Top-tier Unruly Master

Kou Yan listened to Qi Changran's words and snorted coldly. "Qi Changran, your precious daughter is now in my hands. You can choose to believe me, and in that case, your daughter might still have a chance to live, but if you choose not to trust me, then I wouldn't mind beheading your daughter right now. We might as well have a fight to the death."

"Kou Yan, you are truly going too far." Qi Changran's brows furrowed tightly.

Now that Kou Yan was threatening him with Qi Luomei, even though Qi Changran knew it was likely a bluff, he still felt helpless to do anything about it.

Kou Yan sneered from the side. "Qi Changran, now you can only do as I say. As long as you heed my words, I will release your daughter. You have no other choice under the current circumstances."

"Kou Yan, you're considered a Grandmaster-level figure, yet you're taking a girl hostage to protect yourself. It doesn't quite sound honorable when said out loud," Cheng Bufan interjected, stepping forward at that moment.

"Now, release Qi Luomei and I will be your hostage instead," Cheng Bufan declared, holding his head high.

Kou Yan glanced at Cheng Bufan and then spoke. "Cheng Bufan, even though today you saved the entire Quanzhen Xuanmen, no one will remember your kindness. Let me make it clear to you, if the hostage in my hands were you, Qi Changran wouldn't hesitate for a moment before attacking with men... So, Cheng Bufan, don't flatter yourself about your importance in the Quanzhen Xuanmen."

A serious expression shadowed Cheng Bufan's face.

"Cheng Bufan, I don't need you to save me... All you need to do is take care of yourself," Qi Luomei said with a cold voice right then.

Upon hearing Qi Luomei's words, a look of dejection crossed Cheng Bufan's face.

"Kou Yan, I'll give you a chance right now. If you release Qi Luomei, I promise to let you go," Ding Fan told Kou Yan at that moment.

"People these days love to brag. Have you taken a look at who you are? Could it be that you, a mere disciple, really think you have the power to decide my life and death?"

Kou Yan reacted as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

At that moment, the person Ding Fan had disguised himself as was merely an ordinary disciple of the Quanzhen Xuanmen; that's why Kou Yan couldn't care less about Ding Fan.

Ding Fan shook his head slightly. "You will regret the choice you're making now."

"Well, I would like to see how I end up regretting it," Kou Yan said with disdain.

Just then, Ding Fan's figure flickered, and he vanished from the scene in an instant.

Kou Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and he attempted to press the blade of the Longsword in his hand against Qi Luomei's neck as a warning to prevent any rash actions.

However, while Kou Yan's plan seemed sound, as he moved the Longsword in his hand, he found that the blade was fixed in place as if anchored by something untouchable, making any movement impossible.

"Hmm?" Kou Yan was astonished, feeling as though he was possessed by a ghost, completely unable to control his own body, let alone his Longsword.

"I told you, if you had released Qi Luomei earlier, I would have spared your life," Ding Fan now stood not far from Kou Yan, speaking.

Kou Yan was stunned.

Before, Ding Fan had been at a considerable distance, but in the blink of an eye, he had appeared right in front of him. The movement technique he displayed was unbelievably preternatural.

Ding Fan didn't give Kou Yan much time to react. He lifted his foot and kicked straight toward Kou Yan's chest.

Now, it was impossible for Kou Yan to dodge Ding Fan's kick, and like a cannonball shot from its chamber, Kou Yan was sent flying directly.

"Damn! Jia Tong is freaking awesome!"

"Jia Tong is really dominating today!"...

The other disciples of the Quanzhen Xuanmen, unaware of Jia Tong's true identity, let out shrieks of amazement.

The few from the Myriad Demon Sect were exceedingly powerful, and Kou Yan was the most formidable among them. Yet, such a formidable figure was blown away by a kick from the seemingly insignificant and unknown Jia Tong within their Sect.

The shock was no small matter for the vast majority of Quanzhen Xuanmen disciples.

Thud...

At that moment, Kou Yan was kicked by Ding Fan and flew out more than ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

Ding Fan's kick was infused with a considerable amount of True Qi, so at this moment, Kou Yan struggled desperately, trying hard to stand up again.

But before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted straight out.

Watching Kou Yan being shot away, Qi Luomei, who had been under Kou Yan's control, was already dumbfounded. She hadn't expected things to turn around so swiftly; one moment the enemy was holding her hostage, and the next, he was being propelled through the air by someone.

"Go to your father's side, that's where you will be safest," Ding Fan said indifferently to Qi Luomei.

Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, Qi Luomei fell into a daze, momentarily lost in thought.

In Qi Luomei's view, Ding Fan was Jia Tong.

On ordinary days, Jia Tong would be very cautious around Qi Luomei, speaking to her with utmost politeness.

But Jia Tong was very different today.

Jia Tong spoke with such composure that it seemed transcendent, exuding a closeness that one couldn't help but feel.

