Whoosh!
Like a gust of wind, the purple figure that disappeared from the encirclement of Wu Jian and the four old men reappeared in the sky above them.
"There he is!"
"That's too fast! Even the Young Sect Leader of True Martial Sect, a Seventh Level Martial Monarch, couldn't react in time. "
"I'm afraid his cultivation base is not just at the Seventh Level Martial Monarch Stage!"
"I'm not sure about his cultivation base … However, the fact that he could disappear under Wu Jian's nose means that Wu Jian can't keep up with his speed. His strength is stronger than Wu Jian! "
…
The group of guests in the Zhou Clan's Auction Square shifted their gaze to the sky above Wu Jian and the four old men. A purple-clad young man stood there. It was none other than Duan Lingtian.
When Wu Jian and the four old men regained their senses and lifted their heads to look at the purple figure above them, horror dawned on them.
"His speed … How is it possible that he's so fast?!"
Wu Jian's face turned grave.
As a Seventh Level Martial Monarch, he naturally knew what it meant to have such a fast speed.
It meant that his opponent's strength was far more powerful than his!
This was because speed was directly driven by one's strength.
When he thought about how fast his opponent was and how difficult it was to catch him, he felt helpless.
"Young Sect Leader, I'm afraid we're no match for him … Let's return first and inform the Sect Leader before we make a decision."
"That's right, Young Sect Leader. Where there's life, there's hope! There's no need to lose our lives in a moment of anger. "
"Young Sect Leader, the Sect Leader will avenge Little Young Sect Leader."
…
At this moment, the four old men next to Wu Jian tried to persuade him through Voice Transmission. They knew that if Wu Jian continued to be stubborn, he would not be the only one who would die.
The four of them would die with him as well!
For Martial Monarch powerhouses like them, nobody knew better than them how difficult it was to obtain their cultivation base.
Due to this reason, they cared more about their own lives.
"Ah!"
Wu Jian's expression changed when he heard the four old men's Voice Transmission. In the end, he lifted his head and shouted as though he was venting his anger.
Then, he said coldly, "Let's go!"
He was about to leave with the four old men when he finished speaking.
"Did I say all of you can leave?"
However, this sentence caused the five of them, including Wu Jian, to pause. Their expressions were ugly as they looked at the sky above them where the voice had originated from.
The voice came from Duan Lingtian.
Duan Lingtian stood there. His purple robe was similar to Feng Qingyang's, and he looked very elegant. Coupled with his almost perfect handsome face, he attracted the gazes of many women in the Zhou Clan's auction house.
"What? You still want to keep us here? "
Wu Jian looked at Duan Lingtian and sneered. "We're indeed weaker than you, but if you dare to touch us, you'll be making an enemy of the entire True Martial Sect! The True Martial Sect will definitely not let you off. "
"Young man, although your strength is not bad, you're still lacking when compared to the powerhouses of our True Martial Sect … Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't harm others and yourself."
An old man beside Wu Jian added. Between his words, there was a trace of arrogance between his brows.
"True Martial Sect? Harm others and myself? "
Duan Lingtian smiled when he heard Wu Jian and the old man's words. It was a brilliant smile that sent chills down Wu Jian and the others' spines.
"What's he smiling about?"
At once, Duan Lingtian attracted the attention of everyone in the Zhou Clan's auction house. Duan Lingtian's smile sent chills down their spines.
"Do you think he'll dare to kill Wu Jian and the others?"
"I don't think so. I'm afraid the death of Wu Jie is enough to make the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect fly into a rage! If Wu Jian dies as well, the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect will lose his bloodline. I'm afraid he'll go completely crazy. "
"Moreover, Wu Jian is only in his fifties, and he's already at the Seventh Level Martial Monarch Stage. I heard he's already considered as the next successor to the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect. If Wu Jian dies, not only will the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect be enraged, but the entire True Martial Sect's high-ranking officials will be enraged as well! "
"If he kills Wu Jie, only the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect will interfere … However, if he kills Wu Jian, I'm afraid the True Martial Sect's strongest people will be enraged and attack him together!"
"Due to this reason, I don't think he'll dare to kill Wu Jian … At most, he'll just scare him."
"I think so too."
…
Discussions continued in the Zhou Clan's auction house.
Most people thought Duan Ling Tian was trying to intimidate Wu Jian and the others by asking them to stay. He did not intend to kill them.
However, there were two people who did not think so.
One of them was naturally Feng Tianwu.
The other person was Zhou Ji.
Although Zhou Ji had only interacted with Duan Lingtian once, it was during that time that he realized how fearless this young man was. It was an arrogance that did not fear anyone!
"That's right! It's easy for you to make a move on us, but if you do, you won't be able to bear the consequences. "
Another old man behind Wu Jian said.
