Most Conceited War God

White Tiger Cliff.    

When Yan Wu Dong's low and serious voice came out from his mouth, his figure quickly flew out from the ground, with a wave of his hand, he directly called for the disciples to leave the area. At the same time, his Yin Yang Fish Sword had already transformed into a ray of sword light that soared into the sky, shooting towards the white jade tiger's corpse, shattering it and landing on the area where the sound of something tearing through the air came from.    

According to his rough estimate, there were about a dozen or so auras that were not weaker than him that were quickly approaching. Obviously, the fluctuation just now had already attracted the disciples from the various large sects.    

"Whiz!"    

Sou sou!    

Sou sou sou!    

The disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect had just retreated when several figures with powerful auras flew out from various directions. Their eagle-like eyes swept across the crowd and a hint of wariness flashed in their eyes as they looked at each other.    

"Blood Cloud Roar, it's actually you!"    

"Shen Feng, I never thought that we would bump into each other here. Haha, it seems like you guys have been thinking about betraying the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect for a long time. Hehe, was what I said wrong?"    

"Xue Yunxiao, you are slandering me. We are also subordinates of the Myriad Lightning Sect, yet you dare to slander my Divine Lightning Sect. It seems that the one who truly wants to betray the Myriad Lightning Sect is you!"    

The two of them faced each other. The youth with the cold gaze of a blade suddenly landed on the arena, emitting an unusual aura. Both of them had actually already entered the eighth level of the Martial Dao.    

These two people were none other than the Eldest Senior Brothers of the Divine Lightning Sect and Blood Cloud Sect.    

Just as the two of them landed, more than ten figures appeared behind them from all directions. Within a short span of a few breaths, four people from the sect had arrived.    

"Qian Xinzi! You actually dare to come! "    

As he looked at the group of people that had appeared on the other side, the blood-red cloaked Xue Yunxiao's cold eyes were flickering with a bloody star-like glow. His gaze looked disdainful as he completely ignored the divine wind in front of him and instead locked onto the white-clothed Qian Xinzi from a distance.    

"Someone from the Thousand Heart Sect. Hur Hur. Interesting …"    

The Divine Wind smiled leisurely as his gaze swept across Qian Xinzi like lightning. A mysterious light surged in the depths of his eyes. A moment later, a meaningful smile appeared.    

He only had a meaningful smile on his face, but he did not say anything. That was because in that instant, he already knew that this Senior from the Thousand Heart Sect, Qian Xinzi, was only at the peak of the seventh level.    

If this level of cultivation had been used by him before he broke through, he would have placed some importance on it. However, this level of cultivation was not something that he needed to fear.    

Of course, even though Qian Xinzi had yet to break through, he was, after all, one of the top individuals amongst those at the peak of the seventh level. Even with his current strength, he would need to use some tactics to take care of Qian Xinzi by himself.    

This price was also not to be underestimated.    

Not sure, but there would be serious injuries to the brothers, and if it was serious, there would be deaths.    

As an opponent, killing each other was a matter of course. However, the sects were in a mess right now, so it was better to be wise.    

"Why would I not dare to come? Could it be that this sect belongs to your Blood Cloud Sect's family?! " Qian Xinzi took a step forward as an astonishing Spiritual Energy storm surged out from her body. It was as if there was an invisible pressure coming from her, causing the juniors behind her to involuntarily back up a few steps. Their faces were filled with disbelief, but soon after, their faces were filled with shock as they cried out in shock, "Eldest Brother, you've broken through to the eighth heaven!"    

Qian Xinzi's face was calm. She ignored Xue Yunxiao and the Divine Wind, but her gaze was like a sword, staring straight at the group in front of her.    

This group of people all wore blue daoist robes, and their sect was similar to the Qing-Yun Sect. However, they were not from the Qing-Yun Sect.    

He was a handsome young man in a cyan tight suit. He had a strong aura around him, and his body was as straight as a sword. However, he carried a long blade on his back, and his face didn't reveal much emotion.    

"Brother Qing Xuan, do you think that we should …" Qian Xinzi smiled in a friendly manner.    

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the youth called Qing Xuan.    

Therefore, whether it was the Blood Cloud Sect, the Divine Wind Sect, or even the Thousand Heart Sect, all of them had strange expressions on their faces.    

Amongst them, who didn't know that Qing Xuan, the eldest senior brother of the Qing Xuan Sect, was known to be a loner, always acting alone.    

Even though he was only at the peak of the seventh level, he had actually killed dozens of Eighth Heavenly Layer warriors. The Cyan Profound Saber in his hand was the strongest amongst all of them, bestowed upon him by the sect head, Qing Xuanzi. This was also a part of his strength, and even the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect would not be a match for him.    

And now, from the looks of it, Qian Xinzi seemed to have come to get closer to Qing Xuan.    

For a moment, everyone stared at the Qing Xuan Sect's side.    

"We should have teamed up." Qing Xuan said firmly, his voice sonorous and forceful.    

"Hua!"    

When these words were spoken, the surrounding crowd went into an uproar. Even Qian Xinzi was caught off guard and thought that he had misheard. As for the disciples of the Qing Xuan Sect, after hearing those words, they all began to calm their bodies.    

"Brother Qing Xuan, did I hear wrongly …?" Qian Xinzi rubbed her nose. She felt that she wasn't dreaming, so she smiled awkwardly.    

Because just now, he had been interrupted by Qing Xuan. In fact, he was already prepared to be rejected …    

However, no one would have thought that Qing Xuan, who had always been solitary, isolated and unapproachable, would also make an exception …    

Thus, if the two sects joined forces, they could easily match up against the Divine Wind Sect and Blood Cloud Sect!    

On the side of the Qing Xuan Sect, after the disciples had eased up, the tense atmosphere was immediately reduced by a lot.    

Qing Xuan, who was standing right in front of the group, suddenly narrowed his eyes. His bright eyes stared deeply at Qian Xinzi, who was smiling awkwardly at him. He said without much emotion, "Brother Qian Xin, what are you talking about? It is naturally not …"    

He did not finish his words. As he finished his sentence, his figure had already disappeared as if he had teleported. In the next moment, three pairs of eyes locked onto him.    

At this time, Qing Xuan had already appeared behind a disciple of the Cyan Profound Sect. His body suddenly straightened, and like a carp striking straight, the cyan profound knife on his back broke the sheath of his blade.    

"In your dreams!"    

"Heavenly Serpent Desire. If you want to launch a sneak attack, you have to ask whether I, Qing Xuan, will agree!"    

"Brother Qian Xin, please wake up. The one who is daydreaming is the Heavenly Serpent Mansion!"    

"Sky Serpent Mansion's people, since you're here, why are you pretending to be a ghost? Acting all pretentious?! "    

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