Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"Useless trash!"    

Facing the violent killing blow, Wang Chuan shot a glance at Tianfeng Prince, who was still being held back by the Baleful Yin Wind Ball, and let out a furious roar.    

He could naturally see that Tianfeng Prince did not put in any effort. Although it seemed like he was tied up by the Baleful Yin Wind Ball, in fact, he wanted him to fight in the front line, so that he could exhaust himself in the fierce battle with Ao Lingchen, and then he could pick up the scraps!    

Thinking of this, a gloomy look emerged in Wang Chuan's eyes. His eyes quickly turned, as if he was thinking of something!    

In the next second, he, who was covered in blood, roared madly.    

"Asura Soul Dance!"    

After he said that, a bewitching blood shadow surged out from Wang Chuan's head, as if Witch from the Devil World was dancing.    

Witch, who was dancing, had a frown and a smile, as if she was filled with all sorts of evil.    

There was a legend in the ancient times that there was a female cultivator in the Devil World who was charming. Regardless of whether they were gods or devils, they were all subdued by her charming face.    

A smile that could topple cities was referring to this female cultivator.    

The female Asura entered the Dao through dancing. Her dance was so beautiful that it could topple cities and conquer the world.    

It was said that the Asura Hall had been passed down for a very long time. There was once a senior who was fortunate enough to see the Asura Maiden dance, and had comprehended a killing technique, the Asura Soul Dance.    

This killing technique was the inheritance technique of the Asura Hall. Wang Chuan was the strongest Heavenly Pride in the Asura Hall, so he naturally had this combat technique in his hands.    

Now, in order to resist Ao Lingchen's overbearing attack, he could only use this inherited combat technique.    

Dance of the Heavens and Earth! The moment the Asura phantom merged into his body, Wang Chuan's body became as soft as a boneless bone. In a split second, he turned into dancing shadows that filled the sky.    

The dancing shadows turned into nothingness and strangely disappeared from where they were. It was as if they were dancing as they entered the void.    

The dancing shadows rose up instantly and were extremely fast. Even with Ao Lingchen's majestic mental strength, he found it difficult to capture them.    

The Asura Soul danced. Wang Chuan's figure was unusually ethereal, and his speed was frightening. His figure flew and shuttled around Ao Lingchen's body in a strange manner. Every time he attacked, he would be accompanied by a sharp blood blade.    

Wherever the sharp blade passed, it was accompanied by a domineering and fierce aura. It swept and swept away.    

One could vaguely see numerous suffocating spatial cracks where the Blood Light was located.    

Ao Lingchen's eyes revealed some seriousness as he felt the blade light that was constantly slashing at him from all directions.    

These blade lights were extremely terrifying. If he was hit by them, even with Ao Lingchen's strong physique, he wouldn't be able to withstand them.    

Just as Ao Lingchen's sea of consciousness shook and his mental energy rushed out, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood was heard. Without any warning, a bloody light flashed and blood spurted out from Ao Lingchen's left arm.    

However, at this moment, Ao Lingchen didn't respond. A look of disdain flashed across his eyes, as if the wound on his arm that was splashing blood had nothing to do with him.    

Swoosh! Another bloody light flashed, and another scarlet bloody wound appeared on Ao Lingchen's body.    

Wang Chuan's move was extremely strange. It seemed like he was dancing in the void, and no one could find any trace of him.    

The moment his blade appeared, it would definitely leave a bloody red wound on Ao Lingchen's body.    

However, Ao Lingchen did not do nothing. The spiritual power in his sea of consciousness crazily enveloped the surroundings. Terrifying power swept across the surroundings. He was searching for traces of the strange Wang Chuan.    

All of a sudden!    

"Buzz!"    

Without any warning, Ao Lingchen's body swayed, and the Light Formation underneath his feet shot up into the sky. An ice-cold murderous aura rose up from his body, and he stepped on the Dark Evil Storm. Holding the Nine-floored Tower in his hand, he leapt up into the sky at an incredible speed.    

"What an insignificant skill! Heaven and Earth shall perish together!"    

