Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Xia Jingxue and the others let out a long sigh of relief as they watched the figure disappear into the distance. They had finally won.    

    

When Xia Yuhee took out the Bodhi Lotus Seat and used the mysterious Three Profound Combat Dragons Transformation, their emotions were extremely complicated. They were even worried that Ao Lingchen would not be able to do anything to her.    

    

However, the final result made them heave a long sigh of relief.    

    

In the end, Ao Lingchen relied on his powerful combat strength to forcefully defeat the powerful Xia Yuhee. Furthermore, the sword technique that he displayed caused great waves in everyone's hearts.    

    

However, all of this wasn't important at this moment. The most important thing for them right now was to enjoy the joy of Ao Lingchen's victory.    

    

Right at this moment, a cold snort sounded out from the crowd.    

    

"Ao Lingchen!"    

    

Immediately following that, a powerful battle intent spread out from below the battle platform.    

    

This enormous aura was so powerful that it could topple mountains and overturn seas, and it was mixed with an indifferent and ethereal aura.    

    

At that instant, including Ao Lingchen who was on the fighting stage, everyone who was watching the battle looked in the direction of the explosion.    

    

Ao Lingchen focused his gaze on the source of the explosion. He looked at the person who was emitting a shocking aura and coldly looking at his own figure. The fighting spirit in his body was also stimulated by his opponent. It surged crazily, and his spiritual energy surged out explosively towards Murong Feng.    

    

When his mental energy mixed with combat intent collided with Murong Feng's Qi, Ao Lingchen frowned. He did not know if it was an illusion or real feeling, but he felt that this man in front of him was emitting a boundless righteous energy. The man who claimed to have grasped the inheritance of Confucianism and was synonymous with justice could feel a hidden brutal and brutal aura from his body. This was an obscure, yet extremely huge aura of evil. From this aura, he could feel the destruction of the world. He could feel a bloody storm.    

    

What was going on?    

    

How could a person who had inherited the righteous energy hide such an evil and evil aura?    

    

Moreover, this evil aura seemed very terrifying and familiar.    

    

Evil spirit?    

    

Staring at the figure that was emitting a huge Qi not far away, a thought flashed across Ao Lingchen's mind. His brows furrowed and he revealed a serious expression.    

    

"Could it be that he really has something to do with the evil spirit?!"    

    

Ao Lingchen had some guesses about this matter a long time ago, but he didn't find any evidence. Moreover, such a person, who was emitting a righteous aura, was really hard to believe that he had something to do with the evil spirit.    

    

However, at this moment, he actually felt an evil and bloody aura from the evil spirit. He couldn't help but suspect that the evil spirit was extremely important to him.    

    

While Ao Lingchen was sizing up Murong Feng, Murong Feng was also staring at an ordinary face. That pair of cold and indifferent eyes were staring back at him. A wild and violent Qi surged out of his body and rushed towards Ao Lingchen. It collided with his combat intent.    

    

"It has been a long time since the Tianwu Academy arrived. This long period of time has given me the feeling that a year and a year have passed!"    

    

"Finally, this is the moment!"    

    

Murong Feng was wearing a brown Confucian robe. He stared at Ao Lingchen with endless ambition in his eyes. A cold light flashed across his eyes.    

    

While muttering to himself, Murong Feng slowly walked towards the fighting stage.    

    

"Ao Lingchen, I was going to give you the time for an incense stick to burn to restore your condition." Murong Feng said indifferently, "But the rules aren't like this. So, we can start now."    

    

In Murong Feng's eyes, this was the best time to strike. He wanted to take your life while you were still sick.    

    

As for his scholarly thinking, he didn't care about it when it came to a fair fight.    

    

Murong Feng's words caused an uproar in the square. It seemed like everyone was dissatisfied with his decision to not let Ao Lingchen recover to his peak condition.    

    

However, the experts on the nebula didn't express any opinion. In fact, in their point of view, there was nothing wrong with it. Everything was right.    

    

Especially Lee Zhen, the Sect Master of the Essence Sword Sect. He wouldn't have any objections because at this moment, no matter who won the battle, the first place would belong to the Essence Sword Sect. The Essence Sword Sect had already won the battle this time.    

