Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The roars were endless, and the chaotic battle intent lingered on the platform. A shocking power swept across.    

Ao Lingchen and the others had solemn expressions on their faces. They naturally knew what would happen next.    

But so what? They had already thought of this scene before coming here.    

"Qing Chen, don't waste any more time. We will fight, or you will be able to survive under my hands and let all of you leave!" Ghost Demon took a step forward and said indifferently. His voice was filled with confidence, as if he had the confidence to kill Qing Chen.    

"If you want to fight!" Qing Chen held the long sword in his hand that was emitting a green light. He stared at Ghost Demon, who was standing quietly in front of him, and said indifferently, "I also want to see what kind of progress Ghost Demon has made in this year and a half!"    

There were naturally not many collisions between the weaker disciples of the major sects, but there were still quite a number of clashes between the core disciples and the true disciples.    

Ghost Demon and Qing Chen were old rivals, and could also be considered arch-enemies.    

As for Yin Shisan, he was only the weakest amongst the ten great true disciples of Ghost Fiend Hall. His strength was equivalent to the core disciples of Essence Sword Sect, or even slightly weaker.    

"Kill!"    

A deep roar was heard, and Ghost Demon's body flashed with a murderous aura. The ghostly shadows that filled the sky were stacked up one after another, and they were as fast as lightning as they rushed out. Both of his hands were waving two beams of dim light, and they were extremely sharp.    

The moment the dim light flashed past, Xiao Feng's wind rustled. Cracks continuously appeared within the surging Yin Energy. It was as if space itself had been torn apart. It was incomparably terrifying!    

"Sword, it's tough. It's vast and ethereal. Evil Punishing Evil has broken the Outer Dao!"    

The moment the dark light swept across, under the eyes of Ao Lingchen and the others, Qing Chen remained motionless like a mountain as he muttered to himself.    

In the next second, a green light sword Qi suddenly appeared. Before it could even move, a long sword with a bright green light shot out. It was like a shooting star piercing through the sky, and it instantly shot into the rolling dark killing intent. It was a gloomy and oppressive light.    

"Boom!"    

A burst of explosion rang out as the Yin specter surged and the azure light dazzled. A terrifying aura of energy swept out from between the dim light and azure light.    

At the same time, the Yuan Qi underneath Qing Chen's feet surged. Like a sharp sword, it flew through the air and shot into the suffocating storm in front of everyone's eyes.    

The sound of sonic booms could not be stopped. The green light and the green light flickered continuously. The terrifying collision shocked Ao Lingchen and the others.    

The strength of these two people was too strong. Not only were their attacks ferocious, but their speed was also shocking.    

"What a fast sword!"    

Ao Lingchen stared at Qing Chen who was using the sword to attack. Compared to Ghost Demon who was also terrifyingly strong, he was more interested in this senior brother of his, and was very interested in this flying sword technique.    

Qing Chen's sword did not have many moves. What he paid attention to was speed. It was suffocating speed.    

In the world, speed was the only skill that could not be broken!    

Qing Chen was afraid that his understanding of this sentence had reached a level that no one could imagine. His understanding of the sword had reached a level where he could do whatever he wanted and move according to his heart.    

One with the sword! This was the thought that emerged in Ao Lingchen's mind as he looked at Qing Chen.    

Looking at the person in front of him, Ao Lingchen knew very well that his sword was not as good as his. Qing Chen's Sword Dao was pure, so he looked like a sword!    

While Ao Lingchen was shocked by Qing Chen's sword, a voice beside him pulled his thoughts back.    

"Ghost Fang Ying, they are having such a good time. How about we play with them too?"    

Tian Haiyu waved his silver spear and took a step forward. The sharp light of the flute pierced through his body, and in an instant, he threw himself at the group of Ghost Fiend Hall's experts. He locked onto a tall and sturdy man who looked like a ferocious devil, who looked like a bandit.    

"Since you want to die, I will naturally fulfill your wish!"    

Gui Fang Mei stomped on the ground with both of his feet. A thunderous sound was heard from his mouth. He waved a bone axe that was decorated with all kinds of skulls ferociously, and the rolling flesh on his face moved. It was as if he was a robber who wanted to go out and rob someone.    

