The seventh monastery’s sect leader suddenly felt his whole body turn cold, and a burst of pain came from his palm.

His hand had been pierced straight through by a ray of Sword Qi.

“Ling Yunzi!”

The seventh monastery’s sect leader was infuriated. While it was true that everyone was now exchanging blows, it was really just for show. No one else had released a vicious attack like Ling Yunzi.

“If you want to kill my disciples, you’ll have to do it over my corpse.” Ling Yunzi also glared back at those sect leaders who were eager to capture Long Chen and the others. The killing intent in his eyes was not at all concealed.

Ling Yunzi was currently like an awakened divine blade that had finally left its sheath. His sharp aura made them all feel a heavy pressure.

Sword intent soared out of him, and if anyone dared take another step, they would meet with a thunderous strike.

As a sword cultivator, Ling Yunzi had researched the Sword Dao for many years. His level of comprehension had already reached a terrifying point.

Ever since he had managed to free himself from his heart-devil, his...