Master, There Are Many People Fighting!

A large group of people flew towards the place, arriving on the other side. A man in ostentatious golden robes with an arrogant and proud expression was leading everyone, flying on a sword that seemed to glow gold as well when the sun's rays fell on it.

The people of the Burning Sun Sect stopped and stared at the newcomers.

The red-robed leader of the Burning Sun Sect squinted his eyes and flew over his sword, his gaze focused solely on the golden-robed man.

"I thought the Golden Fist Sect was afraid to come out after the last great battle." The leader of the Burning Sun Sect let out a sneer, looking arrogantly at the other enemy leader.

The golden-robed leader showed a slightly hateful and angry expression but quickly calmed down, then, once they got close enough, he said, "But at least we didn't betray our comrades." His insulting look said it all.

The members of both sects looked at each other with rancor and hatred, as if there was a deep and unforgettable hatred between the two of them.

Chen Zeiwei and the others were left in the middle, while the previous group of the Burning Sun Sect was on one side and the group of the Golden Fist Sect on the other side.

"What are you doing here?" The leader of the Burning Sun Sect asked.

"Do you think you are the only one to keep the wealth of the Thousand Swords Sect?" The leader of the Golden Fist Sect answered with a question.

The red-robed man said no more, looking sternly at the other golden-robed man.

They both wanted to get rid of what was left of the Thousand Swords Sect!

The Thousand Swords Sect was the most powerful sect in the world and the other sects had to surrender resources to them every so often!

If the Thousand Swords Sect finally fell, how many resources could they find in it?

Even the place where this ancient and famous sect was is an excellent place to cultivate and become stronger quickly.

Besides, it would be better to completely finish off this sect and prevent it from resurfacing in the future and giving everyone trouble...

"The famous sword prince is in such a state, who knew?"

A mocking voice directed at Quo Qifan was heard at once, causing the latter to become enraged and turn to see who had spoken.

"But this sword prince is still far superior to you, king of the fist." Quo Qifan refused to be intimidated and sneered as well, looking at the young man who had insulted him.

"You!" The young man glared angrily at Quo Qifan as he clenched his fists. His hands were so scarred that they looked golden yellow as he circulated his energy.

"Haha, you two have fallen in strength and no longer equal to me!" However, another voice was heard from the Burning Sun Sect's side!

This young man also had a flashy red robe with the image of a huge sun on his back, while he carried a spear in one of his hands and displayed an arrogant pose.

"The Sun's son still knows how to bark but not bite well." Quo Qifan let out a sneer, looking ridiculously at this other young man.

The red-robed youth gritted his teeth at the sight of Quo Qifan sneering, remembering that the last time he lost to him he had told him the same thing.

These three young men were the geniuses of their generation, being the most prominent and famous all over the world and in their respective sects, having thousands of female fans and crushes lusting after them. However, Quo Qifan was undoubtedly the best among them and they had competed many times, but mostly they would lose to him and it was clear who had been superior for a long time.

But now that it had come to this situation that they were all in, both young men had increased their strength and believed they could easily win against the sword prince.

"Even though I'm injured and can't show my full power, I can still kill both of you." Quo Qifan raised his voice loudly, sporting an arrogant pose and demonstrating a powerful energy circulating throughout his body. Some women who had adoration towards this sword prince fell even more in love towards him, sensing his fighting spirit, pride and dominance in his voice.

However, there were some people who raised their eyebrows and looked at Quo Qifan with confusion when they heard his words. The phrase he had said was similar to the young man they had faced before and he was very powerful, the young man who had defeated their master and also the same one who completely destroyed the Thousand Swords Sect solely with his own power. They had seen the destruction and annihilation of that young man towards the entire sect thanks to the recording stones at that time. Although in the end they did not say that it was a single young man who made the famous sect like this, the others thought that it was an unknown force or the judgment of the heavens that destroyed them.

Chen Zeiwei sighed lightly, shaking her head as she saw that this martial senior brother of hers was still unaware that this time might be the end for all of them.

