1654: C1654 The Brewing of the Storm

C1654 The Brewing of the Storm

Haotian Saint Lord's sudden departure surprised everyone present.

They had never thought that this would be the outcome.

According to their guesses, even if Haotian Saint Lord didn't kill Sword Emperor Wusheng and Ao Lingchen on the spot, he would still severely injure them. He would bring them back to Saint Asura Sect and settle the score with them.

They had never thought that Haotian Saint Lord would let these two go just like that.

Although his intention was to let the competition take place first and settle the score after all the grudges were settled. However, from another point of view, Haotian Saint Lord was also a compromise.

A Sacred Lord who dominated a region could actually speak so easily in the situation of the fall of an Emperor in Haotian Saint Land. This seemed somewhat unrealistic.

Not to mention the fact that the emperors of Haotian Saint Land could not understand it, all the emperors of the various sects had surprised expressions on their faces. Even Sword Emperor Wusheng furrowed his brows. He didn't expect that Haotian Saint Lord, who looked like he was going to kill him and Ao Lingchen a second ago, would do so. Why did he choose to stop at the last moment?

"Could it be that the Sect Master interfered?" Sword Emperor Wusheng furrowed his brows as he looked at the distant figure and fell into deep thought.

According to his understanding, this was probably the only possibility. Unless a Martial Ruler like the Sect Master interfered, it would be very difficult to make this mighty Mighty Martial Ruler Saint Lord choose to give up on dealing with them.

At this moment, Ao Lingchen was also thinking about the same problem. He had the same thought as Sword Emperor Wusheng.

He also thought that the reason Haotian Saint Lord chose to let them go was probably because of the Sect Master.

Only such an expert was qualified to make Haotian Saint Lord, the overlord, stop for the time being.

Everyone had their own thoughts. Their hearts were filled with all kinds of doubts about Haotian Saint Lord's sudden stop, but no one dared to ask as they watched Haotian Saint Lord's figure disappear into the distance.

Including Fiend Emperor and the other emperors of Haotian Saint Land, none of them dared to ask about it.

They could feel the fury in the Saint Lord's heart. They were afraid that their words would anger the Saint Lord.

Haotian Saint Lord's figure disappeared in the air. Fiend Emperor and the other emperors of Haotian Saint Land stared at Sword Emperor Wusheng and Ao Lingchen with angry eyes, as if they were going to burst into flames and tear them apart.

However, this time, no one chose to make a move. Even the short-tempered Fiend Emperor didn't attack them with anger.

It wasn't that they didn't want to kill Sword Emperor Wusheng and didn't have the ability to kill them. It was because the Sacred Lord had given the order that they didn't dare to disobey.

Although they did not know why the Sacred Lord would choose to settle the matter peacefully, no one dared to offend the Sacred Lord's order.

In the Haotian Saint Land, the Sacred Lord was the highest ruler. His words were the will of the heavens, and no one could refute them.

Fiend Emperor stared fiercely at Sword Emperor Wusheng and said in a fierce tone, "Wusheng, you are lucky this time. Since the Sacred Lord wants you to participate in the Sacred Land Competition, I will give you a few more days to live."

"However, don't think that you are safe just because of this. The matter of you killing the Emperor of the Sacred Land isn't over yet."

"Therefore, after the Sacred Land's competition, I'll settle everything with you. At that time, no one will be able to save you!"

Fiend Emperor spoke fiercely. His eyes were overflowing with killing intent, as if he wanted to kill Sword Emperor Wusheng.

While Fiend Emperor's killing intent was overflowing, the other emperors of Haotian Saint Land were also surging with violent killing intent, as if they were responding to Fiend Emperor's words.

Looking at the ferocious Fiend Emperor, Sword Emperor Wusheng smiled with disdain. His eyes were full of ridicule as he looked at Fiend Emperor.

"Kill me? If it wasn't for your Sacred Lord coming today and stopping the battle just now, you would have been dead souls under my sword. You still have the right to blabber endlessly here?"

