Nine Dragons War Sovereign

Sou sou!

The ten Profound Stage Rankers attacking from the sky, Ye Ling called out to the rest as he walked forward.

The strength of the Profound Stage was just that terrifying. This was because the Baiyun Sect and the Martial God Sect were aware of this, the difference in strength of their disciples was simply too great.

"Should we help the Deacon Ye?"

"If you want to go, go! Since we can't protect ourselves, how can we be a match for them? "

"I believe that the Deacon Ye, being able to kill so many experts from the Martial God Sect by himself, should be able to deal with the remaining people!"

"…"

The expressions of the Baiyun Sect's disciples were all solemn. Seeing that Ye Ling's situation wasn't good, they all became anxious, some wanted to help, but they were helpless as their strength was too weak and did not dare to approach him.

Without waiting for the discussions to stop, Ye Ling had already clashed with the five Profound Stage Rankers, causing Ye Ling to turn into a gust of wind while the five Rankers of Martial God Sect moved like the wind, not able to do anything to Ye Ling.

The current Ye Ling was extremely fast, even if he relied on his speed, he would still be able to contend with the rest of the people, and thus would not lose out to them.

Puff puff!

Ye Ling made his move as fast as lightning, the Dragon Slash in his hand seemed to be formless, causing blood to fly everywhere, in an instant, the three Profound Stage experts all died, he was extremely aggrieved.

In terms of a one on one fight, Ye Ling had already defeated a Mysterious Truth Stage expert, but it was different now, Ye Ling could only use his speed to disrupt the opponent's movements, winning with a chaotic pace, taking advantage of the situation to kill him in one strike!

"AHH!"

Not even an hour had passed before a miserable scream could be heard. The last Martial God Sect disciple had her head pierced through by Ye Ling's sword.

"Wow!"

Ye Ling had killed ten Profound Stage experts by himself, how could anyone underestimate him? Furthermore, Ye Ling had not received any injuries from his attack, it was truly shocking.

"Deacon Ye is simply defying all common sense!"

"No wonder it was broken. Who can compete with it?"

"…"

Everyone exclaimed, although they were doubtful about Ye Ling's identity, they felt that Ye Ling had relied on his luck to become a deacon, and now that they could truly see Ye Ling's strength, how could they dare to doubt Ye Ling?

Ye Ling withdrew his Dragon Slash and suddenly frowned. Looking up at the black clouds in the sky, the ten disciples of the Martial God Sect were only small fries.

"Disciples of the Baiyun Sect, listen up! All of you, quickly retreat from the Black Wind Sect and report back to the Baiyun Sect!"

Without much words, Ye Ling rushed to shout at the people, and the battle that was going to happen next, in order to preserve Baiyun Sect's power, he could only ask them to quickly retreat.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and were stunned. However, in the sky, the dark clouds suddenly became violent, and a terrifying pressure descended, causing everyone's expression to change drastically.

BOOM!

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, heading straight for the people of Baiyun Sect!

"Run!"

The expressions of the people of Baiyun Sect changed, they all anxiously screamed and retreated, scattering in all directions. At that moment, they finally understood why Ye Ling told them to retreat.

Bang bang!

Thunder crashed, gales raged, stones exploded, and the palace collapsed, and rubble flew in all directions.

"AHH!"

The Baiyun Sect disciples, those few people who had yet to leave the Black Wind Sect, were instantly smashed into pieces, and their divine souls were extinguished.

Ye Ling frowned, he raised his head and looked up to the sky, standing in mid air, allowing the wind to howl, his clothes to flutter, but he did not move an inch, his expression was cold like ice.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated and a middle-aged man in purple appeared. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His expression was cold and filled with killing intent.

His name was "Yang Ling", and he was a deacon elder of Martial God Sect. His cultivation was at the fourth level of the Profound Origin Stage, and he was Qian Long's disciple under True Sovereign.

"You are Ye Ling?" Yang Ling appeared, but ignored the fleeing Baiyun Sect people, opening his eyes wide and looking down at Ye Ling, he placed one hand behind his back, showing his might without getting angry.

"It's me!"

"I can feel the aura of that old bastard Qian Long on your body. Who are you to him?"

Ye Ling frowned, the moment Yang Ling appeared, he noticed that the man was in trouble, because the man was rushing towards him.

"You have good eyes, but you are courting death!"

"True Lord Qian Long is my master. To insult an old man in front of me, you are courting death!"

Yang Ling was infuriated and his aura spread out. With a loud bang, the air shook and a fierce wind howled like the might of the heavens.

"Oh? Qian Long, that old scoundrel's disciple! "

Ye Ling frowned, which surprised him quite a bit. As the Sect Leader of the Martial God Sect, Master Qian Long had more disciples than others, "Isn't that your junior brother, Lin Xiao? However, he died quite miserably, aren't you afraid of following in his footsteps? "

Arrogant?

Ye Ling was not being conceited, but giving Yang Ling a warning.

