Nine Dragons War Sovereign

Jian Shuang approached her, but her expression was cold like ice. Ye Ling's conversation with Feng Yu, was heard by her.

"Truly boasting shamelessly, you dare to think that someone would lay their hands on my Sword Tomb?"

"What?" How come I hear two dogs barking? "

Seeing Feng Yu's appearance, the two sword slave s' faces turned ashen, and they both stood in front of Ye Ling and Feng Yu.

"Which one of you is Ye Ling? "Get out here and see if I don't chop you into pieces!"

The sword slave bellowed, her sword pulled Zhang Nu shouted at the two of them, revealing an extremely arrogant look, but he did not know which Ye Ling was the one they were looking for.

Ye Ling frowned, he revealed a smile that was not a smile, and touched his nose, looking at the two sword slave s.

Feng Yu sneered, and directly walked out to look at the two sword slave s in front of him with large strides, "Is it you two dogs that are barking?"

"How dare you!"

"Who do you think you are!"

The two sword slave s were instantly angered. As members of the Sword Tomb s, they had always been reckless. To think that someone would insult them today, they naturally could not remain calm.

Sou sou!

The two sword slave s took action at the same time, each wielding a sword in their hands. Their auras were like rainbows as their sword auras swept across the sky, but their attacks were extremely sharp, and didn't have the slightest trace of politeness.

Feng Yu's face was ashen, he naturally would not retreat in the face of sword slave's attack. He suddenly waved his arm, and black gas exploded forth.

Bang bang!

With two loud bangs, Feng Yu was directly sent flying by the sword slave.

"Humph!" cannot withstand a single blow! "

The two sword slave s sneered in disdain. Seeing how pitifully weak Feng Yu was, they both instantly approached Feng Yu and swung their swords downwards, determined to kill him.

Feng Yu saw that, and his expression suddenly changed greatly. At the moment, he could no longer remain calm, and anxiously retreated until he was in front of Ye Ling.

Ye Ling frowned. Seeing that the attacks of the two had not decreased, the corner of his mouth curled into a bloodthirsty smile, and he suddenly took a step forward. A gale surged and with a wave of his arm, a domineering wave suddenly exploded forth.

"Hmm?"

Jian Shuang, who was far away, felt the Qi that Ye Ling was giving off. She was moved, but when she focused ahead, she saw her two sword slave s flying out at the same time.

Puff puff!

The two sword slave s instantly spat out blood, their faces pale white, and flew hastily in front of Jian Shuang. And in front of them, Ye Ling actually had both her hands behind her back, with an imposing manner, as she looked at them with an unfriendly gaze.

"Two stupid pigs!"

Jian Qiu, who had been watching from the back, looked at the two sword slave s in front of him with a face full of anger.

How powerful was Ye Ling, if not for Ye Ling deliberately letting the two of them go, they would have died on the spot, completely losing face for the Sword Tomb.

"Tsk tsk!"

"Are the people of the Sword Tomb so weak?"

"You can't even block a casual strike from my boss, yet you still dare to clamor here? Are you ashamed? "

Feng Yu laughed, taking a step forward towards Ye Ling, revealing a mocking expression, he said while looking at the two sword slave s.

"You!"

The two sword slave were furious, just as they were about to speak, they were stopped by Jian Shuang who raised her hand. The two of them had confused expressions and quickly retreated without saying anything, but their cold eyes were staring straight at Feng Yu, clenching their teeth non-stop.

Jian Shuang stood out, glanced at Ye Ling, and directly looked towards the distant Jian Qiu, and asked: "Jian Qiu, why are you still staying here?"

"Who cares?"

"He is my target. Why can't I be here?"

Jian Qiu stood out and coldly looked at Jian Shuang. He knew that his grandfather must have told Jian Shuang about his own matters, which was why Jian Shuang intentionally asked him this question.

"Humph!" You still have the face to talk about it here? "

Jian Shuang scoffed, and deliberately laughed at Jian Qiu in front of the crowd. The people of Sword Tomb had always been arrogant and despotic, and would never admit defeat.

If he lost, it would be a stain that he would not be able to erase, and this would cause the Sword Tomb to be shamed, and he would be unworthy of being a descendant of the Sword Tomb. The Sword Tomb had a rule, if someone lost three times, they would immediately bring up the Sword Tomb, and they would be barred from entry for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, every time the people of Sword Tomb fought, it was as if they were fighting for life and death.

Jian Qiu's face flushed red. Jian Shuang's humiliation had caused him to be unable to refute. This was Sword Tomb's humiliation, he naturally knew that he had thought Sword Tomb was shameful.

"As if you are stronger than him!"

"How about this, a fight between us. If you lose, how about you treat me as my woman?"

Ye Ling shook his head and sneered. Jian Shuang was so sharp-tongued, it was as if she was extremely outstanding, as if she could eat herself for sure. Looking at Jian Qiu's enraged sword, Ye Ling was speechless.

"This is good!"

"Being able to become my boss's woman is a blessing from my previous life!"

Hearing Ye Ling's suggestion, Feng Yu naturally applauded, because he was still thinking about the woman in the Sword Tomb. If Ye Ling could subdue Jian Shuang, he could also take this opportunity to find a woman that belonged to him.

