Boom! Boom! Boom!
…
As Cheng He shouted, the five of them, including him, had their Origin Energy skyrocketed. Their Profundities and Concepts followed like shadows as they prepared to disperse.
Leng Chi's eyes immediately locked onto Lu Qiu.
Ou Lie's eyes were locked onto the three Lu Clan's Guardian Elders.
Cheng He and the other two also locked onto their respective targets.
Whoosh!
Smack!
Just as Cheng He and the other four were about to make their moves, a sword cry that seemed to make their souls tremble resonated in the air.
Along with the whistling of the sword, there was a loud sound, as if something was being torn apart.
When the other four regained their senses, horror dawned on them.
Heavens!
What did they just see?!
Leng Chi, who was originally hovering in the air with them, had his body forcefully pierced through and split into two. His aura was gone in an instant.
One could tell from the cold expression on Leng Chi's face and the way he looked at Lu Qiu.
From the beginning until the end, Leng Chi did not even have time to react until his body was split into two.
Leng Chi was a Fourth Level Martial Monarch Stage martial artist. Once he used his Spirit Weapon and unleashed his full strength, he could unleash the strength of two ancient black dragons.
Such a person had died just like that. His death was swift and clean!
"He's dead?"
"I didn't even have time to blink, and he died?"
…
Many of the Lu Clan's disciples were shocked.
"Who is it? He's so powerful! "
Many of them were puzzled.
Soon after, the Lu Clan's people, including Cheng He and the three people next to him and the Clan Leader of Lu Clan, Lu Rui, shifted their attention to the area surrounded by the Lu Clan's people.
There was a lone figure there. It was a purple figure.
"Im … Impossible!"
When Cheng He saw the purple figure, his eyes widened in shock. He kept shaking his head as though he could not believe what was happening before his eyes.
The three people standing next to Cheng He had a grave expression on their faces as well.
"Damn it! Why didn't Cheng He say this young man has such terrifying strength? "
That was the only thought left in their minds at this moment.
They felt like they had been tricked by Cheng He.
"T-Elder Duan?"
Everyone from the Lu Family looked at the purple figure in front of them in horror.
They did not expect Elder Duan, who had only displayed the First Level Martial Monarch Stage Origin Energy earlier, to be so powerful.
This was especially true for Lu Qiu, the Former Clan Leader of Lu Clan. Not only was he shocked, but a hint of dread and disbelief could be seen in his eyes when he looked at the purple figure.
"Old Family Head, did you see Elder Duan's movements clearly?"
At this moment, four voice transmissions entered Lu Qiu's ears one after another. It was precisely Lu Rui and the three Lu Clan Guardian Elders asking him questions.
Lu Qiu shook his head.
Just now, when Leng Chi had stared at him, his gaze had also locked onto Leng Chi.
Until Leng Chi was killed, he did not move his eyes away.
However, even though he had witnessed the scene of Leng Chi's body being separated, he could not see clearly who had done it. He could not even see a figure.
All he heard was the sound of a sword whistling and the sound of Leng Chi's body being torn apart.
"This …"
Lu Rui and the others narrowed their eyes when they saw Lu Qiu shaking his head in denial. Their eyes were filled with disbelief when they looked at the purple figure again.
Especially Lu Rui.
He still remembered that three months ago, he had also faced Leng Chi.
The purple-clad young man in front of him was severely injured by Leng Chi in just one blow.
However, today, he had easily killed Leng Chi, a Martial Monarch powerhouse, without him being able to react at all.
The speed at which he killed Leng Chi was so fast that even Lu Qiu, one of the strongest people present, could not see it clearly.
"Y-Young Master."
In the distance, Xiong Quan looked at the purple figure hovering proudly in the air. His face was slightly stunned.
Since when did Young Master become so powerful?
"His strength … has improved tremendously."
Feng Tianwu, who had recovered from her injuries, also had her eyes fixed on the purple figure. As she muttered to herself, there was a hint of gentleness in her beautiful eyes.
She knew very well.
What he was doing now was to stand up for her.
The dead man had injured her earlier.
"Isn't Elder Duan too powerful? Isn't he just a First Level Martial Monarch martial artist? "
At this moment, many of the Lu Clan's elders who had regained their senses were shocked. Their eyes were also fixed on the purple figure.
"Elder Duan is so powerful!"
"That guy was killed by Elder Duan before he could even blink his eyes."
…
Each of the Lu Clan's disciples looked at the purple-clad young man with fanaticism in their eyes. Without exception, their faces were filled with worship that originated from their souls.
In everyone's heart, they dreamed of becoming a powerhouse who stood at the peak of the world.
However, not many people could do it.
However, today, they saw the shadow of their dreams in the purple-clad young man before them. It resonated strongly with them.
The purple figure, the purple-clad young man, was none other than Duan Lingtian!
Duan Lingtian stood there empty-handed.
The milky-white flame transformed from the Origin Energy on his body had been extinguished without anyone noticing. The Heaven and Earth Phenomenon above his head had also disappeared, leaving behind layers of mystery to the crowd.
