The Leisure Sword, with its sharp blade, slowly slashed towards Motolo, while Motolo raised his right arm in front of him, closely watching the trajectory of the Leisure Sword.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan's mouth curved into a slight smile, "Do you really think I'm just going to cut down honestly like this? Directly cutting at the strongest part of your defense?"

"Then you're gravely mistaken."

Ye Tianfan's foot twisted, and the [Wind Walk Miles] technique was unleashed.

Ye Tianfan instantly appeared behind Motolo and quickly slashed at him.

But as Ye Tianfan disappeared from sight, Motolo quickly activated his Divine Sense scan and immediately detected Ye Tianfan behind him.

Motolo quickly turned around and rapidly thrust his right hand forward.

However, it was too late. Ye Tianfan's Leisure Sword had already slashed down fiercely.

Seeing this, Motolo could only exert all his strength to dodge aside, trying his best to thrust his right arm in the direction of the Leisure Sword.

A few drops of blood descended from the sky, an arm flew through the air.

An arm? Whose is it? Everyone's eyes were drawn to the arm flying in the air.

"Ah!"

A scream returned the focus of the crowd.

The crowd saw Motolo crying out in pain as he rolled on the ground. Looking at his arm, there was one missing, leaving only the right arm glittering with blood.

The crowd gasped in shock, both astonished and admiring of Ye Tianfan. They hadn't expected Ye Tianfan, only in the Myriad Profound realm, to injure Motolo in the Hundred Acupuncture Points realm, and even sever an arm.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan's face looked slightly pale, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, but the Leisure Sword held in his hand did not show a hint of panic.

The night wind blew the dust on the battlefield.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan was nearly spent and exhausted. He could no longer swing a second sword; he simply didn't have the strength. His meridians were in excruciating pain all over, especially the ones in his hands, causing sweat to pour down his head with the slightest movement.

Ye Tianfan frowned, knowing that Motolo could be easily beheaded with just one more strike, even an ordinary one.

Move! Move!

Ye Tianfan tried to force himself to move again, but it was no good, he simply couldn't move.

Gritting his teeth, Ye Tianfan realized he couldn't continue this stalemate. If other Demon Sect savages arrived to rescue, he would be left behind. At the very least, he had to take down Motolo.

Ye Tianfan gritted his teeth, using all his strength and ignoring the damage to his meridians and muscles. Holding the Leisure Sword, he slowly slashed towards Motolo, and this time, the attack carried no Spiritual Power, relying solely on his strength. Just as he began to move, a figure swept past Motolo.

Then Ye Tianfan saw that Motolo on the ground had disappeared, leaving only the arm and a pool of blood to attest to Motolo's presence moments ago.

Immediately after, Ye Tianfan heard Motolo's cry again. With difficulty, Ye Tianfan lifted his head and looked in the direction of Motolo's cry.

He saw Motolo lying not far in front, but there was another person beside him.

Ye Tianfan looked at the face of the person and realized it was the Demon Sect Leader Zhang Youji.

"Zhao Min, you can't kill this Motolo," Zhang Youji said expressionlessly when he saw Ye Tianfan looking over.

"Zhao Min? The old man is called Ye Tianfan!" Ye Tianfan was initially taken aback when he heard the name Zhao Min, but he quickly realized it was the alias he used before and replied with a smile.

"Ye Tianfan? No, I still prefer to call you Zhao Min, it feels more familiar," Zhang Youji said disinterestedly after hearing Ye Tianfan's name, though he felt somewhat hurt inside, surprised to be deceived by the name, but preferred Zhao Min anyway.

Ye Tianfan, breathing heavily, glared harshly at Motolo under Zhang Youji's feet. Since he was protected today, there was no way to kill him now, but he would remember his appearance well. When the opportunity came, he would be the first to kill him.

Zhang Youji felt a headache seeing this scene. This Ye Tianfan... no, this Zhao Min was someone he handpicked to join the Demon Sect and achieve great ambitions together.

However, Zhao Min unexpectedly managed to sever Motolo's arm. The grudge was indeed deep, leaving him at a loss about how to reconcile once Zhao Min eventually joined. A headache.

However, this was not Motolo's fault; after all, he had just used that strike yesterday. Not only was his Life Force greatly drained, but his Spiritual Power was nearly depleted as well.

He had intended to use the weakened Motolo as a motivation for Ye Tianfan, but he didn't expect Ye Tianfan's strength to be so extraordinary, directly severing Motolo's arm, which was beyond his expectations.

By now, Ye Tianfan was unsteady on his feet. If it weren't for facing the Great Demon, Demon Sect Leader Zhang Youji, with Demon Sect savages behind him, Ye Tianfan would have fainted by now.

Even so, Ye Tianfan was already running out of strength; he had reached his limit. Those crucial moments when he forced himself to move had inflicted even greater damage to his body, bringing both his body and will to the brink.

Seeing Ye Tianfan's precarious condition, Bai Feng seized the moment while everyone's eyes were still on Ye Tianfan to launch a small copper hammer-like Magical Treasure at the Demon Sect savage pursuing him.

The Demon Sect savage, caught off guard while he was preoccupied, was struck directly by the small copper hammer. He was blasted dozens of meters away, and after crashing onto the ground a few times, he fell silent.

After driving away the Demon Sect savage pursuing him, Bai Feng rushed directly towards Ye Tianfan, hoisting him by the waist and charging straight into the midst of the righteous faction.

Sensing the situation, the righteous faction knew that further fighting would result in diminishing returns. Though eager to strike down demons and evildoers, they understood that continued battle would only lead to casualties among the lower disciples, without achieving much else.

So, in groups, the righteous faction began retreating slowly.

The Demon Sect initially planned to pursue and kill a few more; after all, one less to deal with is good.

But the Demon Sect Leader Zhang Youji soon stopped them. Zhang Youji gazed at the direction of Ye Tianfan's departure and whispered, "As expected of someone I took interest in, able to achieve this step. Take good care of your wounds, and I hope there are no lasting effects!"

After saying this, Zhang Youji summoned his Magical Treasure and, calling a few people with him, flew towards the direction where the Ghostly Soul Tiger had left.

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