C917 (1/2)

”Eldest Brother!”

At the top of the mountain, not long after the disciples of the Sword Saint were gathered, Sword Ying bled out from all seven orifices. Ye Ling forcefully took out his memories and died on the spot.

All of the sword disciples changed their expressions, all of them had killing intent written all over their faces as they stared straight at Ye Ling, some of them were gnashing their teeth in anger.

Standing in the middle of the encirclement, Ye Ling could not even close his mouth as he looked at the memory soul orb in his hand. After a long while, he pressed it between his eyebrows and forcefully absorbed the orb.

Emperor Huang, Nie Hun and Qin Sisi all had tense expressions. The people surrounding them were all Immortal Monarchs, and all of them were disciples of the Sword Saint. Their strength was naturally above the same level.

”Damn it! Who exactly are you, to actually kill our eldest senior brother, why did you use such vicious means to take his soul orb? ”

Seeing Ye Ling fusing with the Sword Ying's soul orb, a middle-aged man stood out from the surrounding sword disciples. This man was Yong Sheng Yo's strongest, and also their senior brother.

This person's name was' Sword Miasma '. His cultivation was at the ninth level of the Immortal King and his strength had reached the second level of the Star Martial Saint. Among the Sword Saint's disciples, he was the second senior brother to the Sword Disciples.

Hearing someone shout, Ye Ling who had just merged with the Sword Hero Pearl, slowly turned around. She frowned and looked at Sword Bug, and said, ”Do I need you to care who I kill or what I want to do?”

”As the disciple of the Sword Saint, what is the meaning behind not guarding your own position and running all the way to the summit?”

”Could it be that all of you are greedy for this peerless sword art and are afraid that someone like me will take it away? Is that why you are here?”

Ye Ling opened his mouth to retort angrily, every word he said hit the nail on the head, this group of people were here for the Deicide Tactic, how could they have expected that they would actually witness Ye Ling killing their big senior brother, Jian Ying?

The expressions of the Sword Mages and the rest became ugly, all of their gazes were like torches, staring angrily at Ye Ling who was clenching his teeth. had seen through their intentions, of course they had the urge to kill him.

”Humph!” ”What method did you use to step onto the peak of the mountain?”

”Seeing how many of you there are, it is certainly not in accordance with the rules of the Sword Dome Mountain. If you know what's good for you, quickly surrender or else all of you will die here today!”

Swordsman fiercely clenched his teeth, his eyes slightly narrowed as he watched Ye Ling directly label Ye Ling as a fake. He did not even know that Ye Ling had fought alone, and did not even use anyone to help him.

However, Sword Master wouldn't believe that Ye Ling had that kind of power, because Ye Ling's cultivation was not strong enough to kill the Sword Ying, so Sword Master insisted on joining hands to charge into the Sword Sky Mountain.

”Second senior brother, what are you talking to them about?”

”Yes!” Just kill them all and avenge our eldest senior brother! ”

”...”

The surrounding sword disciples were all at loggerheads, when they saw Ye Ling's arrogant and reckless look, they could not suppress the anger in their hearts.

”I never thought that Sword Saint's disciple would also not be a good person.”

Nie Hun saw that the Sword Disciples' faces were filled with killing intent, and sneered, because he thought too highly of Sword Lord and his disciple.

He had originally thought that the Venerable Lord Sword was known for his heroic reputation and was even stricter towards his own disciples. However, he had never expected that these people were no different from villains living in the city.

For the sake of benefits, he would always do something like deceiving his teacher and exterminating his ancestors. He was on the same side as Jian Ying, who was always on the lookout.

”It's no wonder. The Sword Saint was unwilling to pass his sword technique down to his disciple. After seeing all these people today, I finally understand why.”

Emperor Huang shook his head and sighed, in his eyes, the Sword lord had always been proud and arrogant, although he was ruthless, he was still a man of integrity.

A character like the Sword Saint naturally did not wish for his sword art to fall into the wrong hands and ruin his reputation. Amongst his 108 sword disciples, every one of them were geniuses with outstanding talents and in the way of the sword.

However, it was a pity that the hearts of these people weren't firm. Each of them had their own greed, eyeing his sword techniques covetously. They all had their own motives.

That was why the Sword Saint had declared that if anyone were to step onto the summit of the Sword dome Mountain, he would give that person his peerless sword art. This was to call upon the people of the world to find a suitable successor for himself.

Not only that, he had also purposely distributed his 108 sword disciples around the Sword Dome Mountain so that they could guard it and use their hands to test whether the challengers had the ability to do so or not in order to inherit his legacy.

From this, it could be seen that Sword Sovereign had put in a lot of effort. However, how could he have expected that his disciples were all so ambitious, and had such high aspirations for possession of the sword technique?

Facing Emperor Huang's mockery, the faces of the surrounding sword disciples were cold, their killing intent intense.

Ye Ling laughed and shook his head. He had wasted his illustrious life as the Sword Saint, but he did not know that his disciples were all ungrateful bastards. In the end, it was all the fault of the Deicide Tactic.

”I advise you to scram!”

”Don't force me to go on a killing spree, I'll dye this Sword Sky Mountain in blood!”

Ye Ling touched his nose, then immediately walked out, a terrifying Qi exploded out of his body, directly causing his tiger eyes to widen, he shouted out a warning to his opponent.

The expressions of the Sword Mage and the rest changed, the Qi that Ye Ling was releasing was so strong, and actually exceeded their expectations.

The Sword Mage's eyes flickered continuously like stars, facing Ye Ling's arrogant provocation, he gritted his teeth, suddenly took a step forward, and instantly unleashed a sword attack that was as fast as lightning, directly thrusting towards Ye Ling.

”You're courting death!”

Seeing the sneak attack, Ye Ling's face was filled with killing intent, he shouted loudly, and directly struck out with his palm.

Boom! *

His palm exploded, and in the next instant, Swordsman was pushed back.

Sou sou!

As the Sword Monarch retreated backwards, the 10 Immortal Monarchs behind him all pounced at Ye Ling like ferocious tigers, doing their best to fight.

Ye Ling's expression congealed, he quickly flew backwards, sneaking into between the attacks of the crowd. His right hand grabbed the air, causing the Blood Yama to appear, suddenly sweeping out with its sword, causing anyone who got close to it to be pushed back by the sword rainbow.

Ye Ling fought alone against a group of disciples, with one man fighting with his sword, he was able to kill everything in the world, the intense battle was extremely spectacular, it was extremely shocking.

Emperor Huang, Nie Hun and Qin Sisi were all dumbstruck. Seeing Ye Ling's strength, they felt that they had no use for him.

Because in this battle, all of the sword cultivators were experts, Ye Ling relied on his methods and strength to force the sword disciples to a corner, making it hard for them to suppress him.

Boom!