Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Everyone stared at the Stellar Battle Platform with burning eyes. They were all eager to know the result of the war. They all wanted to know who was stronger and who defeated their opponent. Who had been stabbed? Doubt and curiosity emerged in everyone's eyes.    

"Big Brother Ao, you will win, you will definitely win."    

Qianqian clenched her fists tightly. Xia Jingxue's big watery eyes were wide open. Her eyes were filled with excitement and her face was trembling. She was filled with worry.    

When one fell in love with a person, one's mood would fluctuate because of his every move. Currently, Ao Lingchen was fighting a powerful enemy and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive. How could Xia Jingxue not be worried and worried?    

Tian Haiyu's eyes moved down and glanced at the nervous Xia Jingxue at the side. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he revealed a calm smile. He said confidently, "Don't worry, Ao Lingchen is terrifyingly strong. Although You Ming was powerful, he wanted to defeat Ao Lingchen. That's too much. "    

His words were filled with confidence. Tian Haiyu had faith in Ao Lingchen from the bottom of his heart. He firmly believed that the person who could stand on the fighting stage in the end would be the person he thought of.    

"As expected."    

After a pause, Tian Haiyu's face moved slightly, revealing an expression that was exactly the same as what I thought.    

"Hiss."    

"Sssss!"    

The sound of cold air being sucked in and the sound of an uproar rang out at the same time. Everyone in the plaza revealed an expression of shock.    

"It seems like your Flood Dragon Kill is still a bit inferior."    

On the nebula, Lee Zhen chuckled with a faint smile. His eyes revealed some pride, and his face revealed some satisfaction.    

Beside him, Huyan Xiu's face was gloomy and ashen. It was as black as cow dung, and he remained silent. However, everyone present could feel the madness and pressure within his body.    

On the Stellar Battle Platform, dazzling and resplendent starlight shone in all directions. The long sword in Ao Lingchen's hand, which was glowing with a cold light, stabbed into You Ming's chest, which was half-kneeling on the ground, and pierced through his heart. Bright red blood gushed out from the wound and flowed along the sharp blade. Finally, it dripped down from the tip of the sword, one drop at a time.    

"You lost!"    

A cold voice came out of Ao Lingchen's mouth as he looked coldly at the person in front of him.    

In that split second just now, it seemed like the two of them only had a fierce clash of swords and swords in the storm. In fact, when the sword light and the Flood Dragon shattered, and when no one was able to look at them, they were like walking steel wires, treading on thin ice against the violent storm of swords and sabers. Intense fighting broke out as the swords and sabers clashed, and a large number of sword and saber lights appeared. Finally, Ao Lingchen used his mental strength to first detect the trajectory of the blade light in the Netherworld and pierced through his heart with his sword. Finally, he cut down the strong enemy.    

It was also because the sword pierced through his heart that the crowd in the square was in an uproar. They gasped, because this was fatal. Could it be that in the first battle, there would be a heaven's pride expert's blood splashing five steps?    

Quite a few people's eyes surged with blazing heat. They had expressions of anticipation, as if they wanted to push the excitement to an even higher climax.    

There was a sea of people in the square, but it was extremely quiet. Everyone was concentrating on Ao Lingchen. Whether or not the Heavenly Pride would fall, the power of the ruler would be in his hands. As long as his sword pierced through the heart of the Netherworld, it would shoot out a sharp sword light at this moment, and he would be able to kill it with a single strike.    

Under the focus of the crowd, Ao Lingchen didn't do what the opponent thought he would do. Instead, he coldly stared at Netherworld, who had a painful and unwilling expression on his face.    

"You've lost." Ao Lingchen spoke coldly. His eyes were filled with killing intent. "Do you think I will use the sword in my hand to tear you apart?"    

The intense killing intent made Ao Lingchen's facial expression become colder and colder. He gave off a murderous and overbearing Asura image. He looked even colder than the Nether from the Asura Hall.    

Ao Lingchen's cold words made You Ming's pale face fill with deep fear, although the person standing on the fighting stage had already imagined that he would die on the fighting stage. However, when death truly fell upon them, not many of them could remain calm.    

"No, let me go. I can use money to buy my life."    

You Ming nervously looked at Ao Lingchen. A deep fear emerged in his eyes, and a desire for survival emerged on his face.    

