Most Conceited War God

1When the surrounding people saw the youth's back, they were all shocked and attracted by his desire. Although most of them talked about righteousness, all of them were thinking that perhaps only they themselves knew.     2

    

They seemed to be planning to take revenge for Old Yin, but in reality, all of them were planning to get the treasures on Ling Jian's body.    

    

Whether it was the sword energy on Ling Jian's feet or that sharp sword just now, both of them had completely attracted the souls of all the martial artists, stimulating their greed.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

When Ling Jian heard the shouts from all directions, he secretly cursed in his heart. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice as if he had heard it from there. However, before he could analyze it, there were already several figures approaching.    

    

"Since you all want to court death, I'll send you all off!"    

    

His expression slightly changed, and a hint of fear instantly flashed across his face. If he were to let these martial artists encircle him from all sides, even with the help of the sword qi, he would definitely lose his life here.    

    

The Chaotic Sword Technique was tightly grasped in his palm as he slashed down with all his strength. Even the air was torn apart as a draconic roar sounded out, and like a rainbow, it directly chopped the three to five martial artists into pieces.    

    

These five candidates were all at the sixth level of martial dao, and there was even one who was at the seventh level. However, he had been directly killed by this fierce sword.    

    

Such a shocking scene also made those warriors whose eyes were covered with lustful expressions, causing them to take a few steps back. Occasionally, only a few powerful warriors would dare to slowly approach.    

    

"Retreat!"    

    

"Hurry up and retreat!"    

    

Those martial artists with weaker cultivations all rushed to the front, roaring and rushing to the back. Under Ling Jian's sword light, they could feel the arrival of death.    

    

The scene was in an uproar as spirit energy was diffused from the various martial artists' bodies.    

    

While the crowd was in an uproar, Ling Jian's figure had already rushed into the air, right above everyone's heads. As he was flying, he was waving the Luan Luan sword, and one after another, sword light after another clanged down. Wherever he went, the air would violently crack open, and all the major martial artists were frightened, retreating one after another.    

    

"Just what divine weapon is this kid holding? How can it be so powerful?"    

    

He looked at the familiar figure, and his mind was working at a high speed. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not imagine just who it was.    

    

"Old Lie, can you tell who this young man is?"    

    

The tone of the fourth saint was extremely displeased. As he watched the figure gradually disappear, he turned to a hempen-clothed old man beside him and asked with a dark expression.    

    

"Fourth Holy Son, the sharp sword in this boy's hand is an existence not inferior to the Immortal Execution Archipelago. Let's just forget about it."    

    

The hempen-clothed old man called Old Lie withdrew his gaze from the crowd with some fear in his eyes. He shrunk his neck back and spoke with a helpless smile.    

    

Lian Ping's expression darkened again as he silently cursed in his heart. I didn't ask you to snatch it from me, yet you actually broke my train of thought so straightforwardly.    

    

"Immortal Slaying Sword?"    

    

"It's not a Divine Punisher Blade?"    

    

"Of course not. The sword light of the Divine Punisher Blade is incomparably sharp, but the sword light of this sword is as overbearing as a wild beast's. It is berserk, as if it truly possesses some sort of soul."    

    

Beside him, the hempen-clothed old man, Old Liu, was reminiscing in shock.    

    

As a high ranking member of the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect, he naturally had some understanding of the Divine Punisher Blade. However, the change in the chaotic world of swords just now clearly wasn't the appearance of the Divine Punisher Blade in his memories.    

    

The auras of these two swords were simply the opposite.    

    

"Could it be that this sword is even more powerful than the Divine Punisher Blade?"    

    

He instinctively felt that the sword should be the Divine Punisher Blade. If it was the Divine Punisher Blade, then that young man would definitely be Ling Jian …    

    

Although he was unwilling to accept this answer, unwilling to see Ling Jian act in such a mighty manner, he was even more unwilling to believe that the Qing-Yun Sect possessed a divine weapon other than the Divine Punisher Blade.    

    

And now, after hearing Old Lie's analysis, although he had already erased the possibility of Ling Jian from his memories, a malicious smile had actually appeared on his gloomy face.    

    

The old man was also shocked by the strange expression of the Four Saints. He looked at the man in disbelief, feeling suspicious. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. Could it be that the Four Saints were still unwilling to give up and wanted to stop the man?    

    

Now that there isn't even a shadow left, if he still intends to block it …    

    

"Lai, according to your knowledge, if this young man were to use this sword, are you confident that you can capture him?"    

    

The Fourth Holy Son smiled as he looked at Old Lie. His smile was filled with a harmless smile that was like the spring wind, causing people to be bathed in it.    

    

The corner of his mouth curled up into a bitter smile. What was there to be afraid of? As expected, this little ancestor was really unwilling to give up and wanted to use such a method to block him …    

    

However, although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, this boy was one of the candidates to enter the sect, and during this period of time, as a high ranking figure in the sect, he had to completely obey the Four Holy Sons. Only the Four Holy Sons followed his orders.    

    

After all, if the Four Holy Children had obtained that sword just now, they would definitely have the ability to occupy the position of number one in the sect's world.    

    

Even if any other Saint Child saw this, they would order the upper echelons beside them to move and take the sword. The Four Saint Children were no exception …    

    

Although the Anarchic Sword gave Elder Lie a feeling of fear, but at this time, it was not good for the elder to lose his power in front of the Four Saints. Without even thinking about it, he smiled and said: "If this kid were to fight with me, even if he possessed such a sharp divine weapon, he would not be able to break my golden body."    

    

The Four Saints had no interest in looking down on Old Lie's hypocrisy. Instead, they asked puzzledly, "But, just now, the little World Spiritist Alliance's elder was killed. His Diamond Sacred Technique was broken by that sword."    

    

Hehe, Son, you probably still don't know the ins and outs of this matter. If the Small World Sect's Old Yin hadn't completely activated his berserk berserk berserk bloodline of the Savage Earth Bear, this brat wouldn't even dare to approach Old Yin, let alone kill him.    

    

Old Lie had long thought of a plan.    

    

Obviously, he was able to see a trace of brilliance from the distance after Old Yin was killed.