"The Young Sect Leader is the next successor to the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect. If you dare to make a move on him, you'll be making an enemy out of the entire True Martial Sect! At that time, you'll be hunted down by the entire True Martial Sect! "
Another old man said.
"Hunted down by the True Martial Sect?"
The smile on Duan Lingtian's face did not change as he muttered to himself, "That sounds … interesting."
"In that case, in order to make the True Martial Sect hunt me down, I can only sacrifice all of you!"
Soon after, Duan Lingtian changed the topic as he looked at Wu Jian and the others with killing intent in his eyes. The cold air emitted from his body seemed to have transformed into a cold wind that caused everyone in the Zhou Clan's auction house to shudder involuntarily.
As soon as Duan Lingtian's words left his mouth …
Duan Lingtian raised his hand, and a three-foot-long blade that was completely formed from five-colored energy appeared and hovered next to him.
Following that, as the air around his body vibrated, another eight three-foot-long blades that were completely formed from five-colored energy appeared.
A total of nine three-foot-long blades hovered around him.
"Oh no!"
When Wu Jian and the others heard Duan Lingtian's words, their expressions changed.
Run!
In the next moment, this was the only thought left in their minds.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
…
Wu Jian took the lead, wanting to escape.
The other four old men fled in different directions with all their might.
"Escape?"
Duan Lingtian smiled. Then, his eyes turned cold as he slowly uttered five words.
"Nine Tribulations Sword Manipulation Technique!"
As Duan Lingtian uttered the word 'technique', the nine three-foot-long blades that were formed from five-colored energy around him disappeared into thin air before most people's eyes.
Of course, they did not really disappear. They were so fast that many people could not react in time.
"So fast!"
On the auction stage, Zhou Ji could vaguely see the traces of Duan Lingtian's nine swords. The nine swords were so fast that he could not help but break out in cold sweat.
"His ability is indeed more powerful than mine!"
This was the first thought that came to Zhou Ji's mind. "If I had attacked him when he killed Zhou Li … I'm afraid my outcome would be the same as Zhou Li's."
He did not doubt this at all.
The purple-clad young man before him had the ability to do so.
Today, as long as the people at the Zhou Clan's Auction Square lifted their heads, they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
As the nine three-foot-long blades that were formed from five-colored energy around the purple-clad young man disappeared into thin air, Wu Jian and the other four old men who were about to flee paused in midair at the same time.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
…
Soon after, five clouds of blood mist shot out from their bodies and bloomed. It was as though they had transformed into five gorgeous fireworks that were extremely eye-catching.
In the next moment, Wu Jian and the other four old men fell head first. After flying for a distance due to inertia, they fell hard on the ground and became a few puddles of flesh and blood.
Duan Lingtian stood in the air and watched the scene before him calmly.
As for the nine three-foot-long blades that had disappeared into thin air around him, they never returned. It was as though they had completely disappeared.
The Heaven and Earth Energy that was stirring in the air above his head also dissipated before it could form the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon. It was as though it had never appeared.
Silence.
The entire Zhou Clan's Auction Square was terrifyingly silent.
At this moment, even if a needle was thrown to the ground, the sound would be heard clearly.
Everyone's gaze landed on the purple-clad figure in the air. The purple-clad figure seemed to have become extremely tall and big in their eyes.
"It seems like … I've underestimated him."
The corner of Zhou Ji's mouth twitched violently.
When the purple-clad young man dodged the attacks of Wu Jian and the other four, he could already tell that the purple-clad young man was more powerful than him. However, he only felt that the purple-clad young man was slightly more powerful than him.
Now that he had personally witnessed the purple-clad young man killing Wu Jian and the other four old men in the blink of an eye, he finally realized the difference between them.
"Even if it was me … If he wanted to kill me, I'm afraid he could kill me in an instant."
Zhou Ji's heart skipped a beat. Fear still lingered in his heart when he recalled the incident that happened backstage.
It was fortunate that he did not make a move at that time.
Otherwise, he would not be standing here right now.
"He's the one who killed Zhou Li?"
Outside the Zhou Clan's Auction Square, two figures stood on top of an inconspicuous building. They were both old men. At this moment, one of the old men was speaking slowly.
"His strength is at least at the Eighth Level Martial Monarch Stage or even higher … However, I can't help but admire his courage. He actually dared to kill both of Wu Lie's sons consecutively. I wonder how angry Wu Lie would be if he found out about this. "
In the end, he said to the old man next to him, "Second Elder, you're fast … Go to the True Martial Sect and inform Wu Lie about this."
Wu Lie was the current Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect.
At the same time, he was also the father of Wu Jie and Wu Jian who were killed by Feng Tianwu and Duan Lingtian.
"Yes, Clan Leader."
When the old man heard this, he responded and disappeared into thin air.
"It's a good thing that the Grand Elder hasn't come out from his closed-door cultivation yet … Otherwise, with his temper, he would've definitely attacked this young man. I wonder where this young man came from? "
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