Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"Wang Yi?"    

Looking at the figure blocking his path, Ao Lingchen frowned slightly.    

At this moment, Wang Yi was leading three men to block his path, as if he had come with ill intentions.    

"That's right, it's me."    

"Ao Lingchen, you didn't expect that I would block your path here and give you such a big surprise. Don't even think about living today."    

Wang Yi looked at Ao Lingchen fiercely and said with a dark expression.    

The last time he was defeated by Ao Lingchen, Wang Yi was filled with anger.    

He had never thought that this kid from the Essence Sword Sect would be so powerful, causing him to become a joke during this period of time.    

However, it was different this time.    

In order to deal with Ao Lingchen, he didn't come alone this time. Instead, he invited a group of three core disciples whose strength was close to the top.    

The three of them were really good friends in Saint Asura Sect.    

The triplets had different appearances. One of them was fat, the other was thin, and the last one was tall and sturdy. It was shocking.    

However, what made them famous in Saint Asura Sect was the strength of the three of them.    

All three of them were core disciples, and their individual strength could be considered to be at the bottom of the ranking.    

However, because of the triplets, the three of them were able to communicate with each other. When they joined hands, their strength could be ranked at the top among the core disciples.    

There were less than ten people who could defeat the three of them.    

Their combat strength was comparable to the top ten of the core disciples. Even Sikong Wuxin could not compare with them.    

It could be said that Wang Yi had spent a lot of money to deal with Ao Lingchen.    

As long as he could kill Ao Lingchen, Wang Yi wouldn't mind paying a great price. He was willing to do so.    

He wanted to repay his adoptive father and avenge the two brothers, who were not related by blood but were like brothers.    

"Hehe, Ao Lingchen, right? I heard that you defeated Wang Yi not long ago, and that it was also related to Situ Yee, Chen Hsingxu, and the others. But today, no one will be able to protect you."    

The fat man next to Wang Yi said with a sinister smile, "Why don't you stretch your neck and let me chop you off with my axe? It will save everyone from wasting their energy."    

"That's right. Stretch your neck out. I will give you a quick death."    

The fat man, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, also said coldly.    

Standing beside the fat man and the thin man, the tall and sturdy young man did not say a word.    

However, when he looked at Ao Lingchen, his eyes were unusually cold. The meaning that he expressed was no different from the two people beside him.    

"You are the three demons of Saint Asura?"    

Ao Lingchen narrowed his eyes slightly.    

In his memory, among the 81 core disciples of the Saint Asura Sect, three of them were brothers.    

These three brothers were ranked pretty well among the core disciples. They were ranked 50th, 51st, and 52nd respectively. Compared to Wang Yi, who could be eliminated at any time, they were not on the same level.    

However, what really caught Ao Lingchen's attention wasn't their ranking, but the following remarks.    

According to the records, when these three brothers joined forces, their combat strength would be comparable to the 27th Hidden Dragon Rank.    

The Hidden Dragon Rank recorded the 36 strongest people of the Saint Asura Sect's younger generation, and none of them were weak.    

Among them were the 10 true disciples, as well as some geniuses who were second only to the true disciples.    

They represented the most elite group of Heavenly Prides collected by the Saint Asura Sect from all over the world, and they were the most outstanding existences in the Saint Asura Sect.    

The combined strength of the three demons of the Saint Asura to possess the combat strength of the twenty-seventh Hidden Dragon Rank was truly amazing.    

Such a terrifying combat strength was only second to the Void King.    

"It's not the three demons of the Saint Asura, it's the three Saints of the Saint Asura!"    

A deep and hoarse voice sounded out from the burly youth's throat, and an evil aura emerged from his body.    

He clenched his fists tightly at the same time, and the sound of frying beans rang out.    

Ao Lingchen's words had made him very dissatisfied.    

"Kid, you are dead meat! How dare you provoke my big brother's anger?!"    

The fat man said maliciously.    

"That's right, you're dead meat! You actually dared to make my big brother angry!"    

The thin man said.    

As the two spoke, their bodies also surged with heaven overflowing killing intent.    

What they hated the most was being called the three demons of Saint Asura. If they were stronger than them, it would be fine. After all, even if they were unhappy, there was nothing they could do.    

They had never thought that a country bumpkin who was weaker than their brother would dare to call them that. They were simply courting death.    

Seeing the three people beside him getting angry, the sneer on Wang Yi's face became more and more obvious.    

This was what he was happy to see.    

The more Ao Lingchen offended these three brothers, the happier he was, because this way, he would be one step closer to death.    

Looking at Ao Lingchen, Wang Yi seemed to have seen the despair before Ao Lingchen's death.    

Ao Lingchen completely ignored Wang Yi, his eyes curiously looking at the three demons of Saint Asura, "According to the rumors, the three demons of Saint Asura joined hands and defeated Yu Jialuo, who is ranked 27th on the Hidden Dragon Rank. Let me see your strength?"    

After saying that, Ao Lingchen paused for a moment, then continued asking curiously, "Could it be that the three of you have a joint attack method?"    

Ao Lingchen naturally saw the surging Qi of the three brothers in front of him. With the Qi that they were emitting... Ao Lingchen didn't think that they had the ability to defeat anyone on the Hidden Dragon Rank, let alone Yu Jialuo, who was ranked 27th.    

Even though he had never seen Yu Jialuo or fought before, judging from the information he had, his strength was definitely at the Peak of Half Step Martial King.    

Even if the strength of the Saint Asura's three demons and three brothers was equal to one plus one, it was still impossible for them to defeat him.    

The only explanation was that their minds were connected, and they had also cultivated a joint attack technique similar to the one used by the guardians of the Trials Tower.    

When he thought of this, a strong curiosity emerged in Ao Lingchen's heart.    

He wanted to know what abilities these three brothers had.    

The burly youth clenched his fist tightly, and a fierce murderous aura emerged in his eyes, "I will say it again, we are not the three demons of the Saint Asura, we are."    

"Alright."    

Ao Lingchen interrupted the burly young man's words, and said impatiently, "Show me what you can do. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."    

The burly youth's words were directly refuted by Ao Lingchen's words. He couldn't even finish his words, which made him feel very uncomfortable.    

"Very good. Since you are courting death, don't blame us three brothers for being ruthless."    

The tall and sturdy young man looked at Ao Lingchen maliciously. The latter's words had completely infuriated him. He could only swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth when he interrupted him. This had also strengthened his determination to kill his opponent.    

Ao Lingchen frowned in dissatisfaction.    

Swoosh!    

A fierce wind started blowing.    

An afterimage flashed past.    

"Bang!"    

A dull sound of impact rang out.    

The tall and sturdy youth's voice directly flew out.    

His body was like a sandbag, slicing through the air and landing heavily on the ground.    

In the air, there was a trace of blood dripping down.    

This was the blood that flowed out from the burly youth's nose.    

In the blink of an eye, Ao Lingchen had already punched the burly youth's nose, causing his blood to splash out.    

"If you want to fight, you can't just do it. Why do you have to talk nonsense? Who told you that I want to hear your nonsense?"    

Ao Lingchen looked at the figure that was sent flying by his punch with dissatisfaction, and his eyes revealed a shocking hostility.    

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