A chaotic fight

  Inside the grand hall, all was quiet and still, with only the sound of porcelain bottles colliding with each other as medicinal ointments were being prepared.

  Mo Tian Ge and Ye Jing Wen stood in front of Zhan Bai, gazing at the ancient swordsmen across from them. Both of their expressions were very calm, but it was precisely this calmness that made them unable to be calm.

  Wan Hong'an, who had witnessed the methods of both men, felt a sense of unease with Kuang Zhu's presence as the only late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. He turned to look at his fellow sect members, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as he stepped forward and called out: "Kuang Shixiong, these two people ambushed my fellow sect member, please give our Gujian Sect an explanation!"

  Jiang Zhu heard his voice, looked up and glanced at him, still lowering his head to stir.

  With such a reaction, Wan Hong'an's face was somewhat unbearable, and he shouted angrily: "Kuang Zhu! What do you mean?!"

  "What does it mean?" It was Zhan Bai, who rarely spoke, who spoke up. He swept a cold glance over the crowd, his voice calm and even, "What do you mean by saying these words? Is it necessary to say them out loud and make everyone lose face?"

  These words were quite blunt, and Wan Hong'an was suddenly enraged: "You——"

  Mo Tian Ge slightly raised her eyes and let out a sarcastic smile. How ridiculous, what a farce, everyone is clear about it, why not just speak directly and openly instead of beating around the bush? In the end, they'll still have to fight, so what's the point of pretending?

  Wan Hong'an turned his head to glance at his fellow disciples, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. In an instant, the five blue-clad Gujian Sect cultivators simultaneously drew their swords and shifted positions.

  Mo Tian Ge and Ye Jing Wen clashed, each displaying their martial skills, disrupting their stances.

  Mó Tiān Gē's flying shuttle was swift and agile, unpredictable in its movements. As soon as it was released, it shot towards one of the foundation-building cultivators at the initial stage. At the same time, several flying needles were also launched. Yè Jǐng Wén's flying sword, on the other hand, flew straight towards Wàn Hóng ān.

  The two of them made their move, and their stance was immediately disrupted. Meng Tian Ge saw the situation and shook his hand again, sending out countless flying needles.

  Unfortunately, this place is too small and cannot use talismans. For sword cultivators, it doesn't matter much, but for these ordinary cultivators, it weakens their strength a bit.

  "Stand firm, I'll take care of this!" Wan Hong'an shouted.

  Ye Jingwen sneered: "Can you block it?"

  The disciples of the Xuán Qīng Gate were not all pure sword cultivators, and Ye Jingwen was no exception. He flew his sword out of his hand, and in his hand he grasped another magical instrument, which he used to attack Wàn Hóng'ān.

  He was originally blocked by Wan Hong'an, and now he is the first to accuse him of being a bad person. As a result, he has a grudge against Wan Hong'an and all his moves are aimed at him.

  Mo Tian Ge swept a glance over him, knowing this, raised his spirit to twelve million, disrupted the footsteps of those few people, so as not to let them form the Wan Xiang Star Array.

  At this time, they were fighting fiercely, and Zhan Bai was guarding Xiao Guzi and Xiao Zui in front of him. If anyone accidentally hit them, he would strike back one by one. However, Kuang Zhuo still had his head buried in the table, as if he hadn't seen anything, fiddling with his bottles and jars.

  Mo Tian Ge and Ye Jing Wen's strength both exceeded that of an average Foundation Building middle-stage cultivator. Even when facing those five people, they were evenly matched. Before long, the Gu Jian Sect disciples grew anxious. Someone spotted Xiao Gu Zi and Xiao Zui hiding in a corner and shouted: "Go beat up those two Qi Refining cultivators!"

  Mo Tian Ge and Ye Jing Wen both furrowed their brows, Bai Ye lifted his head, and looked at Kuang Zhuo, who stopped stirring the medicinal paste.