He had a great talent. He was already standing at the top of the pyramid of his peers at such a young age. He still had a great life ahead of him, and in the future, he would become a king and become an ancestor. How could he die just like that? He didn't want to die, he couldn't die.    

When he thought of this, You Ming looked at Ao Lingchen with a begging expression, and begged, "I still have many treasures with me. As long as you let me go, these things will all be yours."    

Although he had a pleading expression on his face, You Ming's heart was extremely cold. He thought to himself, "Just you wait. I will get back this debt today. When the time comes, not only will I kill you, I will also kill your family and friends in front of you. Just you wait."    

An intense killing intent surged within Nether's heart. The image of an ancient king appeared in his mind. He was a man who had to endure hardships and finally unify the entire empire.    

It wasn't a bad thing to give in at a critical moment. Those who did big things didn't care about small details.    

In his heart, he constantly used all kinds of stories to convince himself and suppress his raging emotions. He wanted to establish a ranking list and become a poisonous snake that knew how to stretch out and hide.    

He was the one who wanted to do big things.    

As for the disdain on the faces of the people around him, he completely ignored them and didn't take them seriously at all.    

As if moved by You Ming's words, Ao Lingchen looked at the former with a curious expression. A trace of bewilderment flashed across his eyes. "You can save your life, but what can you take out?"    

Seeing Ao Lingchen's curious appearance that attracted his attention, You Ming's heart surged with wild joy. He began to narrate the treasures in detail.    

This scene caused everyone outside the square to be dumbstruck. Was he spending money to buy his life?    

On the nebula, Huyan Xiu also had a gloomy expression. A bit of anger flashed across his pupils.    

Such a comical and mocking scene actually appeared on the bodies of the people from their Asura Hall. How could they not know that this fellow was so soft and soft in the past? This made Huyan Xiu wish that he could strangle You Ming to death.    

Besides, could it be that if you beg for mercy like this, you can really use treasures to buy your life? Would the other party really let you off?    

You Ming did not pay any attention to the thoughts and gazes of the surrounding people. He only had one thought in his mind right now, and that was to stabilize Ao Lingchen. He didn't even see the mocking smile on Ao Lingchen's face when he survived his attack.    

"Anything else?"    

Ao Lingchen smiled as he listened to the fine details of the Netherworld and how the other party was slowing down. He looked like a bright sun. However, the faint smile on his lips did not seem to be as sunny as it seemed.    

The treasure that Netherworld spoke of made Ao Lingchen couldn't help but feel that he was rich. Adding all the things that he said, it was a lot richer than what he had gotten from killing Wang Chongtian that day. What a rich man.    

Quite a number of Half Step Martial King Experts by the side also looked at You Ming passionately. This was truly a fat sheep.    

However, what did Ao Lingchen mean by this? Could it be that he wasn't satisfied with this?    

"En? Isn't this enough?"    

Upon hearing this, You Ming raised his head with a surprised expression. Apart from some treasures that he couldn't give up, he had already said all of them out loud. Such a fortune was enough to make even a Half Step Martial King excited.    

"Looks like there's only so much left." Ao Lingchen said with a smile. His right hand suddenly shook, and vigorous Yuan Qi poured into the long sword from his arm. Sharp sword Qi shot out from within. In an instant, the heart on the long sword turned into a sieve. Blood splashed in all directions.    

The miserable scene caused an uproar in the surroundings. All of them stared at Ao Lingchen with their mouths wide open, as if they were shocked by his sudden outburst.    

Both of his knees powerlessly fell to the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The light in his eyes faded, and He Ming looked at Ao Lingchen in disbelief. His throat trembled slightly, and a hoarse voice came out, "Wh, Wh, Wh... What?"    

Looking at the shocked You Ming, a brilliant smile emerged on Ao Lingchen's face. His white teeth were very conspicuous under the starlight, "After killing you, these treasures will also be mine. Besides, do you think I will let a poisonous snake hide by my side?"    

As he spoke, intense disdain emerged in Ao Lingchen's eyes. Although he wasn't afraid of the revenge from the Netherworld, he had to consider the other people around him. A poisonous snake that could even abandon its face. Who knew what he would do?    

"So that's how it is, it's, it's me, I'm too naive"    

He was gasping for breath, and then a wave of muffled sounds of him falling to the ground could be heard. He'd died miserably on the fighting platform.