Super War God in the City

On the stands, just as Dong Yanghua and others were about to make a move, they were startled by this angry roar, and upon recognizing the voice, they couldn't help but show joy, and all turned to look.

Down the hills, a figure in a white robe swiftly skimmed towards them and in an instant, appeared in the middle of the square.

"Who has hurt my son, where is Yuan Bai!" The newcomer, with starry eyes, started searching around as soon as he landed in the square.

"The Master of Tianwu Peak, Yu Yongchang has arrived. This time, it seems there will be major drama!" Wei Yuanjie finally regained some of his composure, and upon seeing Yu Yongchang, hope flickered in his eyes again.

Across the field, everyone's gaze fell on Yu Yongchang, unlike the talented ones like Ruan Yulong seen before.

Yu Yongchang was a Peak Master himself, having entered the Peak Realm of Wuxuan for many years, far beyond comparison with the younger generations listed on the Witchcraft Sect's Dragon Tiger Ranking.

"If Master Yu makes a move, can this guy still create a miracle?" Dong Weiyue muttered to herself, finding it somewhat hard to speak.

For some reason, even upon seeing Yu Yongchang intervene, she inexplicably lacked confidence.

"Uncle!" Standing at the back of the crowd, Xu Yuanliang spotted the newcomer and immediately perked up, calling out.

Yu Yongchang immediately frowned and turned to look. Seeing this, the crowd parted to create a gap.

In his line of sight, he saw Xu Yuanliang and Lu Wenshi protecting someone in the middle—it was Yu Yuanbai.

At this moment, Yu Yuanbai's face was devoid of any color, and his breath was weak, especially those lifeless, dull eyes, which made Yu Yongchang's heart tremble violently.

Those eyes, it was a bad sign indeed. How enormous must the shock be to be damaged to this extent?

Yu Yongchang's gaze was as cold as a knife, his fists clenched tightly, his body radiating murderous intent. The opponent was too cruel; were they trying to destroy Yu Yuanbai's Dao Heart?

Little did he know, the shock Yu Yuanbai had received today was far beyond mere adversity.

From being dominated by Feng Xiaobai in his first appearance, witnessing Feng Nan brutally killed, followed by Ling Fan demonstrating his might, overpowering Dong Tianyi effortlessly, defeating a group of four in the Sword Array, and just now the stunning defeat of Ruan Yulong.

This series of events had struck him like a massive wave, one after another, completely submerging him at sea bottom, making the hope of revenge seem unreachable.

When Yu Yongchang saw his son's condition, his cheeks bulged with rage. Although he was in seclusion, he had secretly ordered people to keep an eye on the developments within the Witchcraft Sect.

He was aware of his son's participation in the martial contest for marriage, thinking it would be a straightforward event for Yu Yuanbai at Zhu Rong Peak.

Yet he never expected that in just a short while, he received tragic news from his subordinates that Yu Yuanbai had been thrashed on the stage, and what's worse, not lightly injured.

If it were just some superficial injuries, it might be nothing serious, yet it was his spirit that had been crushed.

He immediately turned his cold gaze to Dong Yanghua on the stands, "My son received such treatment at your Zhu Rong Peak, don't you think you owe me an explanation!"

Yu Yongchang had already decided, if he did not receive a satisfying response today, he would directly support the Wushen Lineage.

Dong Yanghua saw the fury in Yu Yongchang's eyes and took a deep breath, responding loudly, "Brother Yu, the one who hurt your son is not my fault!"

With that, he immediately pointed out, "The one who hurt your son was brought here by two Guest Official Protectors from the Wushen Lineage!"

"If people don't offend me, I don't offend them. My junior brother was already sparing, only knocking him off the stage.

As for the Dao Heart, it's because of his own lack of will, nobody else's fault, and if you don't agree, just come at me!" Ling Fan's voice came faintly, utterly indifferent.

Upon hearing this, Yu Yongchang immediately felt a rush of anger blazing within him.

I've seen arrogance, but never such insolence, it's absolutely preposterous!

"Boy, you're courting death, watch the blade!" Yu Yongchang roared, swinging his Furious Saber horizontally, with the Blade Gang surging around him, forcing everyone nearby to hastily move away.

