Nine Dragons War Sovereign

"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"

"So terrifying!" Nine ice dragons, this is simply unbelievable! "

Even Nalan Tianhao, Ruan Hao and the rest had a solemn look on their faces. Ye Ling's actions were decisive and his methods were extremely terrifying, if not for the fact that Ye Ling's cultivation was not strong enough, he would have destroyed the entire Martial God Sect.

Lang Yun clenched his teeth, suddenly purple lightning flashed in his hands, he held his palms together and in that moment, only saw lightning roaring in the sky.

BOOM!

Tens of thousands of lightning bolts fell from the sky, like a waterfall. Lang Yun who was inside of the lightning, suddenly shook his arms, and the terrifying lightning bolts spread out instantly, rushing straight towards the nine ice dragons.

BOOM! BOOM!

An explosion sounded out in the air. Lightning flashed in all directions, and ice shards flew everywhere. The scene was truly spectacular.

Puff!

Lang Yun spat out blood, his body naturally broken. His hair was a mess, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

Ye Ling was forced to retreat, his face pale white, although the two of them held the upper hand with this attack, Lang Yun did not suffer any heavy injuries, and instead did not lose out at all.

"What a terrifying strike!"

"That Ye Ling is really not simple, he actually managed to gain the upper hand even by going up a level to fight?"

"Lang Yun is not simple either, his' Heavenly Lightning Fury 'is a Empyrean Lang Xie's cultivation technique!"

Everyone exclaimed, seeing Ye Ling's battle that was so spectacular and shocking, they all felt extremely ashamed. As members of the same generation, they were not even a little bit away.

"To be able to withstand it, it is not in vain for me to wait for you for so long!"

Ye Ling nodded and looked at Lang Yun coldly. He did not use any other techniques, and did not want to attract attention.

Especially Ye Wuhen, as the special envoy sent by the Ye Family, he must have already noticed him, so he would not reveal anything. He could only use the Ice Emperor and Emperor Huang's techniques as his main attack techniques.

"Bastard!"

"Whatever other moves you have, just take them out and see how I, Lang Yun, will kill you!"

"Don't worry, let me play with you bit by bit!" Ye Ling laughed in disdain, he suddenly raised his hand and his body flew in the air, the Dragon Slash appeared in his hand, "Eight Desolations Sword Art!"

Sou sou!

The Sword Qi flew in the sky, like ten thousand swords forming a vortex, wherever it went, the clouds would shatter, the wind would howl, and in a flash, it would fly straight at Lang Yun.

Lang Yun's expression changed greatly, Ye Ling's sword strike was approaching menacingly, but he did not dare hesitate, his arms suddenly waved, lightning formed a ball, and with a bang, he shot it towards the sword rainbow.

BOOM!

Thunder exploded and sword qi flew everywhere.

The terrifying shockwave set off a violent wind. It was earth-shattering, and the fear in the air was terrifying to the extreme.

Puff!

Lang Yun was affected by the force and was immediately pushed back a few meters. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body swayed unsteadily, looking extremely miserable.

Just as Lang Yun had not stabilized his body, Ye Ling suddenly took a step forward in the air, and used "Broken Shadow of Remnants" abruptly. In a blink of an eye, he was right in front of him, and suddenly thrusted out his sword!

Puff!

"AHH!" Lang Yun screamed as blood spurted out from his chest.

"Yun'er!"

Nalan Tianhao, who was at the side, also had an unfriendly expression as he stared at Empyrean Lang Xie, as if he could take action at any time.

"You and my grandson were injured. Do you think I should just watch him die in front of me?" The Empyrean Lang Xie was furious, but he was also afraid of Ruan Hao and Nalan Tianhao taking action, so he simply berated them with a low voice.

"Isn't he still alive?"

"Moreover, this battle does not care about life and death, as long as Lang Yun does not admit defeat, the battle will not end." Nalan Tianhao opened his mouth, his voice somewhat ice-cold.

Hearing that, Empyrean Lang Xie's face became dark, he glared at Nalan Tianhao, and then turned to look at Lang Yun, his hands tensed up, as though both of his eyes were spurting water.

Receiving the attack, Lang Yun's face became as pale as paper, his body quickly retreated, his eyes opened wide as he glared at Ye Ling, as though he was filled with hatred and rage.

"I've said it before, I won't let you die that easily. This sword is just receiving a bit of interest. The next thing to do is to take your life!"

The floating Ye Ling, who was still floating in midair, had a terrifying cold smile on his face. The Dragon Slash in his hand emitted a jet-black light, and as it got stained with the fresh blood, it was actually directly absorbed completely by the Dragon Slash.

"Don't even think about it!"

"You don't have the qualifications to kill me!"

roared. Receiving such a severe blow, he was unable to control his emotions, his entire body flashed with lightning, and with a boom, he transformed into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Ye Ling like lightning, taking the initiative to attack him.

Ye Ling frowned, his expression solemn and ice-cold, he suddenly took a step forward and with a wave of his left hand, the Anti-Desolation Tablet turned into a giant peak and instantly rushed forward.

