Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Looking at the battle in midair, Situ Yaning rubbed her eyes with all her might.    

What kind of joke was this?    

Qian Luofann had actually been suppressed.    

Who was the true Half Step Martial King?    

Wasn't this guy a Martial Sect Stage? How did he do it?    

Even though she found out from her big brother that Ao Lingchen's strength was on par with his, she was still shocked when she saw him suppress Qian Luofann.    

The other people from the Saint Asura Sect were just as shocked as Situ Yaning!    

This result was too surprising.    

Who would have thought that a peer from the Wilderness would be so powerful?    

This battle had completely changed the impression that the disciples of Saint Asura Sect had of the Desolate Domain.    

It turned out that the Desolate Domain, which was lagging behind in the Desolate Land, also had such a powerful seed. It also had such an amazing talent.    

Ao Lingchen used his strength to explain one thing to the people of the Saint Asura Sect. Don't look down on the new disciples. The new disciples were also very powerful.    

"That's it. Let's stop."    

Ao Lingchen was quite polite.    

In his opinion, it was better to keep a low profile since he had just entered the Saint Asura Sect.    

He didn't want to make enemies as soon as he arrived. Although he didn't care and wasn't afraid of making enemies, he hated trouble.    

Therefore, he wanted to give his opponent a way out.    

However...    

It was obvious that Qian Luofann was unwilling to accept his good intentions and did not want to borrow this way out.    

"Don't think that you can defeat me like this. This is only the beginning." Qian Luofann roared in anger. His attitude was very tough.    

To be more precise, he was not willing to give up.    

"Soul Devouring Lightning Sword."    

The long sword was in the air, the blade of the sword was shining with a brilliant electric arc, the power contained within this sword was very terrifying.    

In a fit of rage, Qian Luofann unleashed his strongest attack in the shortest amount of time possible.    

When he heard this tough response and the ferocious killing move of his opponent, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Ao Lingchen's eyes.    

"Then I won't be polite anymore."    

An overbearing and powerful magnetic voice sounded from Ao Lingchen's mouth.    

I have already given you a way out. Since you don't want to come down, don't blame me for being impolite.    

Good people are bullied, and good horses are ridden by others. Do you really think that you are strong enough to bully the weak?    

Ao Lingchen instantly turned into a furious lion and lunged at Qian Luofann with his sword.    

In an instant, a shocking collision occurred in the sky.    

In a courtyard not far from the square, a young man was standing by the window of a pavilion. He looked curiously at the two people fighting in the distance.    

Looking at Ao Lingchen who was suppressing Qian Luofann, a faint smile appeared on his face.    

He originally wanted to leave the Saint Asura Sect and go out to train, but because of some matters, he chose to stay here for a while and saw this scene.    

"Interesting! This little guy who came from the Desolate Domain was not bad. Qian Luofann was going to lose. I never thought that there would be such an interesting person in a small place. I really can't look down on everyone in the world. This world is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers! I hope this little guy has the chance to join us. Life is too peaceful. I would like someone to challenge me."    

The man muttered to himself.    

If a disciple of the Saint Asura Sect heard these words at this moment, he would definitely be shocked.    

This man was a monstrous genius of the Saint Asura Sect. He was called a young giant, and he was also known as Chang Hennge, who was also known as the Demon Devil Blood Axe.    

He actually said that he hoped that Ao Lingchen would have the chance to join them.    

What did the 'they' that he spoke of represent?    

It represented a monstrous genius who could be called a peerless Heavenly Pride and a young giant.    

In the square, Situ Yaning glanced at the scene of the intense battle and shook his head slightly.    

Qian Luofann was going to lose.    

Ao Lingchen attacked with force, showing no mercy.    

At this moment, he was a proud swordsman. He could kill a person with ten steps, and he could kill anyone within a thousand miles!    

Wherever my sword goes, a three foot radius is a forbidden zone.    

Every strike is very fast!    

Every sword is very cold!    

Ao Lingchen was like a cloud moving like water. His fierce attack forced Qian Luofann to retreat, and he could only defend in a hurry.    