Nonetheless, they were all aware of one thing: if this was the final battle, then they would have to give their all no matter what.

The tension increased a great deal in just a few seconds, the atmosphere feeling tense as no one dared to make the first move. Three forces were clearly in play, while two of them had full strength and more and the only one of them was almost at the end of the arrow.

"Master, I'll let them see that the Burning Sun Sect is the first in the world!" The red-robed youth dashed straight towards Quo Qifan after becoming impatient, telling the red-robed man also who was the leader of them.

"Don't think you're stronger than me!" Another yell came from the other side as the young man next to the golden-robed man also moved, heading towards where Quo Qifan was to confront him and the other young man who moved as well.

"I'm not afraid of them, you'll see who's the best among the three of us!" Quo Qifan growled arrogantly as he began to circulate his energy, forming hundreds of swords around him.

The young man holding the spear spun and swung it around, forming tiny suns and fireballs around him as well, while the other young man concentrated all his strength in his hands, forming glowing fists that seemed to ripple the space around him as they simply passed by.

"Don't be reckless brat!" Fu Yishuang yelled in concern and moved to protect Quo Qifan.

They were all tired after being in constant fights and it was obvious that Quo Qifan was not at his peak. If they let him fight against them, it was obvious that Quo Qifan would lose and could easily die.

"Seems like you all want to die." The voice of the golden-robed man from the Golden Fist Sect said mockingly as he saw everyone moving due to the battle spirit of those youths, with him also ordering everyone to start and give to such a fight on the spot. The red-robed man of the Burning Sun Sect had also moved, commanding all the sect members to follow the red-robed youth with his spear.

"As proud warriors of the Chen family, let's go kill these bastards!" Chen Qiande shouted fiercely, his one hand clutching his sword and leading the troops he had brought along.

Shouts of fury and ferocity rang out as everyone present moved, facing everyone in the way.

Quo Qifan engaged in a battle against the other two young men, the three of them fighting each other, giving everything they had. Fu Yishuang fought against the leaders of both sects, with their high levels, they connected fierce blows in which he was the only one who came out at a total disadvantage. Chen Qiande gave orders and the warriors brought by him faced each other from both sects, fighting, dying at any moment.

A pitched battle of over 300 people broke out in an instant, sound of clashing swords and tearing limbs and more could be heard.

Chen Zeiwei opened her eyes and looked somewhat helplessly at everyone fighting. She had ingested the pill and felt her strength steadily increasing, but it was still not enough to reach that limit and enter the next realm. She knew that just increasing her strength a little would not be enough.

"Martial Senior Sister!" Chen Zeiwei finally stood up and ran over to where He Qianye, who was in quite a dangerous situation, was standing. She no longer cared about waiting any longer and simply got up and headed over to fight as well, summoning so many swords with her own energy and helping He Qianye by pulling her out of that desperate situation.

In just a few seconds, there was a huge exchange of blows and more, with less than 250 people left. The only side that had taken more casualties was Chen Zeiwei's group.

Quo Qifan stood a few feet away from their battle, his robe all bloody but his gaze intense and fierce, breathing heavily but not surrendering to these two guys with whom he had always been victorious. The other two were clearly much better off than Quo Qifan, only with some minor injuries.

Waves of power, swords in the sky, fireballs, giant fists and more went through the battlefield, annihilating everything in their path.

The point of tension came to a head quickly, with the spirit of survival in full swing.

"Master, there are many people fighting!"

Precisely when the great powerhouses of the three sides were about to exchange their most lethal strikes and try to get the upper hand in this one shot, a little voice filled with obvious curiosity and surprise was clearly heard in the place.

So, everyone saw it clearly: a group of more than a dozen people flying on their swords suddenly appeared in the sky near them, with some striking women who looked like sky fairies and a familiar young man in the front leading the group and carrying two little girls on his shoulders and a small white furry animal on his head.