  Ye Jingwen recalled the flying sword, and the spiritual energy poured into the sword body. The snow-white sword suddenly floated with almost visible spiritual energy, swirling around it in circles, like a whirlpool. The spiritual energy took shape, and the entire process only lasted for an instant. Ye Jingwen swung his arm, and the whirlpool of spiritual energy suddenly expanded to a square meter, solidly blocking their way. All the attacks from the Gujian Sect's cultivators were engulfed by the whirlpool, and the spiritual energy was also deflected by it. When the whirlpool slowly dissipated, all the previous attacks had lost their effect.

  The ancient sword cultivator's face turned earthy, but he quickly recalled his flying sword and continued attacking.

  The stranger sang a song of white silk, and suddenly countless bricks fell from the sky, forming a brick wall that blocked all attacks once again.

  The Gujianpai cultivators were already in a state of panic, and if they weren't superior sword cultivators compared to ordinary cultivators, they would have fallen by now. Wan Hong'an shouted: "Sword energy, sword energy!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the ancient sword sect changed their sword moves, and instantly a surge of sword energy filled the great hall.

  These sword auras had yet to approach, but already felt the eerie chill, the stone pillars and tiles of the great hall all showed traces under this sword aura.

  Moy Tian Ge once again took out her white silk handkerchief, but the sword energy had almost filled the entire main hall. No matter which side she blocked, there were still some that managed to slip through.

  Ye Jingwen was no exception. These sword auras were not intimidating to these foundation-building cultivators, and even if they came out, they couldn't break through their own spiritual energy defenses. However, for the Qi-refining cultivators, it was very frightening. No matter how hard Bai Zuo tried to dodge and block, both Xiao Guzi and Xiao Zui's bodies were covered in wounds.

  The stranger's song enraged him, he pulled back the white silk handkerchief, and even the flying heavenly needle returned, he extended his divine consciousness, ready to make a direct fatal blow!

  At this moment, she only felt a flash of clothes in front of her eyes, and suddenly saw Kuang Zhu standing in front of them. With a flick of his sleeves, countless powdered objects flew out, gradually weaving into a net. The seemingly light powder mist actually blocked their flying swords.

  Waiting for the powder to settle, Wan Hong'an, who was covered in white powder, angrily shouted: "Kuang Zhu!"

  His faint smile curled up at the corners of his mouth, even in anger, he still looked elegant: "Get out! You can't stay here!"

  It's not just Wan Hong'an, the other ancient swordsmen are also furious, another one shouted: "Kuang Zhu, what right do you have to drive us away!"

  Kuang Zhuo let out a cold hum, not hiding his disgust: "You're just asking for it! You secretly fought each other, I turned a blind eye, but now you've brought it to the surface, so let's tear off the facade and stop playing this game!"

  "You—" Wan Hong'an twisted his face, "Don't think you're that great just because you've reached the later stages of foundation building! There are so many of us, we won't necessarily lose to you!"

  "Say one more word and I'll take your lives!"

  It sounded like just a threat, and the cultivators of Gujian Sect also understood it that way. However, Kuang Zhuo's icy expression revealed a hint of death intent, which left them speechless.

  Ye Jingwen finally broke the silence. He took a step forward and said, "Elder Kuang, you are kind-hearted, and logically I should listen to you, but I want to keep all of them."

  Wan Hong'an's face showed anger again, but also hid a hint of fear. In fact, he had already regretted it, thinking that relying on his swordsmanship and combat skills could give him an advantage, but he didn't expect these few people to be so formidable. Kuang Zhuo and Ye Jingwen, he originally knew were tough opponents, but unexpectedly the new female cultivator from Xuan Qing Men was also incredibly powerful. The three of them had a higher realm than his group, and even if Wan Hong'an's swordsmanship and combat skills were exceptional, their chances of winning were still pitifully small.

  Kuang Zhuang glanced at Ye Jingwen with a dim expression: "If you want to kill him, then just kill him, it's annoying to look at!"

  Ye Jingwen's face broke into a smile, and he gave him a slight bow. He turned his head to glance at Mo Tian Ge, who responded with a smile of his own. The two men simultaneously drew out their flying swords or magical instruments, revealing their murderous intentions.

  The word count for each chapter of "Hun Luan"...... Cough, I apologize, it's because of the holiday of "Hun Luan"......