"Does he truly possess the ability to seal the Divine Swords!"
Lin Ke frowned, "If that's the case, then it's going to be troublesome!"
"If I didn't have the means to seal the Divine Swords, how would I dare to come here rashly!"
Hei Yu sneered, "Now that you don't have the Divine Swords in hand, you must be quite unaccustomed to fighting, right!"
"That's a laughable notion. Without the Divine Swords, the three of us fighting together can still defeat you!"
Long Yi's expression was cold as he stepped forward, exuding a powerful aura.
Seeing this, Lu Fan did not hesitate and charged towards Hei Yu, his path marked by sharp, piercing energy.
"Ignorant fool!"
Hei Yu's voice was icy, and his aura surged. He met the combined attack of Lu Fan and the other with a palm strike, resulting in an even match. Several figures retreated, but it was impossible to discern who was stronger.
"I truly didn't expect your progress to be so rapid!"
Hei Yu's eyes were filled with coldness. Previously, Lu Fan and the other would have been no match for him. But now, with Lu Fan and Long Yi fighting together, even without using the Divine Swords, they could make him suffer.
"Xiao Ke, deal with them all. Then the three of us working together will surely be able to take him down!" Lu Fan said.
Lin Ke nodded slightly, without any hesitation, and launched an assault on the other experts of the Ghost Palace, his every movement carrying a deadly intent.
Many Ghost Palace experts met their demise. Before true Battle Emperors, they were insignificant, especially Lin Ke, whose aura was something they could not withstand.
Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Hei Yu turned to leave, but Lu Fan intercepted him. "Trying to leave? I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"
"Well done, boy. You have quite the nerve!"
Hei Yu's expression was cold. "Do you think by stopping me, you can get what you want?"
"Naturally!"
Long Yi said indifferently, "You can't just take something and expect to leave. There's no such easy thing in this world. As someone from the Ghost Palace, you should know this even better!"
"Hmph!"
Hei Yu snorted coldly, and his body surged upwards, accompanied by a gust of wind. With the Divine Swords now in his possession, he felt no restraint.
Lu Fan and Long Yi also attacked instantly, their three figures colliding, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Captain, should we intervene?"
A member of the Dragon Group asked, filled with trepidation. The battle between such powerful individuals naturally filled them with fear. However, as members of the Dragon Dynasty, they would not retreat easily.
"Our mission is to protect the close relatives of the State Lord!"
Han Bing said, "As for the State Lord himself, it is not for us to intervene easily!"
The faces of the Dragon Group members instantly flushed with embarrassment. As Han Bing had said, they were not qualified to participate in Lu Fan's battle. They had not yet reached that level.
The realm of Battle Emperors was also something they could only dream of.
Meanwhile, Lin Ke was slaughtering everyone in his path, leaving them all dealt with. He appeared calm, showing no signs of fatigue.
Sensing the unfavorable turn of events, Hei Yu began to retreat. He knew very well that Lu Fan and Long Yi were not weak, and with Lin Ke joining them, he might not be able to defeat them today.
"It's probably too late to leave now!"
Lin Ke said coldly, "I advise you to hand over the Divine Swords and avoid unnecessary suffering!"
"If you want the Divine Swords, you'll have to see if you have the ability!"
Hei Yu's expression was indifferent. He would not compromise. After all, if he couldn't bring the Divine Swords back, he wouldn't be able to account for himself, and it would mean a dead end.
With this thought, Hei Yu did not hesitate and instantly unleashed his ultimate technique.
Seeing the dark energy surge around Hei Yu, Lu Fan and the others dodged, remaining highly vigilant. If they were struck by the dark energy, their chances of survival would be slim.
Seeing a path opened, Hei Yu did not hesitate and charged out. With the three Divine Swords now in his hands, he would have no worries once he returned to the Ghost Palace.
"Trying to leave? It's not that easy!"
Lu Fan stepped forward, his palm channeling an internal energy that formed a giant dragon, charging towards Hei Yu with supreme power.
Long Yi and Lin Ke also unleashed their techniques. If Hei Yu managed to escape, the Divine Swords would never return to their hands. In that case, the Ghost Palace would surely grow stronger day by day, and no one would be able to suppress them.
Hei Yu was struck forcefully on his back, sending him reeling backward. He frowned, and the three Divine Swords were also dropped.
Lu Fan and the others seized the opportunity and quickly pursued him, surrounding him. "It seems you have no escape today. Why not surrender and hand over the three Divine Swords!"
"Never!"
Hei Yu said coldly, "To obtain these three Divine Swords, I have paid an untold price. Even if I die here today, I will not hand over these three Divine Swords!"
"It seems you won't give up until you see the Yellow River!"
Lu Fan's expression was icy. "With the three of us combined, you are no match for us. Why struggle like this?"
"Do you think I can survive if I hand over the three Divine Swords to you?"
Hei Yu sneered, "If you truly believe that, then you overestimate me!"
"These three Divine Swords were originally ours. Your evil deeds deserve death!"
Long Yi said coldly, "If you insist on holding onto the Divine Swords today, we will have no choice but to take your life!"
"Heh, since that's the case, then attack!"
Hei Yu slowly stood up, preparing for a mutual destruction. At this point, it was all he could do.
"Attack!"
Lu Fan commanded, stepping forward fiercely and grabbing for the Tai Xu Sword. Hei Yu resisted with all his might, but it was useless. Fighting against three people alone, he was clearly struggling.
After obtaining the Divine Swords, Lu Fan and the others showed no mercy and attacked Hei Yu. As a member of the Ghost Palace, this was perhaps his destiny.
Under the siege of the three, Hei Yu fell to the ground, lying in a pool of blood, completely unable to resist.
With the Divine Swords secured, Lu Fan finally felt relieved and approached Yang Shiwen. "Uncle, are you alright?"
"I'm fine!"
Yang Shiwen shook his head, appearing somewhat surprised. He had clearly seen Lu Fan's actions earlier and had never imagined that Lu Fan possessed such prowess, as if he were a divine being.
"It's good that you're alright. Let's go back!" Lu Fan said. "What happened tonight, I will not let it happen again!"
Lu Fan's voice was calm but carried a hint of power, spoken with great seriousness.
At this moment, Lin Ke, who stood nearby, also paused slightly. He could discern Lu Fan's self-reproach.
"State Lord, we will take our leave first!"
Han Bing clasped his fists. "There are disturbances in many places on New Year's Eve. The Dragon Group members still need to go and quell them!"
"Go ahead!" Lu Fan waved his hand.