In an instant, Ao Lingchen didn't hesitate, and he immediately unleashed his most powerful killing technique, which was the only killing technique he could use at the moment. The world would be destroyed together with him.    

Unlike the time when he killed Wang Chongtian with poison, the Nine-floored Tower had been strengthened by the sea of stars and flames, and the power of this attack had increased tremendously.    

With a loud sound that shook the sky and earth, a Blood Light blade cut across the sky and descended from the sky. It forcefully chopped down on the Nine-floored Tower that was surrounded by destructive lightning, and the two weapons collided. In an instant, a terrifying energy burst out. The huge energy instantly shattered the space. A terrifying force exploded within!    

In the blink of an eye, the Eight Trigrams Formation violently shook. The space in front of Ao Lingchen seemed to be shaken by a force that could shatter the heaven and earth, causing the space to distort in an instant. Numerous densely packed spatial cracks appeared within.    

Looking from afar, one could see a pitch-black dim light rising from the Eight Trigrams Formation. The dim light that was mixed with spatial cracks seemed to burst forth with a light that was several times brighter than the blazing sun. A violent cyclone suddenly pressed down. Under the impact of this energy, the snow below was crushed. It completely melted, and a bottomless black hole appeared from below.    

It was as if the earth had sunk.    

The power of this strike seemed to be able to split the heavens and split the earth apart, as if even the earth itself was going to be pierced through. It was extremely terrifying.    

With the power of the Nine-floored Tower, combined with the power of the destruction of the world, it could be said that Ao Lingchen's combat strength had been unleashed to the limit.    

"Puff!"    

A blood-red light flashed, and a strange figure fell from the dark light.    

Ao Lingchen and Wang Chuan's peak collision ended with the former's victory.    

"Do you still want to fight?!"    

Ao Lingchen hovered in the air and stood proudly. His eyes were filled with intense killing intent. The Nine-floored Tower was slowly rotating in his hand. Streaks of lightning arcs were lingering on the heavy tower in his hand. The Qi of destruction was pressing down on his body, and the terrifying power was overwhelming.    

It wasn't Ao Lingchen's good heart that had injured Wang Chuan with just one strike. It was because he knew very well that Wang Chuan wouldn't be able to become the pride of Asura Hall with just this little bit of skill.    

Even a dog would jump over a wall if it was anxious! If he wanted to take his dog life, it would definitely cause him to do everything he could to fight to the death.    

With his strength, if he wanted to fight to the death, even Ao Lingchen wouldn't be able to withstand it.    

More importantly, Ao Lingchen didn't want to let Tianfeng Prince get away with this.    

If it was a one-on-one battle, Ao Lingchen would never be able to survive.    

"Ao Lingchen, I'll remember you!"    

The moment the bloody light fell from the sky, it froze in midair.    

Wang Chuan, who was in the blood light, stared at Ao Lingchen with a gloomy expression. His eyes were filled with deep killing intent.    

As he spoke, Wang Chuan swept his gaze at Tianfeng Prince with a profound meaning. "Very well, just you wait!"    

As he said that, the bloody light flew away from the snow and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.    

Looking at the distant Wang Chuan and recalling his words just now, Tianfeng Prince's expression was gloomy, and a strong killing intent surged in his eyes.    

Wang Chuan's words were very good, so it was naturally directed at him!    

Different from Tianfeng Prince's inner displeasure, the corner of Ao Lingchen's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Tianfeng Prince with ridicule.    

Tianfeng Prince liked to scheme against others, but this time, his scheme seemed to be a little too much, and it made Wang Chuan hate him instead.    

Ao Lingchen stared at Tianfeng Prince with ridicule. "What about you? Do you still want to fight?"    

In a one on one fight, Ao Lingchen was not afraid of anyone. He even wanted to kill the person in front of him. After all, the grudges between them were not friendly.    

" Let's go! "    

Tianfeng Prince shot a cold glance at Ao Lingchen. He was full of unwillingness. He turned around and flew away.    

Without Wang Chuan's help, it was virtually impossible to deal with Ao Lingchen who possessed the divine weapon, the Nine-floored Tower!    

The instant Tianfeng Prince retreated, he instantly left with Feng Ming and the others!