Chapter Eight Hundred and One – The Little Tenth Grade (1/2)

Chapter Eight Hundred and One – The Little Tenth Grade

Tenth Grade’s sneak attack was stopped and the little Tenth Grade immediately howled as he charged towards Zhen Ling Meng!

Killing energy swirled in the wind, the mist rippling. Tenth Grade was like a tiny black shadow that flickered in and out of view through the mist. The little crescents were like thousands of bolts of lightning. They rained down on Zhen Ling Meng from all directions.

Sword essence filled the air!

Killing energy boiled!

The sword energies were black bolts of lightning. Sword essence spread. An invisible force wrapped around Zhen Ling Meng like thousands of spiderwebs.

Zhen Ling Meng jumped in fright at being suddenly attacked. If she didn’t have a treasure of the sect protecting her, she would have been injured. The Bagua Heart Protection Mirror that her Master had given her now had a crack on the border.

Zhen Ling Meng was both shocked and angry. She was protected by the elders and shixiong in the sect. Anyone that saw her would yield to her. When had she lost face like this? The talisman that Master had given her had followed her for many years. She treasured it. It was now damaged!

She was strong to begin with. Angered, she used her killing move without any hesitation.

A cold sword energy cut across the mist like lightning to head towards the sword net made from Tenth Grade’s crescent blade!

Ding!

A clear sound rang out of the entire battlefield.

She felt a vicious power pass through the flying sword. Zhen Ling Meng felt the energies inside her roil and instinctively took two steps back.

Tenth Grade’s little body was thrown into the air.

Such strong sword essence!

Zhen Ling Meng was alarmed. It was the first time she encountered such a vicious sword essence. Also, the other’s skill on sword essence matched her.

Was this Wei Sheng?

This thought flashed through Zhen Ling Meng’s mind. She only knew of one person from Mo Cloud Sea that had such skill in sword essence, Wei Sheng!

The rumors said that Wei Sheng wielded a blood-red sword. His sword essence was vicious and bloodthirsty. She felt that she had guessed correctly.

However, her mind quickly calmed down. While the other had not put all of his power into that attack, she had also been reserved in her response. While she was surprised by the viciousness of the other’s sword essence, she would not be surprised if it was Wei Sheng.

As the strongest fighter of Mo Cloud Sea, Wei Sheng was no longer that unknown youth from the past, but an unorthodox top expert that was pointing a sword at the holy land for the sword xiu.

Even the Kun Lun geniuses with their eyes on the top of their heads put away their pride when they faced Wei Sheng.

Zhen Ling Meng quickly calmed down. She swung her sword. In a blink, twelve sword essences formed a twelve-layer barrier in front of her!

Knowing that the enemy could possibly be Wei Sheng, she wisely chose to go on the defensive.

Wei Sheng’s reputation could be seen from this!

The twelve sword energies cross crossed. The sword essence that they gave off made them form a secure article. Anything that came near would be torn into pieces by countless sword energies. Even the mist was not an exception.

All the mist within ten zhang disappeared.

The Ghost Mist Child snorted and was displeased inside. However, he did not attack. It had been a long time since he had participated in the world, but he had been a friendly and understanding henchman. He knew that he was the new person and the right thing to do was to get on good terms with the other brothers.

Tenth Grade had a proud personality. It would not be good if he interfered.

As expected, a furious howl came from the sky. Vicious and savage killing essence roared and echoed like lightning.

Being thrown into the sky to the proud Tenth Grade was undoubtedly an embarrassment.

He felt as though there was a burning flame inside. His black robes moved despite the lack of wind. His hands were raised high above his head. The crescent blade seemed to be attracted and flew into his raised hands.

A tinge of dark red suddenly came onto the crescent blade.

Like an incomplete moon drinking blood!

Tenth Grade’s hairs stood on end. His proud and cold little face was murderous.

From the moment he was born, his greatest wish was to become the strongest ling beast and not fail the name of Tenth Grade.

Yet after seeing Wei Sheng’s strength, Zuo Mo’s dominance, A Gui’s eeriness, Silly Bird’s brutality, Zong Ru’s unfathomableness, and Luo Li’s intangibility, this guy’s eyes looked even higher.

This little body was full of ambition!

He was Tenth Grade!

He was born to be at the top, how could he be mediocre?

The mist below was dissipated by Zhen Ming Ling’s sword essence. Her field of view broadened and the layers of sword energy flashed with beautiful light.

Tenth Grade threw down a disdainful look.

The fighting spirit inside burned and roiled. Tenth Grade showed his innate desire to fight.

Come!

Face Tenth Grade’s ultimate move!

Tenth Grade’s eyes suddenly burning, his power rippling. His still proud face carried disdain that came from his bones. His arms suddenly pressed down.

The dark red crescent suddenly shot down.

Behind the crescent, the bloody afterimages were like silk. Countless vicious shadows flashed. They constantly changed, moving and turning, forming and disappearing!

A peerlessly vicious presence came with an ear-piercing howl like the wails of thousand of ghost that caused people’s minds toshake.

The blood color of the crescent blade became even deeper and the bloody shadows behind were even redder.

Hundred Sacrificial Soul Killing Sword!