Most Conceited War God

At this moment, the Black Flame Abyss had already descended into a hell like situation for Asura. The bloody and soaring aura that spread out from the Black Flame Arena stirred the entire atmosphere of the Black Flame Abyss, turning it into an Asura hell …    

In this darkness, a human figure tore apart the dark sky like lightning and directly shot out explosively towards the lagoon outside of the Black Flame Abyss. It was as though as long as one escaped from the terrible scene of the Black Flame Abyss, one would be able to avoid death.    

This miserable figure was none other than the Eldest Brother of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect.    

At this moment, the elder senior brother no longer had the valiant bearing he had before.    

His eyes were bloodshot, obviously showing signs of going berserk. He looked at the exit of the Black Fire Abyss, which was about to disappear, and looked extremely excited. He suddenly rushed over, obviously intending to evacuate this vile area of the Black Fire Abyss at the fastest speed possible.    

Buzz.    

The sky seemed to tremble slightly. Soon after, an even swifter sound of wind splitting suddenly appeared. It was as though a figure that seemed like a god of slaughter had stepped out from the distorted space. He held a sword in his hand and was extremely mighty.    

The person rushing over from behind was clearly emitting a murderous aura and was even faster. In a blink of an eye, he appeared at the previous Eldest Senior Brother who was about to leave the entrance of the Black Flame Abyss.    

"Eh?"    

The change that occurred behind him also caused the eldest senior brother's expression to change immediately. Shock surfaced on his face and spread like a spider web. He struggled and looked quite terrifying.    

"How long more do you want to run?"    

Ling Jian's cold voice directly appeared behind the eldest senior brother of the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect. Immediately, his figure strangely appeared in front of the eldest senior brother, and his left hand suddenly slapped the eldest senior brother's chest.    

Puff!    

The head disciple of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect let out a strange cry as he was sent flying backwards. A mouthful of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. He was heavily injured by Ling Jian's move, and then he kneeled on the ground.    

The collapsed chest still had a bloody, blurry line of sight, and it was a shocking sight to behold.    

"You …"    

He completely ignored the injuries on his body and was suffering from the excruciating pain of being crippled. He gritted his teeth and reached into his arms, and soon after, a bright ray of light slowly bloomed from his chest, like a rising sun that suddenly appeared in the boundless darkness, dazzling all around.    

This sudden change also caused Ling Jian's expression to change slightly. He hurriedly raised his Chaotic world sword to block in front of him. With the help of the Sword of Disorder, he was able to block the red light that was being released.    

As his gaze concentrated, Ling Jian's eyes immediately froze. His tightly clenched Luan Luan Sword, directly dropped from his palm and floated in front of him, before he suddenly slapped the Luan Luan Sword with one hand. The Luan Sword turned into a ray of light and shot up into the sky, piercing towards the head senior of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect who was already flying in the sky and fleeing in the ground under the encirclement of the red light.    

"Damn it! It's a flying wing again! "    

When Ling Jian thrust out, the eldest senior brother had already used the power of his wings to soar into the sky and was about to disappear from his line of sight. When the Chaotic world sword stabbed over, it merely sliced apart the opponent's afterimage.    

"Not good, this kid, I can't let you escape!"    

Right now, he had killed the young master of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, Wan Lei Jie. If he allowed this senior brother of his to escape and inform the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect of this matter, the current Qing-Yun Sect would fall into an unprecedented situation.    

Even though he had told the three Medicine Sect elders about this matter before he left, the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect would definitely not let this matter go this time. They might not dare to force this matter, so they could only give up.    

In this way, the Qing-Yun Sect, which had its center of gravity in the far north, became extremely passive.    

However, just as his body was sent flying, what greeted him was the dizziness from falling down. His feet touched the ground and landed on it. The numbing pain he felt had completely cleared Ling Jian from his previous impulsive state.    

Right now, he couldn't summon the mysterious sword qi in his Sea of Consciousness.    

"Damn it!"    

Ling Jian was infuriated as he punched the ground, causing the ground to crack and shatter into pieces like dust.    

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the dark sky where there was no longer any red light. He was extremely regretful. If he had known that this would happen, then he would have killed this damnable fellow just now.    

Ah!    

The dust in the surroundings flew up, and the shattered pieces of soil involuntarily shot up into the sky. In a few short breaths of time, they appeared several tens of feet high, and a terrifying scene directly appeared in front of the Black Fire Abyss's exit. It was as if the Black Fire Abyss's lush ground had suddenly formed a bridge that connected the heaven and earth in this short period of time.    

Weng! *    

Sensing the anger in Ling Jian's heart, he took the initiative to burst out from within the Mustard Seed Crystal and turned into a black coloured flame. Within the flame, the Undying Firebird, which had unfurled its wings, slowly bloomed.    

"Eh?"    

This strange scene that had suddenly occurred caused Ling Jian to be shocked. He hurriedly recovered from his crazed state and looked warily at the black light that was floating in front of him.    

Within the flame, the Undying Fire Bird's evil spirit seemed to have a mind of its own as it stared at Ling Jian and revealed a savage smile.    

"Brat, do you want to kill that brat just now?"    

From within the undying black flames came the fierce laughter of the Undying Firebird's vile souls.    

"Yes!"    

Ling Jian nodded subconsciously. Without the slightest hesitation, he spoke directly.    

The head disciple of the Myriad Thunder Sect had to be killed, otherwise, the Qing-Yun Sect would be in for a ride of misfortune.    

"Then, let me control your sea of consciousness!"    

"You can choose not to believe me, but that way, you'll lose your only chance to kill that kid just now."    

"I can channel a part of my power into your body through your sea of consciousness and let you instantly possess the ability to fly into the sky and escape into the ground. This way, you can be like that damned brat just now and fly into the sky and escape into the ground."    

From within the undying black flames, from within the evil spirit of the Undying Firebird came a malicious laughter, full of resentment as it spoke of the head senior brother of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect.    

Obviously. The soul of the Undying Fire Bird was also quite annoyed and filled with hatred towards the people from the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect.    

"What do you think about this deal?"    

"..."