Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the astral sword pierced through the furious spikes.    

Qian Luofann rushed towards Ao Lingchen with great force. The sword in his hand stabbed fiercely and fiercely.    

"What a fast sword!"    

The corner of his eye quietly swept across.    

Without any hesitation, Ao Lingchen held the sword Qing Chen lent him and counterattacked.    

He did not focus on the sword, but his understanding of the sword was not bad either.    

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to master the Essence Sword Sect's King's Sword Technique.    

Clang!    

The two swords collided, and an ear-splitting sound of collision instantly erupted.    

A violent gust of wind exploded from the point of collision.    

Hmm?    

Qian Luofann immediately felt that something was not right the moment they collided.    

Why was this guy so strong?    

Also, how could his aura faintly match his?    

Impossible, this little devil was only at the Peak of Martial Sect Stage, while he was at the Half Step Martial King.    

"You are too arrogant, you will die a miserable death."    

Qian Luofann's eyes shone with a fierce light, and his voice carried the aura of death.    

Immediately after that, the sword in his hand flew out once again.    

A dark and corrosive sword light slashed through the air.    

Just as the sword was about to stab Ao Lingchen, Qian Luofann's eyes lit up. He thought to himself, "Die!"    

The speed of the sword light suddenly increased.    

Qian Luofann was trying to plot against his opponent.    

The disciples of Saint Asura Sect who were watching the battle felt as if they could see Qian Luofann waving the sword in his hand and piercing through Ao Lingchen's head. Their blood started boiling.    

The battle would make them feel hot blooded, and it would make them feel passionate.    

Everyone was looking forward to this scene.    

However, just as this sword that contained a shocking power was about to strike, Ao Lingchen's feet moved in the air. A strange energy ripple appeared under his feet, and then his body moved to the right in a strange manner.    

His figure flashed past quickly.    

Swoosh!    

The sharp sword radiance brushed past him.    

"How is this possible?"    

Qian Luofann's body flashed past. His pupils shrank rapidly. He was stunned by what he saw. He didn't dare to imagine what was happening in front of him.    

He knew very well how fast his sword was. Furthermore, the moment the sword was about to pierce through Ao Lingchen, he instantly unleashed his strength and increased his speed dramatically. All of this happened so suddenly.    

Who would have thought that such a sudden attack would be dodged by his opponent?    

How was this possible?    

Qian Luofann looked at Ao Lingchen in shock. His opponent's reaction was so fast that it shocked him.    

Ao Lingchen stared coldly in front of him. After dodging Qian Luofann's fierce attack, his figure stepped in the air and strangely rushed forward.    

At this moment, he was like a proud and aloof king. His figure flickered in the air and was faintly visible.    

What was shocking was that his body was emitting a killing intent that could make people tremble.    

"Today, I will use your defeat to declare that I have come to the Saint Asura Sect!"    

Ao Lingchen's cold and deep voice was heard.    

Qian Luofann's overbearing manner made him very dissatisfied. He wanted to teach him a lesson.    

A lesson that he remembered deeply.    

Everyone stared at the collision in the air.    

Soon, everyone's gaze changed.    

They saw Ao Lingchen's figure moving across the sky like a ghost, his speed comparable to a shooting star streaking across the sky.    

What was even more terrifying was that his body was filled with an invincible aura. He waved the sword in his hand crazily with an invincible will, like a sword dancing wildly.    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

The intense sound of the Golden Metal crying seemed to be playing a rare tune.    

Faced with such a ferocious attack, Qian Luofann was somewhat caught off guard. He hurriedly blocked it, and sometimes, he was even unable to react to some of the killing moves.    

So strong?    

How could this be possible...    

Qian Luofann's expression changed dramatically as he blocked the ferocious attack.    

The situation seemed to be different from what he had imagined.    

Swoosh!    

Seeing Qian Luofann dodge, Ao Lingchen didn't have any intention of letting him go. Without hesitation, he waved the sharp sword in his hand wildly.    

