At this moment, the disciples of the Wild Wolf Gang who were watching the duel between the two elders all looked very upset, as the elder in gray was clearly at a disadvantage.

This was an unfavorable situation for the disciples of the Wild Wolf Gang.

Even though the elder in gray was at a disadvantage, he hadn't sustained many injuries. His heart was resolved; his goal was clear, which was to kill that young man. As for this old fool, once the other elders are freed up, they could kill him together.

After all, the Dayang Sect was already on its last legs, with fewer than ten thousand disciples remaining. Meanwhile, in the battle among the elders over there, the elders of the Wild Wolf Gang were gaining the upper hand, indicating that the overall situation favored the Wild Wolf Gang!

Then, with a few flickers, the elder in gray distanced himself from the chubby elder and immediately drew a longsword, stabbing coldly towards Ding Fan.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked. The change from the elder in gray was too abrupt; most cultivators hadn't reacted. This sudden move was clearly aimed at Ding Fan, and he seemed doomed!

Many cultivators gasped in shock upon seeing this; the attack from the elder in gray was incredibly fast and bizarre!

"Despicable!"

The chubby elder cursed loudly upon witnessing this and rushed quickly towards Ding Fan!

But no matter how fast the chubby elder was, he couldn't match the speed of the gray-robed elder's sword, which was about to thrust fiercely towards Ding Fan in an instant.

Upon seeing this, Ding Fan was somewhat horrified, but not overly surprised. The elder in gray clearly knew that swiftly defeating the chubby elder wasn't easy, so killing him first was the most sensible choice.

Ding Fan seemed to have anticipated this point all along and had kept his body in a state of constant readiness for battle. Seeing the opponent's sword about to reach him, he transformed his fist technique from the stele into a movement technique, making his entire body move as if by instantaneous movement.

He skillfully evaded the opponent's sword strike!

Simultaneously, Ding Fan spun several times, his footwork extremely profound, eluding capture by ordinary cultivators. In just a few breaths, he had distanced himself from the elder in gray.

"Damn! That's amazing!"

"He actually dodged Elder He's longsword, and his footwork seems to rival that of the chubby elder!"

"This is unbelievable!"

...

Many cultivators were utterly shocked watching Ding Fan's actions. Previously, they thought it was impressive that the chubby elder could easily dodge Elder He's attacks, but now Ding Fan was able to do the same, which was quite unimaginable!

It was known that the chubby elder had cultivation equivalent to Elder He, whereas Ding Fan was merely a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, yet his movement technique could rival Elder He's. This was simply incredible!

Seeing Ding Fan's maneuver, the elder in gray was also extremely shocked. He did not expect one so young to evade his swordsmanship; it was almost illogical!

It must be understood that he was a Nascent Soul Mid Stage cultivator, far surpassing the opponent in level, and his speed was much greater too, yet the opponent evaded without panic. How was this possible?

Moreover, the elder in gray was shaken by Ding Fan's movement. Obviously, the other party's cultivation was far inferior, yet his steps were not purely based on cultivation but rather the subtleties of martial arts. The opponent's martial arts were elusive, inscrutable, making the elder uncertain about the exact nature of Ding Fan's body technique martial arts.

However, his footwork was indeed formidable; otherwise, he couldn't have evaded the swordsmanship so cleverly. The elder in gray almost felt as if the opponent's footwork had no particular form, was it impromptu? Impossible! If that were the case, this cultivator was overwhelmingly exceptional!

No matter what, the elder in gray knew clearly that a disciple like this, if not recruited, must be eliminated!

Even the chubby elder was quite shocked to see Ding Fan's maneuver. However, seeing that Ding Fan was unharmed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he saw Ding Fan's footwork, he was still amazed. It was clear that Ding Fan's movement was very profound. Although he excelled in movement techniques himself, honed through years of dedicated practice, Ding Fan's movement was uniquely astonishing!

Some of the cultivators on He Zenfen's side also noticed Ding Fan's actions, and with just a glimpse, He Zenfen felt a surge of joy. Ding Fan's performance once again exceeded his expectations.

Even with this joy from witnessing Ding Fan's actions, He Zenfen was more saddened by the current state of the Dayang Sect. Few disciples could escape; those trapped, continuing to fight, numbered less than ten thousand. The disciples of the Wild Wolf Gang greatly outnumbered them.

Moreover, the Wild Wolf Gang's disciples were mostly loose cultivators, often described as ruthless and malevolent. The Dayang Sect, the culmination of several generations of hard work, seemed on the brink of destruction...

"To devour our Dayang Sect, they must pay a price!"

