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The moment this expert from the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect let out a shrill cry, the remaining two great disciples and the three holy sons could not help but reveal expressions of shock. They looked in shock at the young man who was scurrying back in a sorry state, and when they saw the young man's broken leg, their faces instantly became gloomy.

On the side of the small world sect, a puzzled expression surfaced on the face of the usually expressionless old man. Soon after, his brain stopped at the weird scene from before.

"He's only at the Sixth Heavenly Layer, how could he have such strong defensive power? Could it be that... It's the Small World Heaven Flexible Armor?! "

"Dammit! Did this boy steal away little head Jie Tian's soft armor?"

"Could it be that something happened to young master Jie?"

The old man's name was Old Yin, and he was an elder as powerful as Old Gray. In the small World Sect, his position was the same as Old Grey, and he was also known as Old Gray and Old Black.

The dark elder's eyes swept across the disciple with one of his legs missing. Then, his eyes were like poisonous snakes as they roamed around the youth's body. He narrowed his eyes and looked straight at Ling Jian's upper body, as if he wanted to clearly see all the items in the disciple's body …

Old Yin's change also caused the four great disciples of the small world sect to be aware of it at the first moment. Immediately, the four great disciples shot over their curious gazes and all of them whispered, "Old Yin, what's wrong? What did you find out? "

"This boy, he should have Young Master Jie's small Heaven's Soft Armor!"

"What?" Could it be that something happened to young master Jie? "

The four experts were shocked and their faces changed abruptly. The calmness on their faces was finally replaced by the rippling waves.

"Old Yin, what should we do now?"

The four experts all looked over at Ling Jian with a puzzled expression. They were all roaming around Ling Jian's body like poisonous snakes.

Just as Old Yin was about to speak, the youth in front of him had already opened his mouth. His cold gaze swept across the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect members as killing intent surged from his body.

Wan Pingchuan, you are dead meat now, this young master spouted so much nonsense to you all just to cripple the powerful master beside you. Now, he has one of his legs already been crippled by me, and none of you can escape.

Ling Jian's body exploded forth with an aura of 30 meters, the surrounding space seemed to warp and distort.

"Kill him, kill him for me! All of you, attack together and kill him!"

Ling Jian's murderous words finally made him walk out from the deep shock he felt. His heart turned cold as he commanded the two disciples behind him. The feeling Ling Jian gave him was extremely dangerous, and from Ling Jian's body, he could feel a pressure that was even more terrifying than that of a vicious beast.

At a time like this, no matter how dangerous Ling Jian was, their people had to endure it. Or else, they would leave a bad impression in front of the people from the small world school, and not even be able to kill a single piece of trash from back then.

"What a piece of trash!"

Just as the command from the three saint son arrived, a deep and heavy shout suddenly came from behind. In the midst of the shout, Old Yin's hidden eyes swept across the four people from the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect like a viper and said to the four disciples beside him, "Kill them!"

"Yes sir!"

The eyes of the four disciples were filled with frost. They suddenly pressed against the ground and shot out. The speed of the four was extremely fast. They actually directly appeared in front of the two disciples who had just received their orders from the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect.

The four disciples suddenly split up. Two of them headed towards the third saint son of the Myriad Thunder Sect and the close combat expert of the third saint son.

"Friends from the Little World School, if you help me, you can truly instantly kill this boy!"

The sudden appearance of this scene caused the faces of everyone in the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect to be filled with joy. The first one to speak was surprisingly the disciple whose leg had been crippled by Ling Jian earlier.

"Your Ten Thousand Lightning School is truly trash. To deal with trash like him, we even need to attack in groups. The people from my little World School don't need trash subordinates."

However, before the faces of everyone from the Ten Thousand Thunder School completely blossomed with joy, the four experts from the Small World School who suddenly arrived were caught off guard and they directly chopped off the necks of the four people from the Ten Thousand Thunder School and killed everyone from the Ten Thousand Thunder School with one strike.

"This is the so-called Son of God. He's only so much, and he killed you with a single slash!"

The disciple that had beheaded the Third Saint Child with the short blade Chou Chi was filled with excitement. He licked his lips, and he seemed to be extremely bloodthirsty.

The four people from the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect, who were fighting Ling Jian earlier, all fell to the ground in this short moment. All of their heads landed on the ground, flew into the air, and then fell to the ground in a mess.1

This sudden scene caused Ling Jian's expression to change as he involuntarily took a step back. Promptly, his heart turned cold as he seemed to have thought of something.

Damn it, those people from the Small World Sect are truly vicious. I know, they must have heard that the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect wanted to annex the Qing-Yun Sect, and they had the urge to kill them all. They suspect that the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect is targeting them, so they would rather kill a thousand than let one of them go!

Ling Jian could not help but take a step back. Even with his state of mind, he was shocked by what had just happened, and did not know what to do.

Of course, the other aspect was Ling Jian's approval of his own methods.

To show weakness to the enemy.

"Kid, don't be so surprised. Next up, it's your turn!"

The four disciples of the Little World Sect all coldly yelled and swept up their blades. They instantly shot out explosively and became four afterimages. They separated into four different directions and completely surrounded Ling Jian's body. Their expressions were gloomy and they were like a group of venomous snakes attacking together.

"What a strong battle aura, what a strong siege force!"

The strength of the disciples of this small world sect was generally much higher than the disciples of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect. Although they were all at the seventh level of the martial path, none of the four of them could be compared to the disciples of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect who had their thighs cut off by Ling Jian earlier.

These four disciples surrounded him without fighting back, appearing to be ridiculing him like a cat catching a mouse. They stared at Ling Jian with sinister expressions, causing Ling Jian to feel extremely depressed. Did he provoke all of you?

He did not believe that the people from the small World School would target him because of the death of the Ten Thousand Lightning School. Besides, it was obvious that the people from the Ten Thousand Lightning School were killed by the people from the small World School.

"Could it be, they're here for the Immortal Execution Archipelago?"

Ling Jian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and immediately, he looked at the old man opposite him.

"Sire, if you have any powerful moves, please show them..."

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