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The current Qing-Yun Sect didn't have a Divine Punisher Blade, and it was even more impossible for a Divine Punisher Blade to exist in Ling Jian's hands.
However, their guesses were extremely vicious and accurate. The expert beside the Third Holy Son was indeed of the seventh heaven of martial arts. He was able to deduce that Ling Jian had a masterwork weapon with a single glance from the Savage Bear's corpse.
"Son of the Third Saint, if this brat has a Divine Punisher Blade, then wouldn't we have to miss out on him?"
The expert from the Ten Thousand Lightning School next to Wan Pingchuan couldn't help but ask in a low voice. His voice was very soft and he was afraid that the people from the small World School behind him would hear it.
After all, the Immortal Execution Sword was not a small matter. If their Ten Thousand Lightning Sect got their hands on it, the sect's overall strength would undoubtedly rise greatly.
If the people from the small world school got their hands on it, from today onwards, it would be very difficult for their Ten Thousand Thunder School to surpass the small world school on this foundation!
After obtaining it, one would have the qualifications to not fear the small World Sect and would have the means to be on par with them.
After all, the Small World Sect's Heaven's Soft Armor was very famous in the sect world. The Divine Punisher Blade was also very famous in the sect world, but in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, the Divine Punisher Blade was even more powerful.
Perhaps, they could even break open the small World Spiritist Alliance's soft armor. Even if they couldn't, it would be enough to cause some damage to the small World's soft armor. If that were to happen, then obtaining it would undoubtedly bring great benefits to the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect.
And now, this opportunity was right in front of him.
Normally speaking, there was no way they could steal the sword. First, they had to pass the Qing-Yun Sect's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, but now …
This brat actually brought the Divine Punisher Blade to the Cloud Sky Mountain Range …
"Alright, let's not talk about this for now."
The Third Saint waved his hand, a solemn look appearing on his face. He had originally been willing to serve as the firecracker for the small World Sect, but now he felt as if he couldn't hold back.
He was trying his best to stop thinking about the Immortal Execution Archipelago for the time being, so as to not alert the little World Sect about it.
When the Seventh Heavenly Layer expert close to the Third Saint child saw him like this, he also felt slightly more confident. He no longer hesitated and acted as if nothing had happened, only looking at Ling Jian in surprise.
A strong sense of jealousy arose in his heart. Although he was the holy son of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, he didn't have such an amazing treasure with him. He thought that even if he used all his abilities, he would still be no match for a vicious beast of the eighth heaven of martial arts.
Although he was just a Holy Son, the Myriad Thunder Sect was a large sect while the Qing-Yun Sect was only a small sect. Although he was only a Holy Son, the Myriad Thunder Sect was a large sect and the Qing-Yun Sect was a small sect, but the Qing-Yun Sect was not even a small sect.
But now, the opponent's cultivation base and strength were above his!
Ling Jian, who possessed the Divine Punisher Blade, did indeed have the qualifications to kill him in one fell swoop. He was not a match for his opponent at all.
This kind of feeling caused the Third Saint to feel extremely displeased and depressed. It was just like a billionaire suddenly being looked down upon by a beggar.
Furthermore, he had been stepped on deeply.
"Wait a minute!"
The Third Saint suddenly pointed at Ling Jian from afar. The jealousy on his face, along with his displeasure and depression, had completely turned into a fierce cry.
"Ling Jian, hand over all of the treasures you have obtained from the Cloud Sky Mountain Range. This is the hunting grounds of the small World Sect, and the Savage Earth Bear is also in the hunting grounds of the small World Sect. Now that you have stolen our things, I shall order you to hand over all the Heaven and Earth pellets, spirit medicines, and other treasures that you have! "
The third saint once again returned to his previous arrogance. His actions were domineering and his tone was filled with orders, unquestionable.
He believed that Ling Jian would not be stupid enough to take out the Divine Punisher Blade and show off his strength. In that case, not to mention him drooling over the Immortal Execution Archipelago, even the people from the Small World Sect and the Elder from the Small World Sect would not let go of Ling Jian's sword!
"Scram!"
After Ling Jian heard the third saint's words, he couldn't help but sneer. He couldn't help but roar, "Third saint, you're nothing more than a dog from the small World Sect. You're only qualified to lick your toes, yet you still have the face to speak to me?"
"You actually said this Savage Worldbear is yours? What, is your Thousand Lightning Sect worthy of it? "
Ling Jian suddenly turned around as he stared at the people from the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect and the small World Sect with a cold gaze. Although he did not wish to stir up trouble, at this moment, he was definitely not afraid of anything.
Those words just now, he had even scolded the people from the small World Sect.
Although, from beginning to end, the people of the small world sect stood there like the air, only Ling Jian knew what these people were thinking. These people all harbored malicious intentions and had evil thoughts in their hearts, and it was likely that they had already seen some clues from the Savage Worldbear's corpse …
The reason why they did not open their mouths was because they wanted the fence-sitter, the Thousand Thunder School, to test Ling Jian's might. Even if Ling Jian killed them, the people from their little World Sect would not do anything and let Ling Jian do it. With the help of the people from the Thousand Lightning Sect, Ling Jian would be exhausted.
At that time, the people from the little World Spiritist School could openly and naturally, with the smallest price, get the biggest harvest.
Ling Jian's sharp eyes were locked onto Wan Pingchuan.
He could already tell from her face that she was not planning on letting him off that easily. It seemed like it would be impossible for him to get away from this matter today …
His heart was gloomy, and from the look on his face, he could completely see what his opponent was thinking.
"Does this Son of the Three Saints really think that I won't be his match if I don't use the Luan World Sword? What a joke. "
He had long since seen through the intentions of the third saint son, but he was still a little worried in his heart. If the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect and Small World Sect were to get entangled with him again, although he was not afraid, he was afraid that something would happen if he delayed Ling Jian's matter.
Before this, the matter regarding the Second Son had yet to come to an end. But now, it seemed that he had to finish the battle quickly ….
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