This matter was also strange because Dong Yanghua hadn't made himself clear, if this guy had known that Ling Fan had killed Feng Nan, overwhelmed several Young Peak Masters from different lineages, and crippled Ruan Yulong, he might have thought twice and not been so impulsive!

Dong Yanghua's ambiguity was deliberate, as he had his own little plan, wanting to use Yu Yongchang to test Ling Fan's depth and bottom line.

Yu Yongchang, at the Peak of the Wuxuan Realm and nicknamed Wild Wave Triple Slash, wielded a Furious Saber with unparalleled power, rarely meeting a match!

Seeing Yu Yongchang strike with fury, the whole crowd became excited, for this man was one of the twelve sect Peak Masters of the Witchcraft Sect, an unquestionable reason behind my defeat.

"Master Yu is taking action, this guy is as good as dead!" Jia Qian and others whispered excitedly from behind the crowd.

"Cough cough..." Leaning against the corner wall, Ruan Yulong's gaze drifted into a daze.

Staring at the distant figure of Ling Fan, a towering hatred and rage seemed to ignite his soul as he bitterly muttered, "Bastard, kill him, kill this jerk....."

"Master Yu, there is a misunderstanding here, please hold your hand!" Lan Zihan panicked upon seeing him attack.

Yu Yongchang paid no heed to Lan Zihan's words, and if not for the fact that she was the Saintess, he would have cleaved her with his saber already.

"Hmph, I need no pleading, an ant is what he is, I, Ling Beiming, wouldn't even notice!" Ling Fan coldly swept his gaze over the charging Yu Yongchang, disdainfully saying.

"Such arrogance, this lad truly doesn't know what death is, Fury Wave's First Blade, Splitting River and Sea!" Yu Yongchang roared, and a blade storm of more than ten zhang split the sky as it came slashing down.

"Ling Fan, be careful, he is at the Peak of the Wuxuan Realm!" Lan Zihan, seeing her status could not stop the opponent, quickly called out a warning.

"Hmph, warning now, don't you think it's a bit too late? This kid has been courting death all along, did he really think that my Witchcraft Sect had no one capable of dealing with him?" Someone in the crowd instantly scoffed.

"What one sows, so shall one reap. Before being arrogant, he should have foreseen this end!" Xu Yuanliang snickered, standing beside Yu Yuanbai.

"Just now, this kid overwhelmed the elite of our Witchcraft Sect's Dragon Tiger Ranking, indeed acting unrivaled and powerful.

Yet, all of this will end soon. Being arrogant and overbearing in the Witchcraft Sect, there's only one path left—death!" Lu Wenshi snorted coldly, as if already seeing the scene of Ling Fan dying under Yu Yongchang's blade.

"Swoosh!"

"Boom!"

The blade storm, over ten zhang in length, was swift and unstoppable, its momentum ferocious as it suddenly fell.

However, Ling Fan's movements were nimble and illusory under the enhancement of the Gui Xu Dance, and with a slight flicker, he instantly vanished from the path of the attack.

"Impressive force, truly worthy of the Peak of the Wuxuan Realm!" Ling Fan muttered to himself.

At present, the weapon in his hand was a bit unsuitable; with his strength at the Middle Stage of the Wuxuan Realm, a direct clash with the man before him would be too disadvantageous, given that he was two minor realms behind!

Ling Fan looked at the giant rift carved by Yu Yongchang's blade storm on the ground, slightly frowning. It would be better to keep his trump cards hidden if possible.

After all, this was just the beginning of dealing with the Witchcraft Sect, and he hadn't even started fighting with the people from the Eight Major Sects yet!

As Ling Fan was secretly weighing his options, he saw the blade storm that Yu Yongchang had slashed towards the ground suddenly shatter, yet it didn't dissipate.

"Kid, take my second blade, Wild Wave Triple Slash, Meteor Chasing the Moon!" Yu Yongchang bellowed again, slashing out with his second blade.

This blade was faster than the previous one, its blade storm even more condensed, and with it, the shattered blade energies moved.

Like a hundred birds flocking to a phoenix, they transformed into numerous refined and dense Sword Qis, crazily shooting towards Ling Fan under the pull of the second blade!

The grandeur of its might instantly caused everyone in the courtyard to turn pale with fright; even Dong Yanghua and other Peak Masters, upon seeing it again, couldn't help but show a grave expression!