Most Conceited War God

1When Ling Jian suddenly heard these words, he was also stunned on the spot, his face immediately shrouded in a terrifying killing intent.    3

    

"Owlsoar!"    

    

Ling Jian clenched his fists as a vicious intent surged in his heart.    

    

"What? You two actually did this to me?!"    

    

Ling Jian's heart skipped a beat. Although he had expected this to happen, he had never expected that there would be two 'Saints' behind the scenes.    

    

He had always had a suspicion. The First Elder and Third Elder had been in the Qing-Yun Sect for more than ten years, and they had no way of concocting pills. Where did he get his hands on that poison?    

    

He had never imagined that the reason he had been a good-for-nothing for ten years was actually because of the displeasure and intense jealousy that came from the other two youths when he was ten years old.    

    

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Ah!    

    

The two other disciples of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect and the expert close to the Third Holy Son were all stunned when they heard the Third Holy Son's words.    

    

The three Saints were unscrupulous and lawless. They knew about this.    

    

However, framing the young sect master of another sect was no small matter. If news of this matter were to spread to the eyes of the sect, the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect would be disgraced.    

    

And right now, other than the Three Saints, there was also the Five Saints, who had framed the young sect master of the Qing-Yun Sect.    

    

The face of the Myriad Thunder Sect expert with the seventh stage of the Martial Dao instantly became gloomy. If it wasn't for the fact that all the people from the small World Sect were experts, he would have already killed everyone outside of the Myriad Thunder Sect.    

    

This kind of thing was absolutely not something that could be known by outsiders. It was even more impossible for it to fall into the realm of sects and have their Ten Thousand Thunder Sect be tarnished in the dark.    

    

Sensing Ling Jian's gaze that was filled with killing intent, as well as the shock from the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect disciples and the indifferent disregard from the people of the small World Sect, the Third Holy Son felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart. The expression on his face became more and more wonderful, as if he were a child who had finally shown his proud toy to everyone after obtaining the ruyi.    

    

"Hahaha, you didn't think of that, did you? In the Qing-Yun Sect, other than the Great Elder, who wants to kill you, even the Third Elder wants to kill you. Those two have long become the lackeys of our Ten Thousand Lightning Sect! "    

    

"Haha, I've wanted to say this for a long time. If you hadn't angered me, I wouldn't have even revealed the Fifth Saint's son!"    

    

In the past, when the Fifth Holy Son and I framed you, Lord Sect Master did not let us leave the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect. More importantly, we leaked this information to everyone, otherwise, I would have already run to the Qing-Yun Sect to see how a genius like you could become a piece of trash, a dog like thing, then lie down in front of me and lick my toes!    

    

Seeing that you are about to die, I might as well tell you another secret. Even if you weren't impeached at the elders' meeting, you, the young master, won't be able to do it for long. Very soon, your Qing-Yun Sect will be incorporated into our Ten Thousand Thunder Sect.    

    

"Ha ha-ha, you finally know why I made you my dog. You are a dog, sooner or later!"    

    

The third holy son seemed to have gone crazy. His jealousy was so strong that it seemed as if his rationality had been fooled. At this moment, he dared to say anything.    

    

When the expert next to the Third Saint heard Wan Pingchuan's words, his face suddenly darkened. This was the core secret of the Green Cloud Sect, and was a top secret of the sect; it could not be leaked out. Unexpectedly, this Third Saint was now jealous and dared to say anything, even ignoring the looks of everyone around him.    

    

So impulsive is the devil.    

    

That expert's face was gloomy. Suddenly, he felt a cold light floating behind him as if it were on his back. His heart trembled, then his face immediately turned ashen. It seemed that the people from the small world school were wary of them.    

    

To put it bluntly, they wanted to obtain a few more status spots in this small world sect. But right now, they were doing something behind the small world sect's back by annexing the Qing-Yun Sect and including the Qing-Yun Sect into their group, and now, they were even trying to get close to the small world sect. Who knew what kind of plan they had in their hearts, and at that moment, the people from the small world sect also became suspicious and their faces gradually became cold as they looked at this scene.    

    

Those from the Small World Sect weren't idiots. They were well aware that the Clear Sky Sect had a powerful divine weapon, the Divine Punisher Blade.    

    

This sword had a high chance of breaking the guardian treasure of their sect, Little Heaven Flexible Armor. Now, the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect actually had the intention of annexing the Qing-Yun Sect.    

    

After all, even the sect master of the small sect had doubts about whether the Divine Punisher Blade could break through the soft armor of the small world. After all, even the sect master of the small world had doubts about whether the Divine Punisher Blade could break through the soft armor of the small world.    

    

The purpose was to suppress the Qing-Yun Sect, causing it to be completely afraid of the little World Sect, and constantly weakening it.    

    

Although the small World God School was the emperor of their sect, they were still a bit afraid of the Immortal Execution Sword Formation.    

    

Just as the atmosphere between both sides was changing, Ling Jian actually revealed a sneer, instantly breaking the atmosphere.    

    

"Wan Pingchuan, you really are stupid!"    

    

Ling Jian shook his head, his face revealing an expression of looking at an idiot. He did not know what the people of the Small World Sect were thinking.    

    

"Do you really think you can suppress our Qing-Yun Sect with just your identity as the Holy Son?" Is it enough to suppress everything? If your Ten Thousand Lightning Sect's army dares to set foot into our Green Cloud Mountain territory, then don't blame the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation for its destructive power! "    

    

If you overestimate yourself, I might as well tell you a secret. Aside from the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, our Qing-Yun Sect has a sword formation that is even more powerful than the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, with a larger range, and a wider attack range. Alright then, your Ten Thousand Thunder Sect can come and come. Come, one, one die, one pair, and one death, all of you die!    

    

"It doesn't matter if it's your Myriad Lightning Sect or other sects, those who dare to have any plans against my Qing-Yun Sect, they will all be killed by the Three Thousand Swords Formation. They will never be able to enter the Green Cloud Mountain!"    

    

"If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. Let's have a taste of the slaughtering power of the Three Thousand Swords Formation!"    

    

Ling Jian was sonorous and forceful, each word was like a sword, bringing along an endless penetrating force that resounded in the ears of everyone present.    

    

His words were like knocking the mountains and shaking the tigers. It was both a conspiracy and a scheme.    

    

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