Such feelings were something the previous Jia Tong had never given Qi Luomei.

"What, you want to stay here, getting in the way?" Ding Fan said, visibly annoyed when he saw Qi Luomei hadn't left.

Kou Yan was indeed an expert, and although Ding Fan had earlier gained an advantage using his agile movements, it was only temporary.

Now, with Qi Luomei refusing to leave, if the two were to engage in a tough fight, Ding Fan knew he wouldn't come off better, hence his cold attitude toward Qi Luomei.

Seeing Ding Fan's annoyance, Qi Luomei, who used to bully Jia Tong in the past, didn't dare to resist his words now.

So, without further ado, Qi Luomei obediently returned to Qi Changran's side, as Ding Fan had directed.

Ignoring Qi Luomei at his side, Ding Fan glanced at Kou Yan standing opposite him. "I can still give you a chance now, cut off both your arms, and I will spare your life."

Ding Fan spoke evenly, devoid of emotion.

Still, even so, Ding Fan's presence was formidable. Some who knew Jia Tong could hardly recognize him now.

Jia Tong's aura was akin to a grand figure leading thousands of troops.

"Ridiculous, today's outcome can only be death. Even if I die, I must take someone with me," Kou Yan said coldly.

"Earlier, you had a chance to live just by releasing Qi Luomei. Now, by severing your arms, I would spare you, but you chose to miss all opportunities. So, don't blame me," Ding Fan said in his usual calm tone, right hand sweeping through the air.

At that moment, a longsword appeared in Ding Fan's hand.

"This longsword is named 'Forget Me,' dying under its blade, you wouldn't have any regrets," Ding Fan's tone remained flat.

When Ding Fan drew the longsword, the crowd gasped in amazement.

The blue light shimmering from Ding Fan's longsword indicated it was a treasure. The disciples of Quanzhen Xuanmen seldom had the chance to see such marvels, so witnessing Ding Fan with the sword incited their astonishment.

Not just the disciples, even Qi Changran, the sect leader of Quanzhen Xuanmen, gleamed with interest.

The grade of Ding Fan's longsword was undoubtedly high - such a supreme sword in Jia Tong's hand was an unexpected sight.

Seeing this premium longsword, Qi Changran became even more convinced that the Ding Fan confronting the enemy was not the Jia Tong of before.

"Today, even if I die, I'll take several down with me!" Kou Yan roared defiantly.

Ding Fan smiled indifferently. "I'm just an ordinary disciple of Quanzhen Xuanmen. Frankly, I have no special skills, merely a disciple guarding the gate. Yet, you experts from Myriad Demon Sect can't even handle me, a mere gatekeeper; perhaps your sect should just disband here and now."

Ding Fan's words were astonishingly aggravating.

The disciples of Quanzhen Xuanmen cheered wildly upon hearing him.

Previously, a person impersonating a servant from Myriad Demon Sect snuck in and, boasting superior skills, killed a protector of Quanzhen Xuanmen, even grievously wounding another.

The members of Quanzhen Xuanmen were annoyed, believing that a mere servant had caused such chaos. Now, Ding Fan, posing as an ordinary disciple, to ridicule Myriad Demon Sect, was highly satisfying for them.

Kou Yan's face turned extremely unsightly. "Boy, you've messed with my plans repeatedly. Today, even if I have to die, I'll make sure you go with me..."

As Kou Yan finished speaking, his longsword streaked a bright line through the air, then lunged straight for Ding Fan's chest.

Ding Fan, despite his nonchalance, was cautious in reality.

Immediately, Ding Fan's "Forget Me" swung horizontally, an strong gust meeting the opponent's sword attack head-on.

The two traded blows, quickly engaging in combat.

Although many disciples of Quanzhen Xuanmen surrounded the arena, the interior was eerily silent. All eyes were fixed on Ding Fan and Kou Yan in the arena.

"Who do you think has better odds, Brother Jia Tong or Kou Yan?"

"I think it's Jia Tong. Haven't you noticed how reliable he is today, with such high cultivation? The opponent is simply no match for him,"...

Inside the arena, Ding Fan and Jia Tong had been duking it out for nearly half an hour, and the victor was yet to be determined.

Kou Yan's cultivation was already high, and coupled with his varied and sophisticated Blade Technique, plus the fact that Ding Fan had been intentionally observing his Blade Technique, Kou Yan had managed to survive for a while longer.

"Die..." Kou Yan, failing to hit Ding Fan, had grown somewhat frenzied. He roared, launching a furious and rapid succession of strikes towards Ding Fan.

"Take this..." With a flick of his right hand, Ding Fan's longsword shot straight towards Kou Yan. Kou Yan dodged, narrowly evading the blade.

Kou Yan was taken aback; he hadn't expected Ding Fan to throw his Magic Artifact directly.

"You're dead now!" Kou Yan said with a cruel face!