Chapter 747: Want to Leave?
Jing Yan had mastered the second level of Sword Intent, and he didn’t need a longsword as a weapon. Every move he made could unleash an attack driven by Sword Intent.
Although this Sword Intent was far from matching the Power of Laws controlled by warriors of the Saint Realm, in this continent where there were no Saint Realm warriors, the might of the second level Sword Intent was nearly enough to sweep across the entire land, for he had already forged a mold of the Power of Laws.
During his attacks, one could vaguely perceive the might of the Laws.
"Sixth Hall Master, you are the fastest, quickly go to the Holy Palace to inform the Holy Master!" the Great Hall Master urgently yelled.
"Hall Master Jing Yan, hold on, you must block this move!" The Great Hall Master first instructed the Sixth Hall Master to report to Saint Master Shen Chong at the Holy Palace, before turning his attention back to Jing Yan, who was facing an attack from Tong Yue.
As long as Jing Yan could survive Tong Yue’s move without dying, those Hall Masters would be able to reach Jing Yan’s side in time to join forces against Tong Yue.
Of course, the Great Hall Master didn’t believe that they, the Hall Masters together, could completely confront the Great Demon, Tong Yue. Without the Holy Master here, his heart lacked confidence. Although they had made progress in Martial Arts over the past few centuries, in the same time, Tong Yue definitely hadn’t been idle.
Without any hesitation, the Sixth Hall Master made a smooth turn in mid-rapid flight and flew towards the Holy Palace. He knew that staying to influence the battle would not make much of a difference and that notifying the Holy Master immediately was the best strategy.
"Old thief Tong Yue, face your death!" Min Huo bellowed, hoping that by distracting Tong Yue, he would be unable to concentrate on taking down Jing Yan.
"Die! Die! Little thief Jing Yan, just die already!" Gu Xianlun muttered under his breath, veins on his neck throbbed excitedly with anticipation.
"Kid, you’re seeking your own death. I wasn’t planning on killing you; after all, you are a Hall Master of the Holy Hall. But you brought this on yourself by refusing my offer for a mere few Elixirs, which was already showing you too much respect!" Tong Yue looked at Jing Yan as if he were a dead man, mockery in his gaze. He rapidly clapped his hands down, colliding with Jing Yan’s resisting fist.
"Boom!"