"How dare you!"

"Kill my junior brother, humiliate my master, kill my Martial God Sect disciples, if I don't cut you into ten thousand pieces, I, Yang Ling, will write your name down!"

Yang Ling was infuriated. Ye Ling had a sharp tongue, her words were like a spring, provoking him with every word, how could he continue to tolerate it?

BOOM!

The moment Yang Ling made his move, the heaven and earth began to resonate, and thunder rumbled in the palm of his hand as he dashed forward like a dragon.

"Lightning Dharma?" Ye Ling's face was as cold as ice and frost. What he feared the most was lightning, and the last time he endured the pill tribulation, he had almost lost his life. Now that Yang Ling had actually used a lightning technique, this naturally made him somewhat afraid.

BOOM!

Ye Ling waved his hand, and the Anti-Desolation Tablet transformed into a white light that enveloped him. Following that, Ye Ling flew through the air, the Dragon Slash in his hand slashed across the air, the Eight Desolations Sword Art struck out, sweeping across the horizon, unstoppable.

Bang bang!

With two loud bangs, thunder exploded and terrifying lightning sparks flew in all directions.

Ye Ling retreated, not daring to approach him personally. However, at this moment, Yang Ling clasped his hands together, lightning appeared in his palms, and with a creak sound, it released sparks and turned into a lightning web, pouncing towards Ye Ling!

Ye Ling frowned, his expression instantly turning ugly. The attack that Yang Ling had used was the inescapable net used by True Lord Qian Long, although its power was slightly weaker, but when Yang Ling gathered the power of the net, its power was still terrifying!

"wind eroding bead can corrode anything, but I wonder if it can corrode the power of lightning?" Ye Ling frowned, and his mouth curved into a smile.

"Whiz!"

The moment Ye Ling took the initiative, he suddenly stepped across the sky to welcome the attack. Black light exploded in his right hand and with a bang, a beam of light shot across the sky, instantly colliding with the lightning web.

BOOM!

The [Inescapable Net] instantly exploded, and the corrosive power turned it into nothingness, easily shattering it.

Ye Ling was elated, he seized the opportunity and suddenly rushed forward, and before Yang Ling could react, Ye Ling once again waved his right hand, and struck Yang Ling's body from the air.

"Humph!" Yang Ling groaned as his body swayed. He originally thought that he was unharmed, but suddenly, he felt that there was something strange about his body. The moment he lowered his head to look at his chest, panic appeared on his face.

"This is the corrosive power!"

"Shameless!" You despicable scumbag! "

Yang Ling was infuriated, but he did not dare to be slow. He hastily waved his hand, turning it into a sharp blade. With a pfft sound, he sliced off the thick corroded blood on his chest.

"Humph!"

"You call me despicable? You really are shameless, you are a cultivator of the Profound Origin Stage, and I am only of the five elements. Being able to fight head on with me is already giving you a lot of face! "

Ye Ling sneered, corrosive power was also a type of power, other people would take this opportunity to catch them off guard, but he was a righteous man, he was not absolutely despicable.

"Shameless scumbag!"

"Stop quibbling!"

Yang Ling was furious. Ignoring his injuries, he pounced towards Ye Ling with quick steps. His hands formed fists, lightning exploded within his fists, and his strength was extremely explosive.

Ye Ling's expression was ugly, seeing Yang Ling attack, he actually welcomed him with his bare hands, he was not afraid of close combat. With a Desolate Body and the protection of the Great Desolation Meridian, how could he be afraid of Yang Ling?

Bang bang!

The two of them clashed, fist and fist clashed causing sparks to fly everywhere, but Ye Ling actually became braver the more Ye Ling fought, while Yang Ling retreated step by step, if it was compared to cultivation level, he would be inferior, but if it was a competition of physique, Ye Ling would naturally not give in.

Puff puff!

After fighting for a moment, Yang Ling suddenly suffered two punches from Ye Ling, he was flung out, spitting blood as several ribs on his chest were broken apart, but they were still incomparable to Ye Ling's.

"Humph!" "It's nothing more than that!"

"Are all the people from the Martial God Sect so weak?"

Ye Ling sneered, he stepped out into the air, waved his fist, releasing a powerful aura, like mountains and rivers gathering, the tyrannical power was suffocating.

Yang Ling was infuriated and his face was twisted in anger, as he did not want to be outdone. Suddenly, his fists collided and sparks flew in all directions. The lightning in his hands became even more violent as they interweaved with each other like the screeching of hundreds of birds.

"Whiz!"

Yang Ling rushed out, both his arms moved at the same time, his fists flashed through the sky and instantly collided with Ye Ling.

BOOM! BOOM!

Two loud sounds shook the air, and a violent gust of wind soared up into the sky. Lightning flew in all directions, and Ye Ling and Yang Ling were instantly submerged within it.

The Black Wind Sect s below were uprooted by the strong winds and rolled into the air. They directly disintegrated and turned into ashes, disappearing without a trace.