Nine Dragons War Sovereign

"Hu …!"

Violent gales raged, and stormy waves raged.

In the endless Sea of Darkness, the billowing waves were quite restless. Black light surged above the sea, and the aura it exuded was so evil that it made one shiver.

Heaven's End.

Emperor Huang and Nie Hun tensed up.

The Sword Saint's tone was so overbearing and conceited that Emperor Huang and Emperor Huang didn't dare to deny it. Since the Sword Saint could chop phoenix feathers with his sword, he naturally had the power to kill Ye Ling on the spot.

But how did this sound like he was begging someone?

He was clearly threatening Ye Ling, so no one dared to speak up.

Qin Si's face was as pale as paper. It was impossible for her to accept that the Sword Saint had actually seen Ye Ling as her son-in-law, and it was as if a bolt from the blue.

The person who obtained the sword art was also the son-in-law of the Sword Saint. No one could disagree with this matter. After all, this matter was not made public, and the Sword Saint's daughter was not made public either.

Therefore, this matter could be ignored. And he, the Sword Saint, was only threatening Ye Ling with this matter, afraid that Ye Ling would not be willing to help her revive Jian Wan Ting.

Facing the Sword Saint's threat, Ye Ling frowned, raising his hand to rub his nose and smile sinisterly, he shook his head.

"As a dignified Sword Saint, to be able to threaten a junior like me, I am truly afraid that my trembling heart will be frightened to death by you."

Ye Ling and the Sword Saint looked at each other, his tone was sharp and fierce. In his eyes, the Sword Saint was strong, but he did not believe that the Sword Saint would dare act against him.

"You … You want to reject it? "

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the Sword Saint's face became frighteningly cold. He squinted his eyes and asked with a sinister and doubtful tone.

"So what if you refuse?"

"If you have the ability, you can just kill me and end this once and for all!"

"Don't think that just because you can be ruthless to others, you can be effective towards me."

"Although Jian Wanting and I know each other, and we aren't friends, we have our own grudges. How could I possibly save her?"

Ye Ling laughed out loud, revealing a disdainful sneer, he glanced at Sword Saint, then turned his back to Sword Saint and looked at the city in front of him, ignoring him.

The humiliation that Jian Wan Ting had given him was not a small detail, and now that her father was threatening her, could it be that he, Ye Ling, was an idiot?

This humble one saved this daddy, and now this daddy wants to save this humble one, what does this have to do with Ye Ling?

Therefore, Ye Ling would rather die than submit. The Sword Saint was strong, he did not have the strength to fight, but he would not let the Sword Saint win.

"This kid, is he really inflexible?"

Seeing Ye Ling being so stubborn, daring to offend the Sword Saint, Nie Hun was simply seeking death, the Sword Saint was an ordinary person.

Moreover, in Nie Hun's eyes, there was no need to anger the Sword Saint, he was only using the Cyan Phoenix to save Jian Wan Ting, so it shouldn't be that difficult for him to do so right?

Emperor Huang frowned, seeing Ye Ling's attitude, he felt that Ye Ling was betting his life, betting whether or not he, the Sword Saint, would dare to take action against Ye Ling.

Qin Si Si's expression was in a mess, Ye Ling's attitude made her even happier, but the situation in front of her was not good, and at the same time it did them no good.

In the face of Ye Ling's rejection, the Sword Saint's expression was frighteningly cold, her eyes that were slightly squinted flashed with starlight, the Spirit Qi in her body suddenly erupted, as though she was splitting open a sharp blade, releasing a sharp scream, the Sword Intent was extremely astonishing.

The expressions of Emperor Huang and the others changed, they could not help but retreat, the power released by the Sword Saint was unbearable for them.

"Humph!"

"Ye Ling, you have truly disappointed this sovereign."

"Since you do not know what is good for you and you do not even care about the life of this sovereign's daughter, you are not worthy of getting this sovereign's Deicide Tactic. Today, I will take back everything that does not belong to you!"

Sword Lord snorted, the sky shook and the earth shook. When Ye Ling bellowed, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed, the God Slaying Sword in his hand.

Rumble …!

The winds and clouds surged in all directions. The sword cries and screams shook the void.

"This...?"

Seeing the Sword Saint's appearance, the expressions of Emperor Huang, Nie Hun and Qin Sisi all changed, all of them staring at the Sword Saint's God Slaying Sword with widened eyes.

The Sword Saint was furious, but Ye Ling, who had his back to him, did not move at all. He still had his back to him, and looked calm and unperturbed, without even the slightest hint of fear.

Seeing that Ye Ling was looking to die, the Sword Saint raised his eyebrows, the God Slaying Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a sword image, flying down towards Ye Ling.

"Ye Ling!"

The Sword Saint made his move, the sword cut at Ye Ling, causing them to be extremely terrified, before they could even react, they saw Ye Ling's entire body releasing a gold light.

Clang!

A thunderous sound rang out as the Sword Saint was sent flying backwards.

Thump! Thump!

The Sword Saint's body was actually pushed back, the God Slaying Sword in his hand released a ringing sound and could not help but tremble, while he revealed a look of shock, and stared at Ye Ling who was in front of him with his eyes wide opened.

The current Ye Ling's entire body was enveloped in gold light, making him look extremely sacred and inviolable, an aura that caused even Sword Saint to be terrified was being emitted from his body.

"Lord Immortal?" When the Sword Saint sensed the aura from Ye Ling's body, he actually didn't dare believe it, because it was the power of the Immortal World's Lord, Haotian.

