92 The Destruction of the Supreme Sword Dao Sect VII (2/2)

When he was on the verge of piercing through Jian Lei's heart with his beastly left hand, the space around him ripple and Elder Zhuo suddenly appeared right behind his back. With a cold glint, he plunged a short sword straight towards Ling Chen's back.

The stab was simply too fast and Ling Chen had no time to dodge it.

”That little bastard is dead for sure!” All of the disciples, as well as the elders, already assumed that Ling Chen's fate was sealed when they saw Elder Zhuo's timely sneak attack.

At this moment, Elder Zhuo was ecstatic as he felt his short sword piercing thorough Ling Chen's back.

However, the next moment, the complexion of the elders suddenly changed as they couldn't believe their eyes.

Ling Chen, with one hand, was still holding Jian Lei by the neck like a chicken, while he used the other one to catch elder Zhuo's short sword.

” I almost fell asleep while waiting for your sword to stab my back.” Ling Chen turned around and smilingly said to elder Zhuo.

The initially ecstatic elder Zhuo was now completely frightened due to Ling Chen. At this time, he recognized that the short sword did not pierce through Ling Chen flesh, it was caught by his left hand while he was still facing Jian Lei

At this moment, Elder Zhuo had truly realized that he had kicked an iron plate.

As such, without any hesitation, the aghast elder Zhuo turned around to run, but before he could escape, Ling Chen's beastly claws had already pierced through his chest.

Puchi!

”No!” Elder Zhuo exclaimed with a shocked expression, but he was powerless. His eyes flashed hints of bewilderment and regrets. He did not understand how he had fallen.

Swoosh!

In less than a second, a gush of pure energy and blood was transferred from Ling Chen's fingernails into his body. Meanwhile, Elder Zhuo's body was being drained and depleted like a balloon at an astonishing speed.

Feeling the pure energy coming from his fingernails to his body, a light smiled curved into his lips

” I miss this feeling.” Ling Chen whispered to himself as he was enjoying the moment.

The abrupt change happened too quickly, rendering the other elders to be shocked.

Seeing the events that transpired right before their eyes, they felt a cold chill that reverberated throughout their bodies!

At the same time, they were also happy that it wasn't them. They wanted to sneak attack Ling Chen when he was preoccupied with the sect master, but they didn't have the guts to do it.

After he was done absorbing the blood and life essence of elder Zhuo, Ling Chen threw away his dried corpse like a bag of trash.

”Now, it's your time.” Ling Chen said as he shifted his gaze towards the deathly pale Jian Lei who didn't have the strength to even lift his finger, let alone fight back.

However, before he could act again.

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”Junior, stay your hand!”

A voice, akin to thunder in the sky, rang across the inner sect region; no one could resist the authority contained within that voice. It was as though it had the power to pierce straight to the soul.

Upon hearing that voice, the previously horrified great elders suddenly became ecstatic as they simultaneously shouted:

” Ancestor!”