"Y-You killed Leng Chi?"
When Cheng He looked at Duan Lingtian, there was no longer disdain in his eyes. There was only fear left.
"What's wrong? Guild Leader Cheng is so old that your eyesight has deteriorated? "
Duan Lingtian asked as he turned around and glanced at Cheng He indifferently.
"Y-You …"
When Cheng He saw Duan Lingtian's gaze that was as sharp as a sword, his face flushed red, and his body trembled.
The trembling of his body also affected his voice, causing it to tremble violently as well.
However, even after his voice trembled for a long time, he still could not form a complete sentence.
Until now.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that.
Cheng He was afraid.
His fear did not only come from the bottom of his heart, it came from the depths of his soul.
"What about me?"
Duan Lingtian asked with interest as he narrowed his eyes.
However, how could the current Cheng He possibly answer that question?
His forehead and face were covered in sweat.
He could not figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
Three months ago, the purple-clad young man who was like an ant to Leng Chi had become so terrifying in just three months. He had killed Leng Chi before Leng Chi even had a chance to react.
Now that he was targeted, his heart was filled with despair.
"If there's a next life, remember this … You can't afford to play with my fire! Even if you're a grade one alchemist, you can't! "
When Duan Lingtian saw that Cheng He had no reaction, his eyes gleamed fiercely as he spoke slowly.
When he reached the end of his sentence, a terrifying killing intent emanated from his body.
"No!"
When Cheng He sensed Duan Lingtian's killing intent, horror dawned on him as he cried out in shock.
However, as soon as his voice left his mouth, it came to an abrupt halt.
This was because a fine sword mark had appeared on his throat without him noticing.
As the sword mark split open, fresh blood gushed out as though it was worthless.
As for Cheng He, when the sword mark appeared on his throat, his eyes had already dimmed completely. He no longer made a sound.
Then, under the accompaniment of dazzling red roses, Cheng He's body fell to the ground. He was as dead as a doornail.
From then on, the Guild Leader of the Alchemist Guild's Main Guild in the Southern Outer Land was dead!
The moment Cheng He died, the scene fell into a dead silence again.
It was only when Duan Lingtian lifted his head and shifted his gaze that the Lu Clan's people present on the scene finally shifted their attention to Cheng He's three helpers.
Ou Lie, the Clan Leader of the Northern Mountain's Ou Clan.
Mo Jie, the Guild Leader of the Weapons Craftsmen Guild's Main Guild in the Southern Outer Land.
Other than him, the last person was the old man with the surname Chen. He was the powerhouse who always followed and protected him. His strength was not inferior to Ou Lie, Leng Chi, and Lu Qiu.
However, faced with Duan Lingtian who could kill Leng Chi with just a blow, he did not feel safe at all even if he was protected by the old man with the surname Chen.
"Duan … Elder Duan, I was also instigated by Cheng He this time. I have no intention of being invincible with you and becoming enemies with the Lu Clan!"
Mo Jie took a deep breath and looked at Duan Lingtian anxiously as he explained.
At this moment, he was no longer as arrogant as before. He was as docile as a little lamb in front of Duan Lingtian. Even Duan Lingtian was not used to it.
"Hurmph!"
However, Duan Lingtian ignored him. His eyes turned cold all of a sudden.
In the next moment, everyone saw Duan Lingtian was still standing in the same spot. He did not seem to have made any movements, but Mo Jie, the Guild Master of the Weapons Craftsmen Guild's Main Guild in the Southern Outer Land, was dead.
Mo Jie's head was severed from his body and fell from the sky.
"Die!"
The moment Mo Jie died, the expression of the blue-clad old man with the surname Chen changed drastically. His eyes turned cold.
A saber appeared in his hand as he charged toward Duan Lingtian in a ferocious manner.
At the same time, the Heaven and Earth Energy stirred in the sky above his head.
In the end, the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon solidified. A silhouette of an ancient black dragon and 8,000 silhouettes of ancient horned dragons appeared.
Whoosh!
The Spirit Saber in the old man's hand slashed toward Duan Lingtian in a ferocious manner. If it hit, Duan Lingtian would definitely be split into two.
However, the saber in the old man's hand that contained the strength of an ancient black dragon and 8,000 ancient horned dragons that was faster than lightning missed its target in the end.
This was because the moment the saber in his hand slashed down, his target had vanished into thin air.
Even in the eyes of Ou Lie and Lu Qiu, who were the strongest among the spectators, the purple figure had completely disappeared. Even they could not capture the slightest trace of the purple figure.
Whoosh!
As though a gust of wind had blown past, the purple figure reappeared behind the old man with the surname Chen.
"Is that all you've got?"
Duan Lingtian said nonchalantly when he appeared behind the old man with the surname Chen. His tone was filled with disdain. It was useless to look down on the old man with the surname Chen.
Sh * t!
When the old man with the surname Chen heard the voice behind him, horror dawned on his face. He wanted to quickly get away from the owner of the voice.
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