From time to time, his body would be cut open by the sword in Ao Lingchen's hand, and blood would splash everywhere.    

"So fast!"    

"So strong!!"    

Qian Luofann's face turned pale with fright, and a look of shock appeared on his face!    

In front of the whooshing sound of the wind, he could only try his best to reduce the number of wounds on his body.    

However, even so, even though he had used all his strength to block it, he still couldn't block Qian Luofann's killing move.    

Every time the sword in Ao Lingchen's hand stabbed forward furiously, a bloody hole would appear on his body. Blood would gush out from the wound like a fountain, unable to stop the flow of blood.    

Ao Lingchen's performance made many female disciples of Saint Asura Sect look at him with fanatical eyes.    

Even Situ Ya Ning's crystal-like eyes were filled with fanaticism.    

Confidence, decisiveness, swift and fierce attacks, but not lacking elegance.    

All sorts of advantages gathered in one body.    

How could such a man not be tempting to her?    

Qian Luofann's face alternated between green and white, looking extremely ugly.    

He was defeated, utterly defeated.    

However, his opponent had clearly had many chances to send him flying and defeat him, but he didn't do so.    

It seemed like he didn't intend to defeat him cleanly, but rather wanted to torture him.    

Killing the heart!    

Qian Luofann almost vomited blood when he thought of this.    

Looking at the strange fight in midair, the atmosphere in the square became extremely strange.    

The frenzy from the beginning had turned into silence. Many of the people who were cheering were dumbfounded by what they saw.    

What was wrong with this world?    

A Martial Sect Stage beating a Half Step Martial King was extremely violent.    

This seemingly harmless boy next door was actually so fierce.    

Was another young tycoon about to rise?    

Everyone was dumbfounded.    

Situ Yaning said, "This time, Qian Luofann has given his face to someone else. He must have gotten someone to rub his face on the ground."    

Anyone could tell that Qian Luofann had lost.    

When he attacked Ao Lingchen, Qian Luofann was full of confidence. He looked like he was going to teach a lesson to all of you country bumpkins from the Desolate Border today.    

It was just the result.    

It could only be described as horrible to look at.    

Facing Ao Lingchen, not only did Qian Luofann fail to achieve the magnificent feat of teaching all of you a lesson in his heart, he was instead taught a lesson by the other party.    

Everyone could see that his defeat was inevitable in this battle. There was no doubt about it.    

No matter how Qian Luofann struggled, he had no chance of turning the tables in front of Ao Lingchen, who had a stronger combat strength.    

It seemed like ___'s cultivation base wasn't as good as yours, and he was still a level away from you. However, he had been suppressing you from the very beginning, making it impossible for you to see even a trace of hope.    

He had made you see only despair, endless despair.    

Ao Lingchen represented the young generation of Desolate Domain and displayed his incredible strength. It was as if he was telling the other disciples of Saint Asura Sect that he wasn't any weaker than them.    

Furthermore, I can beat you self-righteous geniuses.    

Qian Luofann was powerless in the face of such a powerful Ao Lingchen. His opponent's ferocious attack had suppressed him, making it impossible for him to unleash his full strength.    

"Let's attack together and kill him!"    

Qian Luofann shouted at the Saint Asura Sect disciples around him. His heart was overwhelmed by anger, and his killing intent was ignited. He was truly furious!    

One should know that there were countless pairs of eyes watching him.    

The scene of being tortured by someone made his face burn with anger.    

He wanted to teach this guy who made him lose face a lesson.    

Even if he wanted to borrow the strength of others, it would still be the same.    

In the face of Qian Luofann's madness, most of the disciples watching the battle on the side were watching carefully as Ao Lingchen was being beaten by Qian Luofann, not daring to make a move.    

However, Qian Luofann still had quite a number of lackeys. At least a dozen disciples of Saint Asura Sect suppressed the fear in their hearts and attacked.    

One of them was even an A Half Step Martial King.    

"Go, let him know that he shouldn't be too arrogant."    

"Let him know why the flowers are so red!"    

Waves of shouts of killing rang out.    

In an instant, it turned into a group of people ganging up on Ao Lingchen.