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The violent power of an Eighth Heavenly Layer martial artist was enough to destroy any existence in the surrounding space for miles, including martial arts cultivators of the Eighth Heavenly Layer. This made it so that they did not dare to rashly step foot into the area filled with the aura of danger and death …
In the Cloud Sky Mountain Range, several miles away from this world, the cultivators stared fearfully at the scene in the distance. Their eyes were filled with deep shock.
"Who exactly is the person that fought to the death with the little World Spiritist Alliance's elder?"
"That person shouldn't be an expert in the Martial Dao, he hasn't even reached the seventh level, right?"
"Could it be that he's only at the sixth level of the Martial Dao?"
"How is that possible? "He actually dares to fight to the death with an eighth heaven of martial arts master with just the divine path's ability. This is like trying to stir up a storm with his age!"
"If he was at the seventh or eighth level of the Refinement Realm, he would have long since used the two great abilities, the Spirit King and the King Kong. He would definitely not be attacked by his opponents and would only dodge. He would be as insignificant as a grain of sand."
"..."
The number of martial artists in the surrounding area increased. As the martial artists gathered together to discuss amongst themselves, their line of sight gradually shifted. Then, they looked at the dazzling lightning radiance within the chaotic aura field with stinging eyes.
"What's that?"
"It looks like a sword beam!"
"It should be a bolt of lightning that fell from the sky. The heavens must be jealous of that talented fighter, so they didn't like that talented warrior's fighting strength and directly hacked him to death, right?"
"I don't think so. It's quite possible that the elders of the little World's World Spirit angered the might of the heavens and bullied the weak. Even the heavens can't watch any longer."
Rumble rumble rumble!
The instant the Chaotic Sword chopped down, the sky and the earth shattered. The thundering sound of a boulder striking the ground resounded in everyone's ears. This kind of momentum was akin to raging thunder and lightning, and coupled with that lightning-like sword light, it did indeed seem like it was caused by the lightning in the world.
"Die …"
Ling Jian gripped the Chaotic World Sword tightly, and once again felt the berserk power of the Chaotic World Sword. Gathering his energy, he suddenly lowered the Chaotic World Sword and slashed across the Yin Elder's huge body, bringing with him a glow of a few meters, he landed on the ground at the side.
That piece of land was directly destroyed by that sword light, creating a ravine over a zhang in length.
Ah!
Old Yin's body froze as soon as the Chaotic Sword slashed across him. His huge head was covered in blood and his hideous expression had already slowly retreated. In its place was a dumbstruck look of disbelief.
He struggled to turn his head, trying his best to shift it to the side. He wanted to see what kind of divine sword was behind him that could slice his tyrannical body into two.
Under the convergence of his two great abilities, his body had become invulnerable to weapons. Ordinary weapons would definitely not be able to break through his defense.
The upper half of his body, which had been sliced by the Chaotic Sword, was directly split from the lower half of his body. After which, it fell apart and fresh blood sputtered out like a pillar. His enormous body slowly tilted downwards due to the loss of the support of his lower half.
Boom!
When the upper half of his body was completely free from the support of the lower half of his body, he fell down to the ground with a loud bang without any gravity.
Boom!
In the center of his palms, a strand of illusionary sword aura was continuously flowing. After having lost the wrapping of the enormous palm, it directly turned into a ray of light that soared along with the wind. Within a short span of a few breaths, it agglomerated into an illusionary sword aura that was three feet long.
Within Old Yin's huge palm, the tiny wisp of sword Qi had already sliced the flesh and blood into a bloody mess. The sword marks were all imprinted on his palm, it was extremely shocking.
"Without you, it would have been really difficult for me to kill this old man …"
Ling Jian's body fell down, and when he was in midair, he saw the sword qi that was flying towards him at an extremely fast speed. He pointed his finger at the air, and the sword qi seemed to have received some kind of mysterious summons, and directly landed under his feet, stopping his falling body.
"I'm really looking forward to the true Ten Thousand World Sword being condensed. Its power …"
Ling Jian steadied his body as his face filled with a formidable aura. As he stared at the gigantic figure whose lower body was still standing in front of him, the Shattered Sword became as smooth as a mirror, causing one to be unable to see any flaws.
"Grand Elder, if I meet you, I will end you with a chaotic sword!"
With a slightly dazed look, Ling Jian shifted his gaze away from the smooth, mirror-like appearance. Blood spurted out from there, dyeing the ground red. His heart was filled with fear from the sharpness of the Chaotic world's sword.
Sou sou!
From every direction, the sound of wind being torn apart could be heard. Among them, there were a few auras as as powerful as Old Yin that were shooting towards them at an extremely fast speed.
"Not good, the battle over here has alerted the warriors from all sides!"
His entire body was as tense as a cheetah, and he could scurry out at any time. Previously, when he was fighting Old Yin with all his might, he did not notice that the other experts in the surrounding area had already gathered, but now that they had sensed it, they naturally did not dare to continue to linger here. Instead, their feet abruptly tapped on the sword Qi, and their bodies soared into the sky, transforming into a ray of light as they scurried past Old Yin's body.
"This old man, as an elder, he can't be a pauper, right?"
At this moment, Ling Jian did not forget to take advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of the situation. He locked onto Old Yin's chest with a crafty gaze, and then he swept up one of the cloth bags and with a thought, the cloth bag disappeared into the mustard seed crystal.
Previously, when he had killed Elder Ash, under the power of the Three Thousand Stone Array, the treasures on his body had also been blasted into nothingness, becoming the only regret. At this time, the sinister elder's item, Ling Jian would naturally not miss it.
"Capture that boy! He killed the little World Spirit Sect's elders! Everyone, listen to my orders and attack together. Kill him and deliver him to the little World Sect Master for rewards!"
"When did such a young genius appear in the sect world!"
"Who is this kid? Why does his back feel a little familiar!"
Behind Ling Jian, there were many warriors shooting over from all directions. They were like locusts as they came down and appeared in the empty space ten Zhang away from him. All of their faces were gloomy as they stared at the youth that was emitting sword energy.
"Attack! This boy has just fought a great battle. No matter how monstrous of a genius he is, he is absolutely not our match!"