Legend of Sword King

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0Feeling the imposing presence of the Tranquil Sky Sect's cultivators, all of the Qin Clan cultivators felt a chill run down their spines. All of them had put away their previous arrogance and looked down on them.    
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They suddenly recalled that no matter how insignificant the origins of the An Tian Sect were, they had still defeated the elite wolf hunters of the Yale family.    

    

Even if his opponent was currently weak and gave them a chance to pluck the fruit of their victory, his fighting strength could not be underestimated.    

    

Qin Wuya lowered his brows and lowered his gaze. As the cultivators of the Tranquil Sky Sect entered, his vision became increasingly dim, and the color of his eyes became increasingly dense.    

    

In this group of cultivators from the An Tian Sect, he saw a trace of golden lance that could kill gods and buddhas. It was a type of confidence that ordinary cultivators had that was hard to come by. To have this kind of self-confidence, one must have a brilliant combat record as the foundation.    

    

As a result, Qin Wuya was immediately surprised to discover that the cultivators before him were all brimming with vigor and vitality. They did not look like they had collapsed from the battle at all!    

    

Of course, this could not be faked. As a ninth level Xumi Stage cultivator, Qin Zong was clearly aware of the other party's true strength.    

    

What was going on?    

    

Qin Wuya was shocked.    

    

If it weren't for the fact that the bloodstains on the bodies of the An Tian Sect cultivators were conspicuous, and if it weren't for the fact that the wolfsman corpses were still piled together and had not been cremated, Qin Wuya would have thought that this was a force that had just left for the battlefield after recuperating for a long time!    

    

Qin Wuya's heart felt as if a huge boulder had been pressed down on him. He had noticed that the An Tian Sect was not ordinary.    

    

Of course, the Qin family had pills to recover their vitality, but they were unable to do so. In such a short period of time, they were able to restore the cultivators to their peak. Even with those pills, there was no way they could supply for a hundred people!    

    

Did this An Tian sect from Glazed City really have so much wealth?    

    

Qin Wuya had no time to think about it, because the cultivators of the An Tian Sect were already in front of him. He suppressed his thoughts, lifted his chin, and stepped forward.    

    

With a glance, Qin Wuya saw Cheng Qing, the green-clothed youth that was surrounded by a hundred cultivators. With a single glance, Qin Wuya determined that the other party was the leader of the An Tian Sect!    

    

Even if the other party was too young.    

    

The calmness and calmness of the man was invisible to the ordinary people. It was hard for them to have such a domineering aura. Moreover, it was different from the other people who were glaring at the cultivators of the Qin Clan. The other party's face did not reveal any expression, neither did his expression change from happiness or anger.    

    

Qin Wuya even discovered that there was a trace of a faintly discernible smile on the corner of his opponent's mouth that was full of ridicule.    

    

It was as if the strong were mocking the weak for overestimating their own capabilities.    

    

This caused Qin Wuya to feel infuriated.    

    

Of course, Cheng Qing also recognized Qin Wuya's identity as the leader.    

    

When he was twenty steps away from Qin Wuya, he stopped and looked at Qin Wuya with a smile that was not a smile. He cupped his hands and asked with a knowing tone: "If a cultivator of the Qin family comes to my An Tian Sect's battle zone, do you want to congratulate us on our victory?"    

    

When the Qin Clan arrived, they had raised the banner of the Qin Clan, so there was no need for Cheng Qing to pretend that he did not know the identity of the person.    

    

Qin Wuya frowned. In terms of age, he was many times older than Cheng Qing. Seeing a "wet behind the ears" youngster not even showing the least bit of fear and reverence, yet still being so confident in front of an elder like him, he felt extremely unhappy in his heart.    

    

With his hands behind his back, Qin Wuya didn't even need to bow and put on the airs of an elder of the Qin family. It was just like how he often did to rogue cultivators in the Spirit Martial County.    

    

With a dignified look in his eyes, he said: "I am Qin Wuya, the Fourth Elder of the Qin Clan of Spirit Martial County. The members of the An Heavenly Sect can go rest now. The elite cultivators of the Qin family will take over the defense line of Black Wind Ridge! "    

    

Although he no longer belittled the Tranquil Sky Sect, that was all he could do. It would be impossible for him to give up on the Black Wind Ridge just like that.    

    

    

    


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