"How dare you!"

"Who do you think you are? I, Jian Shuang, am not someone that anyone can get their hands on, and why should I agree to your request? "

Jian Shuang's face became extremely ugly to behold, Ye Ling's mouth was wide open, she wanted to take advantage of her, how could she endure that, she, Jian Shuang was the most outstanding sword cultivator in Sword Tomb, and had never lost a single time.

"What does who I am have to do with you?"

"Since you do not agree, then please forgive us for not accompanying you, Jian Qiu, let's go!"

Ye Ling frowned, his expression instantly turning ugly. He turned and faced Jian Qiu, who was at the side, and directly called out to him. Then, he took his Feng Yu and swaggered in the direction of the Honghuang Sect.

Feng Yu shook his head with a cold smile, appearing to be slightly disappointed. He followed behind Ye Ling, constantly staring at him with wide open eyes, and thought in his heart, "This body! There's simply no one else here! "

Ye Ling and Ye Ling's departure was very straightforward, but Jian Qiu naturally sneered, and approached Jian Shuang: "Our Sword Tomb has always placed emphasis on fair battle, as for any despicable methods, they are not something an outstanding sword cultivator like you can accomplish, right?"

Jian Qiu had the intention of Jian Shuang to remind him, he knew that Ye Ling would not casually fight with him, so Jian Shuang had nothing she could do.

With that, Jian Qiu turned and left, and in the blink of an eye, caught up to Ye Ling who was above, and disappeared from the sight of Jian Shuang and the others.

Jian Shuang's face was extremely gloomy, Ye Ling's contempt was obvious, Jian Qiu's reminder was simply underestimating her, Jian Shuang had experienced hundreds of battles, and had never lost, in order to reach her current stage.

"Miss Jian Shuang, why don't we destroy the Honghuang Sect? We don't believe that Ye Ling won't fight you!"

The two sword slave s' faces were gloomy, Ye Ling's arrogance had suppressed their imposing manner, causing the two of them to feel displeased, so the two of them looked at each other and directly suggested to Jian Shuang.

"How dare you!"

"When have I ever used such a despicable method?"

"I refuse to believe that he won't fight with me. You better not mess around with him or else don't blame me for being the first to not let you off!"

Jian Shuang was furious, she was just thinking about it, and the two sword slave s actually dared to bring it up, it made her unable to keep her calm, and with a cold expression, she warned the two of them.

"Whiz!"

Jian Shuang took the lead and left, she seemed to be enraged, and did not want to see the two anymore.

"What are you pretending for!"

"That's right, us two brothers have helped her quite a bit, but she still doesn't appreciate it!"

The two sword slave s were angry, and were reprimanded by Jian Shuang for no reason at all. Naturally, they were not in a good mood, and even complained, because they had tried to stop Jian Shuang many times to help him, but in the end, they were the ones in the wrong.

"No!" That brat is too f * cking arrogant! "

"And that kid, we can't let him go this time!"

The two sword slave s were furious in their hearts. Ye Ling had heavily injured them, causing them to feel that they had lost all face, and Feng Yu's humiliation had caused them to be unable to remain calm. As for Jian Shuang's warning, they had long since tossed it to the back of their minds.

The two sword slave s instantly disappeared and flew towards the Northern Desolate Continent at high speed.

Night had fallen. Stars dotted the sky, and the moon was already half full.

Honghuang Sect, Ye Ling led Feng Yu and Jian Qiu, and directly returned to his own West Spiritual Academy.

Currently, the West Spiritual Academy had long ago become Ye Ling's exclusive resting place, for no one else could step even half a step into it. This was also a secluded place that the sect master and Bai Yihang had intentionally left for Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's position in the Honghuang Sect was definitely not inferior to Emperor Huang's. There was the establishment of a sect at the front and the protection of the rivers at the back.

Feng Yu and Jian Qiu sat cross-legged on the ground. Although the two of them were not familiar with each other, they were still more at ease after experiencing such a life-and-death battle.

But because Jian Qiu had been quiet, the reason he had followed Ye Ling here was entirely for his own goals.

As for Feng Yu, he was naturally responsible for his own responsibilities. He guarded the gate and grounds for Ye Ling, so as to prevent anyone from disturbing Ye Ling.

Right at the moment when the two of them were closing their eyes and resting, an uninvited guest appeared in the dark sky.

This was the Jian Shuang she had seen earlier, the Jian Shuang who had never stopped. Ye Ling was a mission given to her by the Sword Tomb, and she had to defeat him first before handing him over to the Clan Elder.

"Jian Shuang, why did you come alone?"

Jian Shuang had yet to land on the ground, but Jian Qiu who had his eyes closed suddenly opened them, his face looking serious, and directly asked Jian Shuang.

Feng Yu was also astonished. He stood up and looked towards Jian Shuang, who had come uninvited, but he did not see any trace of the two sword slave s.

"Don't worry, they have their own responsibilities." Jian Shuang's expression was cold, but in the face of Jian Qiu's question, she did not spare a glance.

"Oh? You're not going to do anything shameful, are you? "

Before Jian Qiu could speak, Feng Yu, who was at the side, had an unfriendly expression. During the day, he could tell that the two sword slave s were not good people.