    

It could even be said that for so many years, this would be the time for the Essence Sword Sect to feel proud and high-spirited.    

    

On the battle platform!    

    

"Do you think you can defeat me? Do you really think that I have already used up all my strength?" Ao Lingchen said indifferently. That mocking expression made Murong Feng's eyes slightly narrow. Ao Lingchen's words made him very unhappy, as if he wanted to take advantage of him. One should know that this was the rules of the competition.    

    

"Ao Lingchen, there is one thing that I have to admit. Your combat strength is indeed powerful, but you are no longer at your peak. Why do you need to act like an ant trying to shake a tree? Why do you need to overestimate yourself?"    

    

Murong Feng spoke slowly and took a step forward, walking towards Ao Lingchen who was standing in front of him. As he approached, the Qi radiating from his body became stronger and stronger. A huge volcano erupted, and it soared into the sky. It swept across the sky like a violent storm. It forcefully pressed down on Ao Lingchen, and a strong killing intent burst out from it.    

    

Waves of Qi rolled violently in the air. It was like a giant hand that was emitting a terrifying power, grabbing towards Ao Lingchen. It was as if it wanted to crush Ao Lingchen.    

    

"This is your last chance. Admit defeat." Murong Feng's body was emitting a powerful and terrifying energy as he spoke coldly.    

    

His Qi transformed into a giant hand that crazily slapped the sky, as if it wanted to tear the space apart. That ferocious Qi caused the hearts of everyone below the stage to tremble. Murong Feng's strength was too strong.    

    

Perhaps he hadn't displayed such terrifying strength in his previous battles, but at this moment, the strength he displayed was extremely terrifying.    

    

"Ao Lingchen, back then, we were rivals in love. You have stolen the woman I love. Today, let's settle this matter here."    

    

Murong Feng spoke coldly, a cold light flashed across his eyes.    

    

The crowd was stunned when they heard Murong Feng's words. How could there be such a relationship between Ao Lingchen and Murong Feng? They were actually rivals in love?    

    

Xia Jingxue, who was standing beside Qing Chen, stared at Murong Feng with an angry face. She was very unhappy in her heart. She did not expect that Murong Feng would actually say such things in public.    

    

"Actually, I was very surprised just now. I had thought about it before. Who was the last person who stood on the fighting stage and fought me? Was it Xia Yuhee? Wang Chuan? Or is it still Zhou Yong? However, unexpectedly, in the end, the one remaining on the fighting stage was you. Ao Lingchen. It's you, Ao Lingchen."    

    

" But, this is good as well. We are now on the fighting stage, and in front of everyone's eyes, we will settle our grudges. "    

    

Murong Feng said what he wanted to say. His voice was filled with confidence that he would win the battle, and he showed an arrogant attitude.    

    

It was as if he had defeated many powerful enemies, and in the end, Ao Lingchen, who was standing on the fighting stage like an overlord, still didn't have the qualifications to defeat him.    

    

"Calculating? It's true that we have to calculate properly between us."    

    

Ao Lingchen spoke in a flat tone. His main goal was naturally to obtain the first place among the five sects. As for the score Murong Feng mentioned, he naturally wouldn't mind calculating all the grudges and grudges he had accumulated over the years with him.    

    

Their score might only be some of the conflicts in the Tianwu Academy back then, but...    

    

At this moment, what Ao Lingchen wanted to settle with him wasn't the jealousy, but the doubts in his heart.    

    

During this period of time, he had been paying attention to Murong Feng. He had discovered, or rather, guessed a terrifying thing in his heart.    

    

It was very likely that Murong Feng was related to the evil spirit.    

    

There was no evidence. This was an intuition in Ao Lingchen's heart, a premonition that made him want to test it out.    

    

Therefore, today was the day of Five Sects Competition's battle for the top position, and also the chance for him to test Murong Feng's relationship with the evil spirit.    

    

However, he believed that the final champion would belong to him, Ao Lingchen!    

    

"You'd better not be guessed by my premonition." Ao Lingchen muttered to himself, and a cold look flashed across his eyes.    

    

He only had a single desire to kill evil spirits!