It was precisely because of Haotian's attack that the Sword Saint was unable to succeed in one strike. This was also the reason why Ye Ling was not afraid of the Sword Saint.

When Sword Saint had appeared, he had sensed the power of Haotian and was ready to make a move. Thus, with his back facing Sword Saint, he had secretly interacted with Haotian to understand the unknown nature of this world's borders and the Sea of Darkness.

That was why Ye Ling was so calm, he had long planned for this to happen, and was not afraid of the threat of the Sword Saint.

"Sword Saint, you don't even put me in your eyes?"

From Ye Ling's body, came a voice that belonged to Haotian. In his eyes, the Sword Saint was not worth much. With him protecting Ye Ling, the Sword Saint could only stand aside.

In the distance, Emperor Huang and the others, upon seeing that Ye Ling was safe and sound, heard Haotian's voice from within their bodies.

The Sword Saint who was behind Ye Ling, even though he hated Ye Ling millions of times in his heart, he did not dare act rashly in front of Haotian.

"Lord Celestial Lord, my daughter does need Ye Ling to save her. I was forced to teach her a lesson."

Sword Saint frowned, he cupped his fists and bowed towards Hao Tian who was inside Ye Ling's body, then looked at Ye Ling with a strange expression, as though he was not willing to let go.

"Humph!"

"Sword Lord, don't try to force your way through me! If I hadn't made my move, Ye Ling would have been cut into two by your sword! Do you think I would have been stupid enough to do that?"

In the face of the Sword Saint's words, Haotian actually let out a cold snort of rage, angrily denouncing the Sword Saint.

"Celestial sovereign, why did you speak up for him?"

"My daughter must be resurrected. I hope celestial sovereign can help me!"

He still did not compromise when faced with the attitude of the celestial sovereign, because his daughter had to live on. Even if she was his enemy, he would not let Ye Ling go.

"Sword Saint, you will always have this stubborn temper!"

"I will plead with you about this matter, but if you dare to go against Ye Ling, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Haotian understood the Sword Saint's personality too well, so no one should think of obstructing him. If he forced the Sword Saint into a corner, it would definitely backfire on him.

"Then... "Thank you, celestial sovereign."

Hearing Haotian's reprimand, the Sword Saint's expression turned unnatural. He had never begged anyone, nor would he lower his head to anyone.

Even in front of the Immortal World's Lord, Haotian, he only clasped his fists and indicated that he was a straightforward person who didn't know how to disguise himself.

Everything was because of face, after all, Sword Saint was respected by everyone, and had long adapted to the scene of being praised high and mighty, making him lower himself to beg Ye Ling, it was simply not comparable to ascending to the sky.

"Senior Haotian, are you betraying me?"

Hearing that Hao Tian had actually agreed to the Sword Saint's request, Ye Ling frowned, and turned to look at him, purposely asking Hao Tian.

"This...?"

Being suddenly asked by Ye Ling, Haotian was caught unprepared. After all, this matter still required Ye Ling to make a decision.

The Sword Saint's face became ugly, he looked at Ye Ling and asked: "Do you still remember that Mo Qi?"

"Mo Qi?"

"Isn't he from the dark race?" Seems like he was killed by me in the palace mausoleum, why are you bringing him up? "

Hearing the name Mo Qi, Ye Ling naturally remembered it in his heart. It was because of the appearance of Mo Qi that he knew about the existence of the Darkness clan.

"You actually dare to say that out loud?"

"Wan Ting was killed by Mo Qi, do you think this matter has anything to do with you?"

The Sword Saint was immediately enraged. If it were not for Ye Ling's carelessness and the calamity Mo Qi had caused, how could Jian Wan Ting have died?

So, in the end, this matter was still's fault, and his daughter was heavily injured while saving Ye Ling. Otherwise, she wouldn't have died so easily.

"What?" After hearing what the Sword Saint said, Ye Ling's expression suddenly changed. He retreated a few steps and stared at the Sword Saint with wide eyes.

The words of the Sword Saint could not be faked, because Ye Ling knew that it was indeed possible for Mo Qi to have deliberately faked her death. Mo Qi had the ability to not die, so if she wanted to hide it from, it was naturally not something that Ye Ling could detect.

The current Ye Ling's heart was in turmoil, he was unable to calm his emotions. Jian Wanting's death was indeed related to him, if it wasn't for him being careless, how could Mo Qi have gotten the upper hand?

"Ye Ling, looks like this matter is indeed related to you, since there is a reason, why not agree to the Sword Lord?"

Hearing this, Haotian was helpless. In terms of right and wrong, no matter who was in the wrong, there was no meaning. The most important thing was for the dead to be the masters.

Jian Wan Ting had no ill intentions towards Ye Ling, so if Ye Ling did not agree to the Sword Saint's request, then he would be a heartless, narrow-minded person.

Emperor Huang and Nie Hun nodded their heads slightly. Since Haotian had come forward to be the peacemaker, this matter could naturally be resolved easily.

"Then how is the sword technique and the marriage resolved?"

Ye Ling fell into silence, just as she was hesitating, Qin Si walked forward, looking at the Sword Saint, she asked her about what she was most concerned about.

If he saved Jian Wan Ting and forced Ye Ling to marry his daughter, wouldn't her efforts be in vain?

There had to be a first come first serve. She, Qin Sisi, did not want anyone to beat her to it.

Ye Ling, Emperor Huang and the rest frowned, Qin Si had asked a good question, which was also what they were most worried about.