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In the ancient martial arts world, the Imperial Sword Sect...

The Imperial Sword Sect is nestled in the mountains of the Cloud Recesses, shrouded in mist year-round, resembling a fairyland.

At the summit of the mountain, inside an ancient and simple hall.

A middle-aged man, about forty or fifty years old, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

He was none other than Yang Zhan, the fifth son of the Yang family.

The elder of the Imperial Sword Sect possesses unfathomable cultivation.

"Elder, a secret message has arrived from the Yang family of Yucheng!"

A young disciple hurried into the hall and presented the letter with both hands.

Yang Zhan opened his eyes and took the letter.

Upon opening it, he was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Father...is he dead?"

He muttered to himself, his face turning pale instantly.

"Who did it?"

His voice was trembling.

The young disciple whispered:

The letter said...it was a young man named Luo Tian...

"Luo Tian?"

A cold glint flashed in Yang Zhan's eyes, and he suddenly stood up.

"Pass on my order: summon the sect's three elders and their elite disciples to come down the mountain with me!"

The young disciple was startled:

"Elder, what is this...?"

"revenge!"

Yang Zhan's voice was icy cold, filled with murderous intent:

"The hatred for the murderer of my father is irreconcilable. I don't care who Luo Tian is, he must die!"

"yes!"

The young disciple turned and left.

A moment later, several sword lights shot into the sky above the Imperial Sword Sect.

It pierced the sky and flew towards the mortal world.

……

The news quickly spread throughout the entire martial arts world.

"Yang Lie, the fourth son of the Yang family, has returned from the border with two thousand elite personal guards!"

"Yang Zhan, the fifth son of the Yang family, has returned, leading the three elders of the Imperial Sword Sect and dozens of elite disciples!"

"A late-stage Martial Arts Venerable, an elder of the Sword Control Sect, plus an army of two thousand well-equipped martial artists... this is going to turn the world upside down!"

"Luo Tian is probably in trouble this time!"

"This is bad? I think I'm doomed!"

Two thousand elite soldiers equipped with Breaking Qi gear could even surround and kill a Martial Dao Venerable!

"With Yang Zhan and the elders of the Imperial Sword Sect added in, even Luo Tian, ​​no matter how strong, can't fight against so many opponents!"

"It seems the Yang family is going to use all their strength to fight Luo Tian to the death!"

The martial arts forum was in an uproar once again.

Everyone is watching how this unfolds.

Some people were worried about Luo Tian, ​​some were gloating, and some were watching coldly.

But regardless, everyone realized it.

An even bigger storm is coming.

……

Luo Tian was completely unaware of all this.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

How dare a mortal ant defy a Celestial Emperor?

Is it a case of ignorance is no excuse, or is it a case of being narrow-minded and arrogant?

Luo Tian sat in the courtyard, closing his eyes to rest.

Little Nian Nian practiced her spells on the side: fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades...

They hit the target precisely, one by one.

After several days of cultivation, her strength has stabilized at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The terrifying nature of the innate Dao body is gradually being revealed.

Ye Qianxue and Li Mengmeng are also cultivating, one at the early stage of Foundation Establishment and the other at the late stage of Qi Refining.

Each of the three gained something and made rapid progress.

"Master Luo!"

Li Zhijun hurriedly entered the courtyard, his face grave.

Luo Tian slowly opened his eyes:

"What is it?"

Li Zhijun recounted in detail the news that Yang's fourth and fifth sons had returned.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Luo Tian cautiously:

"Master Luo, should I request support from above?"

Luo Tian smiled faintly:

"Support? Support what?"

Li Zhijun said urgently:

Yang Lie led two thousand elite soldiers, all equipped with Breaking Qi gear!

And then there's Yang Zhan, an elder of the Imperial Sword Sect, whose cultivation is unfathomable...

"So what?"

Luo Tian interrupted him, his tone as calm as still water:

"A bunch of rabble, nothing but clowns jumping around!"

"They're here. I can just crush them and be done with it."

Li Zhijun was stunned.

Looking at Luo Tian's calm expression, he suddenly felt that he had made a mountain out of a molehill.

Yes, the man in front of us is someone who can kill a Martial Arts Venerable with a single finger.

A mere two thousand elite soldiers and a few elders of the Imperial Sword Sect.

What are they compared to him?

"Yes, Master Luo is right, I was overthinking it."

Li Zhijun said respectfully.

Luo Tian nodded:

"Keep a close eye on the Yang family's movements, and let me know immediately if you have any news."

"yes!"

Li Zhijun turned and left.

Little Niannian skipped over and took Luo Tian's hand:

"Dad, are more bad guys coming?"

Luo Tian gently patted her head and said softly:

"Is Nian Nian afraid?"

Little Niannian puffed out her little chest, looking very serious:

"Don't be afraid! Niannian can help Daddy fight bad guys now!"

Luo Tian smiled.

He looked up into the distance, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Yang Lie, Yang Zhan..."

He muttered to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips:

"Come on, all of you, let's settle this all at once!"

Outside the window, dark clouds filled the sky, creating a sense of impending storm...

……

The news of the return of Yang Lie, the fourth son of the Yang family, and Yang Zhan, the fifth son, caused a great stir in the martial arts world.

Everyone knew that a battle even more brutal than the Battle of Dragon Lake was about to unfold.

On the afternoon of the same day the news broke, at a villa in the suburbs of Yuncheng.

Luo Tian made an unexpected decision.

"Old Li, please evacuate everyone from the villa except for my two apprentices and the woman!"

"What? Evacuate everyone?"

When Li Zhendong received the call, he thought he had misheard.

"That's right, all the nannies and servants, remove them all, leave none behind!"

Luo Tian's voice was as calm as still water.

Li Zhendong panicked:

"Master Luo, Yang Lie has brought two thousand elite soldiers."

Yang Zhan brought with him the three elders of the Imperial Sword Sect and dozens of elite disciples.

"So many people, and you're all alone..."

"I am enough! Besides, they are all mortals; what use would they be if they stayed?"

Luo Tian interrupted him, saying calmly:

"A mere Martial Arts Master, utterly vulnerable!"

What's the use of having more people?

Killing one person or killing a group makes no difference to me!

Li Zhendong was speechless, deeply hurt by his words.

What do you mean by saying that killing one person and killing a group are the same?

Master Luo, can you please not be so aggressive?

How are the rest of the martial arts world supposed to live if you do this?

Don't martial arts masters have any pride?

He might have thought about it, but he would never dare to say it aloud...

However, on the other hand, Master Luo killed Yang Tianxiong with a single finger without expending much effort.

That kind of move, whether it's one or several, shouldn't be impossible to dodge, right?

With this thought in mind, Li Zhendong finally felt relieved.

So what if he's a martial arts master? Before Master Luo, he has to kneel down and sing "Conquer"...

"What about Li Mengmeng...?"

Li Zhendong asked tentatively.

Luo Tian's tone left no room for argument:

"She wants to stay, which is perfect for Qianxue and Niannian to use as an opportunity to practice their skills."

Cultivation is not about working behind closed doors, nor is it about raising a vase.

One must fight to the death to improve one's mindset and strength.

Okay, everyone else, get out of here!

Li Zhendong took a deep breath:

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Tian walked out of the villa and stood in the yard.

As the sun set, its afterglow bathed him, making him appear divine, like a celestial being descended from heaven.

His eyes were deep as he gazed into the distance, seemingly having discovered something, and a cold smile involuntarily crept onto his lips…

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