A cool breeze blew by, but it was also abnormally swift and fierce.    

Facing such an attack, Qian Luofann could only dodge hastily.    

Ao Lingchen's power was somewhat out of his expectations.    

However, Qian Luofann was still a Half Step Martial King after all. Since he dared to attack, he naturally wouldn't be weak.    

Apart from being slightly embarrassed by his opponent's attack at the beginning, he also quickly stabilized his body and counterattacked.    

The two sword lights kept flashing and intersecting in midair. Sparks flew everywhere, and sword energy shot out in all directions.    

"Very strong."    

Ao Lingchen forced back the incoming figure with his sword. He slightly narrowed his eyes.    

The longsword in his five slender and fair fingers trembled slightly, producing a buzzing sound.    

It was as if they were cheering excitedly.    

Whoosh!    

One slash!    

It stabbed out violently.    

Black light flickered.    

The sword was very fast.    

It was also very cold.    

It was like a pitch black bolt of lightning.    

His body moved along with the sword. He took a step forward and stepped on the void. In an instant, Ao Lingchen appeared in front of Qian Luofann.    

The oppressive killing intent made Qian Luofann's breathing tremble.    

The long sword was thrust out at a very fast speed. It was almost as if it had struck Qian Luofann's body in the blink of an eye.    

Clang!    

An ear-piercing sound of Golden Metal colliding rang out.    

Qian Luofann's face was deathly pale as he swung his sword to block this deadly strike. His body swiftly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding his killing move.    

However, Ao Lingchen's attack was not that simple.    

Almost at the moment when Qian Luofann blocked the attack.    

Another sword attack was launched.    

The angle of the attack was extremely tricky.    

Even though Qian Luofann's reaction speed was very fast, he was still stabbed in the arm by the sword. Blood splashed out along with the sword.    

After succeeding in his attack, Ao Lingchen didn't show any mercy when he got the upper hand. He repeatedly used the Profound Heavenly Three Styles in his hand.    

The ferocious attack caused numerous wounds to appear on Qian Luofann's body.    

Blood splashed everywhere, and splashed down under the shocked gazes of the crowd.    

Apart from those who had witnessed Ao Lingchen's power, the rest of the people were stunned, and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.    

A Half Step Martial King Heavenly Pride was used to fight a Martial Sect Stage warrior, but in the end, it was suppressed by a Martial Sect Stage warrior.    

Was this a dream?    

What was going on in this world?    

Crazy!    

A monster at the level of a young tycoon?    

Could such a monster really appear in the Desolate Border?    

How could there be such a person in such a poor place?    

Everyone was shocked by Ao Lingchen's power.    

They were speechless by his power.    

At this moment, the ridicule in their eyes had disappeared. They were thinking about how they should befriend this monstrous genius who seemed to have the potential to become a young giant.    

The spectators were extremely shocked in their hearts.    

However, this did not have much effect on the two people who were currently fighting. The two of them were still bathed in blood and fighting intensely under the gazes of everyone present.    

Ao Lingchen was waving his sword crazily in the air. From time to time, he would leave a trail of blood on his opponent's body.    

A victorious smile appeared on Ao Lingchen's face when he felt his opponent's counterattack.    

He had a rough understanding of the opponent's strength. Even Sikong Honghua was stronger than him. Even without using the Nine-floored Tower, he was 100% confident that he could defeat his opponent.    

Qian Luofann tried his best to resist Ao Lingchen's attack. He struggled to hold on and secretly looked for a chance to counterattack.    

In his heart, he regretted being the one to stand out. This newcomer was too ferocious. He was simply a monster.    

But even so, he absolutely couldn't admit that Ao Lingchen was very strong and that he was inferior to him.    

Today, no matter what, he had to suppress this man in front of him and suppress his arrogance.    

He wanted to regain face for himself.