Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 299 – You, do you even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as Yang Yifang?

Chapter 299 – You, do you even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as Yang Yifang?

The Enforcement Hall Deacon.

In the past, Meng Fan would have definitely kept his distance, at the very least, he wouldn't have offended them.

But now, he was a deacon himself.

Could it be that a Sword Pavilion Deacon was lower than an Enforcement Hall Deacon?

Even if Meng Fan was willing to bow his head, he had to see if Elder Lin would agree!

So when this guy named Yang Peng came to provoke him, Meng Fan naturally wouldn't tolerate it.

Most importantly, Meng Fan didn't see a cultivator at the seventh level of the Condensation Pill Realm as a threat, even though he himself was only at the first level.

"Stubborn fool, since you won't cooperate with the investigation, come with me to the Enforcement Hall for interrogation!" Yang Peng said coldly.

It had to be said, the deacons of the Enforcement Hall were indeed used to being arrogant and domineering.

In the entire Shu Mountain Sword Sect, the Enforcement Hall held the most power and strength.

Ordinary disciples of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect would lower their heads and avoid the members of the Enforcement Hall.

There was no way around it; in any place, there would be hierarchies.

In the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, the members of the Enforcement Hall seemed to be a cut above the rest, and others seemed to accept this "unspoken rule."

It was rare to see a newly appointed deacon like Meng Fan, who had just stepped into the Condensation Pill Realm, dare to show no respect to the Enforcement Hall.

Of course, rare didn't mean nonexistent.

The Enforcement Hall had its share of mishaps and run-ins with tough opponents.

Unfortunately for Yang Peng, this was one of those times.

Meng Fan was not someone this Enforcement Hall Deacon, Yang Peng, could provoke.

And the Sword Pavilion was not something the Enforcement Hall could mess with.

Indeed, the Sword Pavilion had fewer people, while the Enforcement Hall had many.

But sometimes, having fewer people was an advantage.

After all, Elder Lin only had to worry about himself, making it easier to deal with others who had more responsibilities!

"Will you come with me to the Enforcement Hall willingly, or do I have to tie you up and take you there?" Yang Peng looked at Meng Fan with a cold expression.

Meng Fan smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he glanced back towards the Sword Pavilion.

Wu Tian, that guy, was standing at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, gloating at Meng Fan.

Although they both belonged to the Sword Pavilion, Wu Tian was quite happy to see Meng Fan in trouble.

It all depended on whether this so-called Enforcement Hall Deacon could hold his own!

Meng Fan ignored the gloating Wu Tian and glanced at the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

If even Wu Tian could notice the commotion here, Elder Lin would naturally be aware as well.

Since Elder Lin hadn't intervened, it meant he was letting Meng Fan handle it on his own.

Elder Lin knew Meng Fan's character well enough to know he wouldn't let it go easily.

In the end, Elder Lin wasn't one to shy away from trouble either!

With that in mind, Meng Fan had already made up his mind.

He looked at Yang Peng and said, "Make your move. Let me see how you plan to take me to the Enforcement Hall."

His words were filled with disdain.

Yang Peng's anger surged.

"Don't think that just because you've cultivated a Sword Soul, you can act recklessly. The more talented you are, the more dangerous you become if you turn evil.

Today, you must go to the Enforcement Hall and explain yourself!

And don't think that cultivating a Sword Soul at the Condensation Pill Realm is something extraordinary. You have no right to look down on the Enforcement Hall, as we also have chosen ones who have cultivated Sword Souls at the Condensation Pill Realm."

Hearing Yang Peng's words, Meng Fan thought of someone.

During the Shu Mountain Swordsmanship Competition, Jiang Poyue from the Kunlun Sword Sect had stolen the spotlight, but in the end, it was Yang Yifang from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect's Enforcement Hall who crushed Jiang Poyue and restored their honor.

Yang Yifang had also cultivated a Sword Soul at the Condensation Pill Realm.

At that time, Meng Fan could only look up to Yang Yifang with envy, but now he was confident he was not inferior to Yang Yifang.

And it had only taken Meng Fan less than two years!

"If I heard correctly, your name is Yang Peng?" Meng Fan suddenly asked.

"That's right." Yang Peng was taken aback, not understanding why Meng Fan suddenly asked this.

"Your name is Yang Peng, not Yang Yifang. What gives you the right to say such things?" Meng Fan sneered mockingly.

Yang Peng, already filled with rage, was now even more furious.

Meng Fan's words had hit a sore spot.

Yang Yifang was actually his cousin!

As the younger cousin, Yang Yifang had always overshadowed him.

Naturally, Yang Peng felt uncomfortable about this. He didn't resent Yang Yifang, but it was definitely a sore spot.

"I'll show you now whether I have the right!" Yang Peng summoned a Spiritual Sword out of thin air.

The Spiritual Sword unsheathed and slashed towards Meng Fan.

A sharp Sword Intent cut through the air, its edge unmistakable.

Theoretically, if a cultivator at the seventh level of the Condensation Pill Realm had honed their Sword Intent to an extreme level, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage even against someone who had cultivated a Sword Soul at the first level of the Condensation Pill Realm. They could even suppress them.

After all, there was a gap of six minor realms between them!

Unfortunately, this theory didn't hold up against Meng Fan.

Seeing Yang Peng make his move, Meng Fan's face showed a slight smile.

A cold smile!

He had been waiting for this guy to make the first move.

As Yang Peng's sword slashed towards him, Meng Fan didn't hold back.

He also unleashed a Sword Intent towards Yang Peng!

He didn't even bother to use his Sword Soul because it wasn't necessary.

Previously, the Condensation Pill cultivators he encountered were the elites, requiring his full effort.

But this Yang Peng, despite his high realm at the seventh level of the Condensation Pill, was honestly not as formidable as Ye Qinxin at the second level of the Condensation Pill.

Of course, Meng Fan wasn't overly arrogant.

The Sword Intent he used was the "Free Wanderer's Sword Intent."

With his current Divine Soul strength, combined with the terrifying Free Wanderer's Godly Sword and its Sword Intent, even a seventh-level Condensation Pill cultivator would be affected.

This influence wasn't fatal, but it was disorienting!

Under the impact of the Free Wanderer's Godly Sword, Yang Peng's consciousness became momentarily dazed.

Sword Comes!

With a light murmur from Meng Fan, the Spiritual Sword in Yang Peng's hand shot into the sky.

In the next instant, the sword fell into Meng Fan's hand.

This sudden change snapped Yang Peng out of his daze, his face turning pale with horror.

He knew exactly what this meant.

If this had been a life-and-death battle, that moment of daze and the loss of his sword would have made him a corpse in the next second.

Certain death!

This newly appointed deacon at the first level of the Condensation Pill Realm was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

He couldn't help but compare Meng Fan to his cousin Yang Yifang. Thinking back, Yang Yifang at the first level of the Condensation Pill Realm hadn't been this terrifying.

Could it be that the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was about to produce a deacon even more monstrous than Yang Yifang?

Yang Yifang was far from the strongest among the deacons, still a long way from becoming a Purple-Robed Deacon.

But although he wasn't the strongest deacon, he was the most monstrous, or rather, the most talented.

Everyone believed that he would inevitably become a Purple-Robed Deacon and eventually an Elder of Shu Mountain, given time to grow.

Yang Peng shook his head, wondering why he was having such wild thoughts...

This kid, how could he possibly compare to Yang Yifang?