He Zenfen thought silently, then launched into a furious assault against the four elders, shaking the ground and striking fear into the hearts of observers.

...

The elder in gray looked at Ding Fan with a malicious expression, while relentlessly slashing towards him with vicious sword strikes!

"Those who do not submit shall die!"

Bang!

With a heavy thud, Ding Fan immediately unleashed a barrage of punches, clearly drawing himself into the battle between the grey-robed elder and the fat elder. Ding Fan felt a tightness in his chest, but remained vigilant instead of overly tense, maintaining the necessary caution against a formidable opponent. Although his movement technique allowed him to deftly evade some attacks, he couldn't be careless, as his adversary was a cultivator of the Emergence Stage.

He wasn't someone Ding Fan could completely handle.

At this moment, Ding Fan understood his role clearly. Though unafraid of the enemy, he knew to act within his limits. Evidently, his role was to assist the fat elder's attack.

"You shameless old thing! Bullying my disciple—what kind of skill is that? Die!"

The fat elder shouted angrily, charging at the grey-robed elder. His palm strikes surged toward the adversary.

Swish, swish, swish!

Boom...

The fat elder's palms were like massive, razor-sharp knives, relentlessly hacking at the grey-robed elder, creating a rampant rumble. Each of the fat elder's palm strikes seemed to produce an invisible broadsword in the air – overwhelmingly powerful. An ordinary cultivator, if caught unwittingly, would surely be sent flying instantly!

The grey-robed elder kept dodging, occasionally brandishing his longsword to protect himself, but the fat elder's offensive was too fierce, leaving him only able to defend without the chance to counterattack.

Swish, swish, swish!

Invisible palm knives almost grazed the grey-robed elder as they descended next to him.

Witnessing this moment, Ding Fan fixed his eyes on the grey-robed elder's every move. Upon spotting any slight opening in the enemy's defenses, Ding Fan released Wind Blades with swift hand motions. Although his cultivation was only at the late Nascent Soul Stage, hitting a defenseless Emergence Stage cultivator would inflict terrifying damage.

In just a few breaths, large and small wounds covered the grey-robed elder's body, mostly thanks to Ding Fan. Filled with fury, the grey-robed elder felt unwilling to remain passive and allowed a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator to repeatedly land stealth attacks.

"Haha! Finish the job, brilliant disciple!"

The fat elder felt exceedingly joyful at Ding Fan's performance. Evidently, even if this continued, the grey-robed elder would slowly be worn down!

On hearing the fat elder's words, Ding Fan smiled calmly and continued his original strategy, aiming Wind Blades at the grey-robed elder's vital spots whenever possible.

Swish, swish!

For a moment, Ding Fan's Wind Blades whistled sharply through the air.

Not to mention approaching normally, just observing made one realize how formidable those Wind Blades were!

"Are you eating shit? Attack! Or you'll face death upon returning to the sect!"

The grey-robed elder, now enraged and embarrassed, saw his sect's disciples standing idly by and furiously shouted.

Hearing the grey-robed elder's words, many disciples of the Wild Wolf Gang around Ding Fan felt a chill. Observing Ding Fan's impressively formidable demeanor, they hesitated. Nevertheless, since Elder He had spoken, failing to charge now would spell certain death back in the sect, prompting many Wild Wolf Gang disciples to steel themselves.

They charged at Ding Fan!

"Kill! Kill! Kill…"

Swish, swish, swish!

Ah...

Suddenly, as swift Wind Blades sliced through the air, shrieks filled the space.

The cultivators charging toward Ding Fan quickly fell into a pool of blood, dead beyond any doubt!

Witnessing this, several Wild Wolf Gang disciples felt their hearts tighten further. They ceased their advance, cautiously observing Ding Fan, with none daring a direct charge.

Clearly, Ding Fan's prowess had filled them with dread!

It's known that with a few simple motions, adversaries found themselves beheaded; it's simply little short of terrifying!

For a moment, Ding Fan glanced at the surrounding Wild Wolf Gang disciples with a cold smirk, understanding they wouldn't rashly act.

Subsequently, Ding Fan refocused all his attention on the grey-robed elder, partnering with the fat elder in a two-on-one assault!

Witnessing Ding Fan's previous maneuvers, the grey-robed elder couldn't help but feel helpless, nursing intense resentment against Ding Fan. The ceaseless sneak attacks were excruciating, with deep-seated astonishment that the opponent's timing was nearly impeccable, leaving him perpetually on the defensive!

The grey-robed elder's gaze toward Ding Fan was filled with both shock and anger!