Looking at Gui Fang Mei, who looked like a fierce bandit, Ao Lingchen's face trembled slightly. This person looked too bandit. Where did he look like a disciple from a big sect? He looked exactly like a bandit.    

If Ao Lingchen was familiar with the true disciples and core disciples of Ghost Fiend Hall, he would know that this Gui Fang Mei seemed to be in his thirties or forties. But in fact, he was only in his early twenties. Furthermore, he was really a bandit. He was a disciple that an elder of the Ghost Fiend Hall had taken in from a bandit's den.    

He was used to being a bandit. Even after he joined a big sect like the Ghost Fiend Hall, he was still unable to change the bandit aura he had. In fact, he was even able to bring glory to the sect.    

Of course, this was also related to the fact that the Ghost Fiend Hall had no religion. They only pursued powerful forces!    

"Kill!"    

Without saying anything more, Tian Haiyu's Yuan Qi surged. With a flash, the silver spear in his hand pierced through the air like a dragon, and he attacked with a strong killing intent. The killing intent surging from his body was like a fearless Battle God, and he was decisive in killing!    

"Let's see how I will tear your bones apart and use them as firewood!" Gui Fang was cursing and cursing. His bandit aura overflowed into the sky, and his ghastly and frightening bone axe slashed through the air. Miserable ghost howls surged along with it, as if the vengeful spirits on the bone axe that had died miserably in the past were roaring. A chilly wind blew. It was an evil wind.    

The bone axe and the silver spear collided, and terrifying ripples appeared on their bodies. The moment the two of them met, an intense battle that attracted everyone's attention instantly erupted. The degree of danger was not lower than the battle between Qing Chen and Ghost Demon. It was because of someone like Battle God. The other was like a bandit, rolling on the chopping block. This battle looked even more violent.    

Two world-shaking intense battles, the battle between the strongest disciples of the two major powers, caused one's heart to palpitate in fear.    

"Little beauty, the few of them are having such a lively time. Should we also come and have fun? Let big brother teach you how to be a charming woman, and let you enjoy what is called a happy life!"    

A demonic and lewd laughter came from the crowd, wearing fancy clothes. A charming young man with bright long hair and a colorful feather fan in his hand slowly walked out. His eyes were staring at Zi Yun evilly. His naked eyes seemed to be able to see through Zi Yun's clothes. He saw ___. Below her snow-white body, there was a raging fire of evil.    

"Hmph!"    

Snow fell and the temperature suddenly dropped. Zi Yun's entire body was filled with cold killing intent as she shot out explosively towards the person who dared to offend her!    

"Frost Sky Sword Ground!"    

A cold snort suddenly sounded, and an ice sword appeared out of thin air in Zi Yun's hand. It was crystal clear.    

The moment the ice sword was swung forward, the temperature in front of them dropped drastically. Countless ice swords appeared out of nowhere and formed a world of ice and snow, blocking every movement of the young man!    

Killing intent overflowed into the sky, it was very shocking!    

Zi Yun was born in the imperial family, and had long since honed herself to be a decisive and decisive female Battle God. The person in front of her who had blasphemed her could only be washed away with blood!    

In an instant, the three great Supreme Heavenly Pride from the Essence Sword Sect and the young man from the Ghost Fiend Hall, Heavenly Pride, were engaged in a fierce battle.    

"It's not good for me to be idle!"    

Mo Lin stared at the arrogant Yin Xiangfei and chuckled. Then, he vanished into thin air and rushed out in a flash.    

At the same time, Yin Xiangfei seemed to have understood his meaning. He also disappeared in a strange manner. When he appeared again, he had already engaged in an intense battle with Mo Lin in midair.    

"Ao Lingchen, let us continue our unfinished battle!"    

Gui Mo walked out from the crowd with a ferocious expression. He stared at Ao Lingchen with a murderous look.    

He was still brooding over the fact that he couldn't determine the victor of the battle in the sky. Initially, he planned to fight Ao Lingchen after the competition began, but since he was here now, this battle would be brought forward!    

"You will die!"    

Ao Lingchen looked straight at Gui Mo and said coldly.