BOOM!

"AHH!" Lang Yun was like a kite with its string cut, he was instantly flung away by the Anti-Desolation Tablet. Blood flowed out of his mouth as he directly fell to the ground, on his last breath.

"Serves you right!"

"Ye Ling killed this beast!"

Nalan Qiushui, who had been silent all this while, saw Lang Yun's defeat. He hated all of the things that happened to him, and when he thought of Yun Nichang's miserable death, he found it hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

Empyrean Lang Xie's expression was nervous as he watched his grandson being seriously injured. He tightly clenched his fists and glared at Ye Ling who was in the air, a murderous look surfacing on his face. He did not dare slack even a little.

"He lost just like that?" Leng Tianjing was surprised, to see Lang Yun, who was extremely weak, actually being defeated by Ye Ling, who was only at the first stage of the Psionic Imperial Realm.

"You should feel lucky, if you and I were to make a bet, you would have rolled out of Martial God Sect!" Ye Wuhen sneered, and turned to look at Leng Tianjing with the intent to mock.

"Humph!" I didn't bet with you, so what's the use of saying all this? " Leng Tianjing's expression was strange. Being mocked by Ye Wuhen, he instead lost some of his face, withdrew his gaze and looked towards Empyrean Lang Xie, thinking: "This is your life. Even if I wanted to help you, I wouldn't be able to save you from all of this."

"Whiz!"

Ye Ling who was floating in mid air, suddenly stooped down, looking extremely murderous, he suddenly slashed out with his sword, not giving Lang Yun any chance to live.

"How dare you!"

Seeing that Ye Ling was about to kill him, Empyrean Lang Xie was actually unable to keep calm and turned into a shadow, rushing straight towards Ye Ling.

Sky Sovereign Ruan Hao, who was placed in front of Empyrean Lang Xie, did not stop him. Instead, he was seen by Nalan Tianhao, who had a gloomy expression on his face.

Teng!

Nalan Tianhao instantly made his move, but it was already too late. Empyrean Lang Xie arrived in front of Ye Ling with a killing strike, his palm struck across the sky, with the power of a thunderstorm, he rushed towards Ye Ling.

"Old thing, the one waiting for you!" Seeing Empyrean Lang Xie rushing towards him, Ye Ling was not afraid, instead he sneered, and waved his sword horizontally. Puchi!

BOOM! Empyrean Lang Xie's palm suddenly exploded.

Ye Ling flew a few meters and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, a burst of white light erupted from Ye Ling's body as he leapt up, and shouted sternly, "Sword Heaven Decimating Sky!"

BOOM!

The sword felt as though it could split apart the skies, the clouds changed color, and was about to descend upon the land, only to see a meteor crashing down from the skies, as though it was a calamity that had ended the world.

"Nine Lightning Termination!"

Empyrean Lang Xie suddenly roared, he waved both of his hands in the air, and thunder started to pour down from the sky like raging waves.

BOOM!

Ye Ling's sword strike collided with the sea of lightning and instantly shattered.

"What?" Ye Ling's expression froze, seeing that his sword strike could do nothing to the Empyrean Lang Xie, while the lightning was rushing towards him, he gritted his teeth and suddenly flew down, bringing the lightning and thunder down to the Sacred Martial Field.

"Lang Yun, I'll let you die at the hands of your grandfather!"

Ye Ling arrived at the front of Lang Yun and saw that the lightning was still striking him. He sneered and stood right in front of Lang Yun.

"No!" Lang Yun who was on the verge of death, suddenly saw the lightning that was rushing towards him, his expression changed greatly as he shouted with fear.

"Yun'er!" When the Empyrean Lang Xie heard the voice, he finally realized what was happening. However, by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

BOOM!

A terrifying bolt of lightning suddenly descended.

"AHH!" Lang Yun screamed miserably, the Sacred Martial Field instantly transformed into a sea of lightning, the terrifying electric energy crackled and exploded out, only to see Lang Yun being instantly killed by the lightning, not a trace of his body remained.

"This Empyrean Lang Xie actually killed and attacked his grandson with his own hands?"

"Oh my god!" What was going on? Lang Yun actually died in the hands of his own grandfather? "

"…"

The fact that the Empyrean Lang Xie killed his own grandson Lang Yun in front of everyone, even if it was related to Ye Ling, the crowd would not be able to accept it.

"Grandson!"

The Empyrean Lang Xie cried out in pain. Looking at the sea of lightning in the middle of the Sacred Martial Field, Lang Yun's body was immediately turned into blood mist and disappeared from his line of sight.

"Ye Ling! I will grind your bones to dust and avenge my grandson's death! " The Empyrean Lang Xie was furious, the sky was covered in dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, Lang Yun's death caused him to be unable to withstand this kind of blow, and he had long since lost his rationality.

Break!

Transforming into a bolt of lightning, Empyrean Lang Xie charged towards Ye Ling, intending to cut him into eight pieces to take revenge for his dead grandson, Lang Yun.