Most Conceited War God

Ling Jian playfully stood on top of a mountain peak that was protruding from the rocks. With a cold expression, he looked at the Thousand Stone Wave that was quickly shooting out and stopped in front of him.    

"Damn it, boy, I admit that you are very strong. If you have the guts, just say it!"    

Qian Shitou knew that his attempt to escape was futile, so he decided not to try to escape anymore. Instead, he turned around coldly and stared at Ling Jian, whose expression was just as cold.    

At this moment, the youth was gripping the sword hilt tightly, the sword tip facing forward and the sword tip facing backwards. Although he did not see what kind of treasured sword was in Ling Jian's hand, but he could feel a terrifying energy spreading.    

A wave of dangerous aura approached his eyebrows and eyelashes.    

Thousandstone was extremely shocked. Although he already knew that it was impossible to activate the Three Thousand Stone Array, he did not expect that there was actually such a terrifying object in his opponent's hands …    

For him to be able to stop, it was not without reason. On one hand, he knew that it was impossible for the formation to be activated again, and on the other hand, it was because his cultivation was not bad either. He was confident that even if he could not defeat Ling Jian, it was more than enough to escape.    

Now, when he saw the sword behind Ling Jian, the confidence in his heart was instantly shattered.    

This brat, who exactly was this divine child, to actually have such an unending set of methods?    

At the same time, he protected Jie Qian's corpse in front of him. Then, he revealed a cruel smile, pretended to hide himself, and said, "Boy, although I do not know what school you are from, after you kill everyone from the little World Spirit Sect, do you think you can still walk out of the Cloud Sky Mountain Range?"    

Just as the words of the thousand stone wave sounded out, the strength that had already been gathered on its legs suddenly erupted like a flash flood, causing dust to fly into the air and temporarily blocking Ling Jian's line of sight. His figure shot out like a cheetah, appearing a couple of feet away in the blink of an eye, pointing at the mountain top as he directly fled.    

Ling Jian was slightly stunned, he did not understand the meaning behind Bai Qianlou's words. Could it be that, after he killed Old Gray and the others, there were more people from the small world sects in the Cloud Sky Mountain Range?    

"Damn it!"    

If there were still people from the Small World Sect nearby, this brat definitely could not let him slip away. Otherwise, once the matter was exposed, it would undoubtedly implicate the entire Qing-Yun Sect. Although he was not afraid of danger, he still had to consider the bigger picture.    

"Go to hell!"    

Ling Jian stomped on the ground with his feet and shot out explosively. The Chaotic World Sword was lifted above his head, the sword tip pointed forward, and the sword arm suddenly raised backwards, before releasing it. The Chaotic World Sword transformed into a shocking ray of light, piercing through space, and even the void was torn apart by the Sword Qi.    

All of the pores on his body stood up, and just as the sword light was about to pierce through his body, the Thousand-stone Wave suddenly threw Jie Qianzhi's body out of his embrace and directly collided with the World Sword. "Boom!"    

Ka-cha! *    

The Chaotic Sword directly pierced through Jie Qianzhi's body and minced him into pieces. The blood fog that filled the air danced and the stone waves that surrounded them were enveloped in a bloody mist, a good Thousand Swords Wave, in the instant that he flung Jie Qianzhi into the air, a black wing seemingly grew out from behind him, and with a black shadow of a feather that was several tens of meters long, his body, under the obstruction of the Chaotic Sword, directly soared into the sky.    

"Stinking brat, if this Saint were to escape this time, I will find you for revenge no matter where you go!"    

Qian Shilang's body suddenly trembled. The black wings that had extended from his shoulders flapped and his body rose up once again. He flew into the distance. It was as if he was a falcon soaring through the horizon.    

This was something which he had acquired from a ruin, something which he had refined long ago. Now, it was of use.    

Ling Jian's eyes were filled with surprise as well, clearly not expecting that his opponent's method would be so frequent. A sharp sword light shot out from his dark pupils, and a black light flew down from his arm, landing in his palm. Within his sea of consciousness, the sword energy directly covered the dagger, and fiercely tore through the void, shooting towards the Thousand Stone Waves that was about to turn into a black dot.    

Boom!    

In the distance, a violent ripple could be heard, as if it was being torn apart by some kind of force. The black blade-light brought with it several splatters of blood and a few pieces of flesh, disappearing from Ling Jian's line of sight.    

At the end of his line of sight, there seemed to be a tottering body falling down from the skies …    

"Hmph, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will still fall to your death …"    

Ling Jian's face paled as he steadied his body. He stood in his original spot and smacked his palm forward. Very soon, an illusory ray of sword Qi flew from the void in the distance to his palm, bringing with it a hint of blood-red light.    

"Crap, because the dagger is too far away, it is unable to be pulled back …"    

Ling Jian's heart trembled as he looked at the Sword Qi in his palm that was on the verge of dissipating. Without any hesitation, he withdrew the Sword Qi back into his sea of consciousness.    

"I hope this kid is dead. It would be best if he was eaten by the jackals and tigers. Otherwise, I hope there won't be any unimaginable trouble …"    

Ling Jian thought to himself.    

Ling Jian cleared up the distracting thoughts in his mind, and roughly judged the location where the Thousand-stone Wave was falling. With a wave of his hand, the Luan Luan Sword flew into his palm, and then rushed in the general direction where the Thousand-Stone Wave was falling.    

"If he is alive, I want to see him, if he is dead, I want to see his corpse!"    

Ling Jian did not wish for himself to bring unnecessary trouble to the sect. Even if this Thousand Stone Waves were to die, he had to find its corpse.    

Boom!    

With the Chaotic Sword in hand, Ling Jian moved like a bolt of lightning, his body suddenly shot out a few times, and he was already more than a dozen feet away. On the sword, a sword light flashed, and with a sudden slash, he leveled the forest in front of him with his sword, chasing after the location where the thousand stone waves landed at an astonishing speed.    

In the mountain forest that Ling Jian walked past, the beasts were roaring continuously. Some of them had just seen a phantom image for a moment, and the next moment, they were sliced by the ruthless sword light.    

Wherever Ling Jian passed by, the roars of beasts shook the skies, causing even the beasts of the eighth heaven of the martial path to tremble.    

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