Li Feiyu and Wang He were both at the fifth stage of the Psychic Realm.

Li Feiyu's female disciple in red was at the eighth stage of the Spiritual Pedestal Realm, while Wang He's two disciples were only at the sixth stage of the Spiritual Pedestal Realm.

The strength of the Psychic Realm could already be considered as a powerful big shot in the region of Yanzhou.

At least, it was much stronger than the Great Elder of the Ancient Witch Sect, Duan Kun.

Even the sect master of the Ancient Witch Sect had not stepped into the Psychic Realm.

The Psychic Realm and the Dharma Realm could not be compared at all.

Under the urge of great greed, their speed was extremely fast and they had almost rushed to the lawn where Yu Sisi was at the same time.

The spiritual energy burst out!

Both of them ignored Yu Sisi's existence and tried to forcefully take the sword away.

From the spiritual fluctuation that Yu Sisi sent out when she communicated with the sword spirit, they had noticed that Yu Sisi was only in the Spiritual Pedestal Realm.

After the Spiritual Pedestal Realm, it was the Core Formation Realm, the Dharma Realm, and finally the Psychic Realm.

In the face of such two spiritual pressures, under normal circumstances, Yu Sisi would have already been crushed into a bloody mist.

However, in fact, when communicating with the sword spirit, Yu Sisi had already sensed the two powerful hostile auras. She clearly knew that she couldn't escape the attacks from Li Feiyu and Wang He.

She would only be safe if she made them retreat on their own.

Thinking of this, Yu Sisi had held her breath and focused her mind.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Tong Immortal Sword burst out with sharp swordkee that protected its master.

Facing such swordkee, Li Feiyu and Wang He knew that they could not forcefully take away the immortal sword because it had already recognized its master.

This also meant that this junior in front of them had already been recognized by the sword, and she could now use the power of the immortal sword.

Facing this kind of power which could pose a threat to them, the two of them somewhat had their concerns.

However, it was actually not difficult to obtain this sword. They could clear the spirit mark of its master and seal the sword.

Then the next person to break the seal would become the new owner of the immortal sword.

Li Feiyu and Wang He looked at each other and then stopped.

Not far away, taking advantage of the time when the two of them stopped, Yu Sisi quickly retreated to the courtyard.

"Girl, wait a minute. Are you willing to take me as your master?" Wang He smiled elegantly and amiably.

This was because he knew clearly that it was impossible to seize the sword by force, so he had to use tactics.

Since he couldn't get the sword at once, as long as he got this person, he could slowly make plans in the future.

"Girl, I'm Li Feiyu, the sect master of the Tyrant Sword Sect. I am at the fifth stage of the Psychic Realm. Our Tyrant Sword Sect has been established for 800 years. My strength is tyrannical and unmatched in the world. As long as you join my sect, you can choose any cultivation method or martial arts you want!" Li Feiyu said in a deep voice.

Li Feiyu waved his hand, and his aura was quite domineering and powerful.

The woman in red behind him, Ye Hongyi, immediately looked at Li Feiyu with admiration. Then, she glanced at Yu Sisi, and couldn't hide the envy and jealousy in her eyes.

From the moment she saw Yu Sisi, she had wanted to kill Yu Sisi because she would not allow anyone to be more beautiful than her.

However, now that her master had spoken, there was nothing she could do. She could only hide her killing intent, but the hatred in her heart was even deeper.

In her opinion, her most beloved master had been snatched away.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Yu Sisi looked at the two people in front of her with a poker face. She sneered in disdain and retreated into the courtyard.

A sect that had lived for 800 years?

Her master was a reclusive big shot who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Li Feiyu probably wasn't even qualified to be her Shifu's errand boy. How dare he rob the Gu Tong Immortal Sword?

Yu Sisi couldn't be bothered with such people. Although she couldn't beat the two people in front of her, she definitely couldn't lose face for her teacher.

Seeing that Yu Sisi ignored them and returned to the courtyard, the two of them followed closely behind and walked to the door.

Although Li Feiyu and Wang He were angry, they did not flare up. As the masters of one of the top forces in Yanzhou, this was the first time they had encountered such a thing.

However, everything in front of them made them even more excited.

A fruit tree that was emitting abundant spiritual energy?

A flying butterfly magical beast?

A magical beast cub?

And a mortal?

However, the girl holding the immortal sword stood respectfully behind the mortal.

What kind of combination was this and what kind of situation was this?

"The arrival of the immortal sword and the evolution of ordinary creatures into magical beasts, there must be something valuable on this mountain!"

The two of them repressed their emotions and expressions.

The next moment, Li Feiyu suddenly erupted his spiritual power and charged towards Wang He beside him with a murderous aura.

Wang He was already prepared and did not want to be outdone. His spiritual power surged like a great river as he sneered, "Li Feiyu, is a sneak attack the style of your Tyrant Sword sect?"

"Humph, this is called attacking first to gain the upper hand," Li Feiyu snorted coldly.

Li Feiyu waved his palm like a blade while Wang He's fist was like a rock.

The two collided, producing the sound of metal colliding.

After a stalemate, Wang He gradually fell into a disadvantage.

After all, the Xuan Ying cult was famous for its speed and dexterity, and Wang He, as the cult master of the Xuan Ying Cult, was naturally one of the best.

However, the battlefield here was at the entrance of a courtyard.

Therefore, he could not display his advantage at all. In the face of Li Feiyu, who had a violent and crude attack style, he couldn't hold out for long.

He was in a very awkward situation. With Li Feiyu blocking him, he could not enter, and if he retreated, Li Feiyu would seize the opportunity.

"Bang!"

The two of them once again went through a major collision and separated.

Under this attack, smoke and dust were rising into the air, and the door wall was smashed into pieces.

"This nameless treasure mountain is Tyrant Sword sect's, and no one can stop it. I, Li Feiyu, have made it clear here!"

Looking at Wang He who was pushed back, Li Feiyu said coldly.

Suddenly, a lazy voice came from the courtyard.

"This mountain was created by me, and this tree was planted by me. If you want this place, why not ask the owner of the mountain first?"

In an instant, the gazes of everyone outside the door turned to look at Jiang Yun, who was lying on the rattan chair.

"Also, if you break something, you'll have to pay for it."

After saying this, Jiang Yun suddenly stood up and looked at the two people at the door with sharp eyes.

When the two at the door heard Jiang Yun's words, they immediately laughed out loud.

"I thought you were some kind of divine being, but you're actually a mortal."

Li Feiyu sneered.

Wang He gently patted the dust off his body and looked at Jiang Yun indifferently. "You are just an ordinary person that I could easily kill."

Yu Sisi's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. She said coldly, "Do you think you are qualified to talk about my Shifu? Your lives won't even be enough to compensate the broken door wall!"

"Cough, cough."

Jiang Yun waved his hand with an indifferent expression.

However, he was overjoyed in his heart.

Li Feiyu stood in the middle of the door and frowned slightly. He looked into Jiang Yun's eyes.

"You, the owner of this place? Humph! Do you think you are qualified?"