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The Fourth Holy Son pondered over this for a long time before speaking slowly. It caused Elder Li to be confused as well, as he was completely unable to understand what Lian Ping was thinking.
According to his conjecture, he probably wouldn't be able to meet that kid …
Therefore, even peaceful words were tantamount to farting.
Even someone like him, who was usually far-sighted, couldn't figure out what the Fourth Holy Son was thinking. Even though he wasn't willing to stop them, he knew that it wasn't going to end well and yet he still had to put it into practice.
"In that case, I can guarantee that this boy will be stopped before he goes far!"
Suddenly, his face darkened. A martial artist in front of him had rushed to his side, and under his sinister gaze, that martial artist was directly smacked into a bloody mist.
"He's really a piece of trash. Even though he disappeared, he's still panicking!"
The expression on the face of the Fourth Holy Son was extremely unpleasant. He slightly lifted his head, and his long and narrow eyes were filled with jealousy. As he looked at the flustered crowd of martial practitioners, his heart completely turned dark and gloomy.
The series of reactions from these martial artists had caused him, the Holy Son, to feel quite displeased. The more they were shocked by the power of Ling Jian's Chaotic Sword, the more his Holy Son disliked it.
"If such a treasure doesn't fall into my peaceful hands, it should at least fall into the hands of our Myriad Lightning Sect, right?"
Even An Ran smiled sinisterly and revealed a smile of satisfaction. That eerie smile contained an astonishing wisdom that spread far and wide. It was as though no matter where Ling Jian fled to, he would still be unable to escape the control of the Myriad Lightning Sect.
Seeing this, Old Lie, who was standing on the side of the Fourth Holy Son, could only smile bitterly.
In his heart, he had already decided to resign himself to his fate. Since this little ancestor was really planning on doing such a thing that would result in nothing, then, let's just follow the Three Saint Child's instructions.
As the personal expert of the Fourth Holy Son, he should be thinking about the Fourth Holy Son at all times. However, at this time, when he saw Ling Jian disappear without a trace, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his joy.
After all, a young genius who was able to use the Chaotic Sword Technique to kill off Old Yin was definitely not simple.
Since he could kill Old Yin, how could he not have the ability to do the same to him?
The Fourth Holy Son raised his head to look at the place where Ling Jian had disappeared to, as well as the place where Ling Jian had escaped to. The corners of his cold mouth slightly curled up, revealing an ice-cold and malicious smile as he muttered to himself, "It seems that it's about time. It's time to stop."
His appearance, however, caused Elder Li, who was standing to the side, to feel uneasy. It was as if he was being coiled up by a poisonous snake.
He knew that the Four Saints were narcissistic. Some of them often talked to themselves and did things that made people laugh. He could not help but sneer in his heart. He did not think that the Four Saints had the ability to predict future events and change their shadows.
This kid loved to act tough and was confident in himself, but the result usually was a bucket of cold water hitting him on the head.
"Lai. From the looks of it, you seem to be thinking of something. Could it be that you already have a plan to deal with that kid? "Perhaps, I have already predicted that the boy would have a path to take."
From the corner of his eyes, the third saint saw the thoughtful Elder Li and asked with a smile.
From what he knew, martial dao masters did indeed have the ability to prejudge matters in advance …
Old Lie was stunned when he heard this. Soon after, he involuntarily laughed bitterly. The expression on his face was a little uneasy. However, he nodded his head without anyone noticing.
When the Fourth Holy Son saw this, he nodded his head in gratification. Then, he continued to look up at the sky and said, "This boy will eventually fall into the hands of our Ten Thousand Lightning Sect. If he is unlucky, he might even lose his life in the sect!"
Hearing the words of the Four Holy Sons, the Lai Clan's old man's originally somewhat bright eyes instantly dimmed ….
He had experienced the arrogance of the Fourth Saint's son when he acted tough. During this period of time, he had obtained the best result from the Fourth Saint's body. He could not easily believe anything that the Fourth Saint said …
"How do you know?"
Old Lie narrowed his eyes and completely concealed the expression within them as he asked in a disingenuous manner.
Old Lie suddenly seemed to have thought of something as he followed the gaze of the Fourth Saint Child to the sky before glancing at Ling Jian's escape route. Immediately, his heart jolted as a flash of inspiration struck him. It was as if he had thought of something …
Could it be …
Had they already appeared?
"Old men, have you forgotten? The six holy sons of our Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, the seven holy daughters, have come out in a group, and my Great Sage brother is the only one who possesses a flying beast. And this boy's route of escape is the only way for the Great Sage to reach the Cloud Sky Mountain Range!"
The corners of the Fourth Saint's mouth curled up. His thin lips that were as sharp as knives revealed a sinister smile.
However, there was some uneasiness in that smile, because he couldn't get his hands on such a treasure in the end.
Although his relationship with the Great Sage was close, it didn't mean that the two of them weren't competing at all.
In other words, if the two of them weren't from the same sect and were both Holy Sons, then they would have long been in a life-and-death situation.
The Fourth Holy Son's slightly disappointed gaze swept across Old Lie's alarmed face and he couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. This Old Lie was once again looked down on by him. From their previous conversation, Old Lie's heart had already been betrayed by his words …
This old man was acting tough in front of me, but I was the one who caught him off guard. From this, it can be seen that the deep thoughts on this old man's face weren't exactly about blocking Ling Jian's path.
"The Four Saints might not be completely blocked by the Great Sage just like that. The Great Sage doesn't know about the changes in this place, and even if he does, he might not be as fast as that brat."
The old man naturally did not know what the Four Saints were thinking. He could not help but ask after thinking for a while.
At this point in time, he was not the first to take the lead. Under the premise that the danger was zero, he was still quite enthusiastic.
If that Divine Weapon could land in the hands of the Ten Thousand Thunder School, there would definitely be benefits. Perhaps the small Heaven realm soft armor would no longer be a hindrance to the Ten Thousand Thunder School.
At that time, the small World Sect would no longer be a threat.
So what if the Holy Son obtains it? This level of treasure was naturally to be given away, to the senior echelons of the sect …
As a high-ranking figure, Old Lie naturally knew about this. As such, he didn't care about the possibility of the Son of Heaven getting his hands on it.
"I'll use this thing to inform them in advance."
The Fourth Holy Son took out an object from his bosom. It was a plaything the size of a conch's palm. Muffled sounds rang out from the palms of the four Holy Children, emitting a strange sound.
"This is?"
"Thousand-note …"
"..."