Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The two great emperors who were in the midst of an intense battle instantly stopped.    

The spectating sovereigns and Ao Lingchen immediately raised their heads and looked towards the source of the sound.    

Under everyone's shocked gaze, a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes stepped into the sky.    

He walked with both feet, each step as if he was walking on the steps of space, approaching step by step.    

With every step he took, the space around him would fold in shape, and all sorts of strange phenomena appeared in the sky. The clouds rolled, as if they were building momentum for the arrival of the person.    

"Greetings, Sacred Lord."    

"Lord Sacred Lord."    

The emperors of Haotian Saint Land looked at the people who had arrived in the sky and spoke respectfully. They looked at the figure that seemed to have merged with the space, and their eyes were filled with respect.    

"Greetings, Haotian Saint Lord."    

The emperors of the other major sects also expressed their respect to the person who had arrived.    

Even Sword Emperor Wusheng restrained his killing intent when he saw the newcomer. He stared at the newcomer calmly and said, "Greetings, Haotian Saint Lord."    

Sword Emperor Wusheng's eyes were very calm. He didn't show any signs of fear because of the newcomer's identity.    

The man in front of him was a Martial Ruler expert, one of the most powerful people in the Great Domain. In the Great Domain, there were probably no more than two people who could defeat him.    

However, even so, Sword Emperor Wusheng still maintained his neither haughty nor humble attitude when facing Haotian Saint Lord.    

Ao Lingchen stood quietly at the side, not saying a word.    

He knew very well that now was not the time for him to speak or show off.    

No one dared to say what kind of temper he would have and whether he would kill him or not.    

Haotian Saint Lord stared coldly at the surrounding emperors. His eyes swept across Ao Lingchen and Sword Emperor Wusheng.    

His cold eyes didn't contain any killing intent, but they were like sharp blades piercing into Ao Lingchen and Sword Emperor Wusheng's souls.    

This cold and ruthless gaze caused Ao Lingchen to feel a kind of suffocation that made him unable to breathe.    

This was the suppression of his aura, it came from the suppression of his soul.    

Under the suppression of the ruthless Qi, Ao Lingchen's body seemed to be unable to withstand it and was trembling.    

The blood vessels on his body were expanding, and the veins on his body were bulging. It was as if the Torch Dragon was wriggling.    

The trembling of his flesh made Ao Lingchen feel as if his flesh and blood were about to explode.    

Sword Emperor Wusheng's eyes became colder and colder. He stared at the high and mighty Haotian Saint Lord, who had a ruthless look in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Saint Lord, what do you mean by this?"    

As he spoke, a strong killing intent surged out from Sword Emperor Wusheng's body, and he blocked Ao Lingchen's path with his killing intent.    

The violent killing intent was like a wall, and it blocked the surging energy from Haotian Saint Lord's body.    

Feeling the killing intent surging out from Sword Emperor Wusheng's body, Haotian Saint Lord looked at Sword Emperor Wusheng indifferently, "Junior of Saint Asura Sect, you are quite good at causing trouble. Or is it because all of you from Saint Asura Sect are so good at causing trouble?"    

A monstrous killing intent was surging in Haotian Saint Lord's heart.    

The Haotian Saint Land had suffered the most in the past hundred years after the arrival of these people from the Saint Asura Sect.    

Out of the ten great Heavenly Prides in the Haotian Saint Land, eight of them had fallen into the hands of this Ao Lingchen.    

Apart from Ao Lingchen, Sword Emperor Wusheng also ignored the dignity of the Haotian Saint Land. He attacked again and again, challenging the dignity of their holy land.    

If it was any other time, those who dared to do such things in the territory of Haotian Saint Land would have long been destroyed by him, leaving only ashes behind.    

If it wasn't for the competition of the holy land and the presence of all the experts of various powers, all the forces in the world would have been paying attention to the Haotian Saint Land.    

How could he tolerate these people?    

In his eyes, whether it was Ao Lingchen or Sword Emperor Wusheng, they were just grasshoppers with relative strength.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he was somewhat afraid of the Saint Asura Sect's Jiang Chengzi, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to arouse the hatred of the experts of various sects towards the Sacred Land, the two of them would have died a long time ago.    

The killing intent on Sword Emperor Wusheng's body was still surging. He used his killing intent to resist Haotian Saint Lord's pressure. He said in a flat tone, "Senior Sacred Lord, can these juniors of mine really cause trouble? They can still cause trouble. I think this doesn't matter. I would like to ask Senior Saint Lord, are the experts of Haotian Saint Land really that shameless? With the cultivation base of an Emperor, killing a junior's Heavenly Pride, is this the style of the Haotian Saint Land? "    

After saying that, Sword Emperor Wusheng sneered mockingly.    

His eyes were filled with ridicule as he looked at Haotian Saint Lord. He didn't show any signs of fear because the opponent was Haotian Saint Lord, a Mighty Martial Ruler.    

Sword Emperor Wusheng's powerful performance had surprised all the surrounding sovereigns.    

They had never thought that Sword Emperor Wusheng would dare to be so powerful in the Haotian Saint Land.    

This was something that no one had expected.    

Not to mention the other emperors, even Ao Lingchen, who knew about the Saint Asura Sect's Sect Master in the Haotian Saint Land, was shocked by Sword Emperor Wusheng's power.    

Wasn't this too powerful?    

Ao Lingchen thought to himself.    

With the Sect Master here, their safety was indeed a little more secure. However, this was still the Haotian Saint Land's territory. The man in front of him was the current Sacred Lord of the Haotian Saint Land. It was not a good move to provoke this person here.    

This Haotian Saint Lord did not look like a person who was easy to talk to.    

As expected, just as Ao Lingchen was secretly worried about Sword Emperor Wusheng's power, Haotian Saint Lord's eyes shone with a cold light as he stared at him and Sword Emperor Wusheng ruthlessly.    

A suffocating pressure spread out from his body and covered Ao Lingchen and Sword Emperor Wusheng.    

"What an ignorant junior. You seem to be very confident and arrogant."    

Haotian Saint Lord's killing intent surged as he looked at Sword Emperor Wusheng. His eyes were filled with killing intent.    

In his heart, he had drawn the end for Sword Emperor Wusheng and death.    

This was already a dead man.    

Ever since he took over the Haotian Saint Land, everyone had been respectful and respectful towards him.    

Sword Emperor Wusheng was the first one to treat him with such disrespect.    

It seemed like there was no need for him to allow such a person to live.    

"Senior Sacred Lord, you are being too serious."    

Sword Emperor Wusheng said indifferently, "I believe that since the Haotian Saint Land is able to invite us to the Sacred Land Competition, it should ensure our safety. After all, the Sacred Land should have the magnanimity of a Sacred Land. What do you think?"    

"Also, the Emperor experts are not allowed to attack the Heavenly Pride descendants of the various sects. This is a rule set by the Sacred Land. I wonder if the Sacred Lord feels that it is necessary to cripple them like this?"    

Sword Emperor Wusheng didn't have the slightest fear when facing Haotian Saint Lord. His eyes were filled with ridicule.    

The actions of the Haotian Saint Land didn't seem to allow Sword Emperor Wusheng to show any respect to them.    

As for fear, Sword Emperor Wusheng never knew what fear was.    

On the contrary, he wanted to see what kind of decision Haotian Saint Lord would make by trampling on the rules he had set.    

Was he angry from embarrassment? Was he going to kill Ao Lingchen and himself in front of everyone, or was he going to give up just like that?    

His words made everyone focus their attention on Haotian Saint Lord. They all wanted to know what he would do.    

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