Sword Emperor Wusheng's eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

It was as if he did not take Fiend Emperor seriously at all.

Sword Emperor Wusheng was confident in his combat strength when he was at the same realm as him, and he was also at the Stage of Royal Emperor. He firmly believed that he was the strongest amongst them all.

Perhaps Fiend Emperor wasn't simple either, but he believed in his own combat strength. If this battle was a life and death battle, he was 80% confident that he could kill Fiend Emperor.

His Wusheng Sword would be his strongest and most powerful killing move.

Of course, Sword Emperor Wusheng also understood that although he could kill Fiend Emperor, the price he would have to pay was unimaginable.

Because the person in front of him was not simple.

Looking at the disdainful and self-righteous Sword Emperor Wusheng, Fiend Emperor let out a cold snort. He turned to the other emperors of Haotian Saint Land and said, "Bring the dead bodies and let's go!"

Since he couldn't do anything today, Fiend Emperor didn't want to waste any more time here. More importantly, he didn't want to see this person in front of him who made him feel stifled.

After giving the order with a cold snort, Fiend Emperor took the lead and left.

He was worried that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn't be able to resist making another move.

The other emperors of Haotian Saint Land watched Fiend Emperor leave. They didn't say anything more, they just picked up the corpse in front of them and left in a flash.

The people of Haotian Saint Land left just like that. The surrounding emperors who were watching the battle sighed with emotion.

A storm that could affect the whole world was temporarily suppressed.

At least today, no more emperors would fall.

The emperors of the various sects looked at Sword Emperor Wusheng, who was floating in the air and looking around. They were all very emotional.

They admired Sword Emperor Wusheng from the bottom of their hearts, and admired his courage.

This was the territory of Haotian Saint Land, and the Haotian Saint Land was the strongest power amongst their sects. Only the Exquisite Sound Valley could barely compete with it.

Yet, Sword Emperor Wusheng dared to be so domineering in their opponent's territory, killing their emperor in an overbearing manner. This was no different than poking a hornet's nest.

If he wasn't careful, he would die.

This was a matter of life and death, they couldn't be so calm.

If they were in Sword Emperor Wusheng's shoes, they would ask themselves, they did not have the courage to kill their emperor in Haotian Saint Land.

Even if the other party had really broken the rules and violated the agreement set by the various sects, they wouldn't dare to kill their emperor in Haotian Saint Land in front of all the emperors.

They were surprised and surprised by how powerful Sword Emperor Wusheng was.

At the same time, they had secretly labeled Sword Emperor Wusheng as a madman, a man who didn't care about his own life. He was arrogant and overbearing.

All the emperors looked at Sword Emperor Wusheng and reminded themselves in their hearts that they should never offend this madman unless absolutely necessary.

They didn't think that a person who dared to do such a crazy thing in Haotian Saint Land would estimate the power behind them.

With mixed emotions in their hearts, all of them left one after another.

The liveliness in this place had already ended. They needed to pay attention to the competition of the young generation.

They really wanted to know who would become the king of the younger generation in this great competition.

As for the grudge between the Saint Asura Sect and the Haotian Saint Land, it was a huge storm. They knew that this storm would erupt sooner or later.

The calm before the storm was only to welcome the terrifying storm.

At that time, it would be an unforeseen event that would shake the entire Great Domain.

Sensing the departure of the emperors in the dark, Sword Emperor Wusheng, who was in a tense state of mind, also put down the huge rock in his heart.0

This unforeseen event had been dealt with for the time being.

"Let's go as well. The Sacred Land competition is about to begin." Sword Emperor Wusheng suppressed the injuries in his body and gazed into the distance. His eyes were filled with a cold light. "In the Grand Competition, if you encounter anyone from the Haotian Saint Land, kill them for me!"

"Understood!" Ao Lingchen's eyes were filled with killing intent.

Today's encounter had also caused his killing intent to surge.

- The content came from [Migu Reading]

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