a God of Slaughter seasoned on the battlefield!

Under the formidable aura exerted by Ding Fan, even Yin Ruyu revealed a trace of fear.

In a duel between masters, the difference between victory and defeat lies in the nuances. At this point, as Yin Ruyu's momentum faltered, her movements also started to lag.

Ding Fan saw the opportunity, his Selfless Sword swiftly thrown by his hand.

Whoosh...

The Flying Sword turned into a streak of white light, shooting directly at Yin Ruyu.

Although Yin Ruyu was indeed worthy of her standing as a sect master, as the sword thrust at her, she managed to dodge swiftly, narrowly avoiding the sword's deadly strike.

However, just when Yin Ruyu thought she had dodged the sword and was about to continue her charge at Ding Fan.

The streak of white light circled back from behind Yin Ruyu, penetrating her chest from the front and then hovering beside Ding Fan.

"Flying... Flying Sword!" At that moment, Yin Ruyu stared in astonishment at the Flying Sword by Ding Fan's side, as if it were his guard. "How... how is this possible..."

Yin Ruyu's words were cut short as her body fell heavily to the ground, dead beyond doubt.

In the end, she did not know whether it was the impossibility of Ding Fan controlling the Flying Sword or her own death at the hands of Ding Fan that was more inconceivable...