Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

The disciples who were guarding the entrance of the Mountain-splitting Faction recognized Loong Che at a glance. He stared at Loong Che with a vicious expression, and his words were filled with resentment.    

Behind him, many people were surrounding a muscular figure.    

This disciple had a fierce face, his upper body was naked, and his muscles were full. He looked like a robust bear.    

On his scalp, there was a picture of a wild bear. It seemed that every inch of his skin was showing his strength and roughness.    

"You are the one who killed a disciple of Mountain-splitting Faction? How dare you behave atrociously in my Mountain-splitting Faction!"    

Soong Teng looked at Loong Che with a cold gaze. A violent Qi was emitted from his body, and it seemed like it could crush anything. If it was any ordinary person, they would probably be frightened by this aura.    

"Battle Warrior Stage level 9."    

Loong Che shook his head speechlessly while facing the group of disciples from the Mountain-splitting Faction. In his eyes, even First Senior Brother, whose name was Soong Teng, wasn't a match for him.    

"What?"    

When they saw Loong Che's reaction, a disciple behind Soong Teng stepped forward.    

"First Senior Brother, how dare he look at you with disdain? He obviously doesn't take you seriously. I, Zhang Sanshan, will now teach this ignorant bastard a lesson for you!"    

Loong Che found it funny when he heard Zhang Sanshan's flattery.    

"Kill him!"    

Soong Teng said. After saying this, he crossed his arms and looked at Loong Che with a gloating expression.    

The surrounding disciples all had the same expression, although Loong Che had been extraordinarily powerful before this. But now that Soong Teng was here, none of them were afraid anymore.    

In their point of view, Loong Che wouldn't be able to walk out of their sect alive today.    

Kill him and avenge the disciples of their sect. Even if they didn't know the background of this guy... If someone came to take revenge, the Sect Chief would come forward to excuse them.    

"Don't worry, I will definitely do as you say and kill him!"    

Zhang Sanshan was as thin as a pole. Just looking at his bony appearance made him feel uncomfortable.    

However, although his body was thin, the cultivation level was indeed not weak. He had actually reached the Seventh Level Battle Warrior.    

"Stinky Boy, let me have a taste of your skill!"    

Zhang Sanshan put on an expression as if he was going to beat someone up. The surrounding disciples looked at this scene as if they were used to it. Perhaps this was not the first time something like this had happened.    

"Get lost, in case I hurt you guys too badly. That would not be good."    

However, facing this group of Mountain-splitting Faction disciples who were taking pleasure in their misfortune, Loong Che showed an unusual calmness.    

In the eyes of this group of disciples, his calmness was a little strange. However, no one thought too much about it. After all, they didn't think that Loong Che would win.    

"You are about to die, yet you are still so arrogant!"    

Zhang Sanshan's Qi fluctuated. When it was time for him to perform, he naturally would not let his fellow disciples laugh at him. Suddenly, a violent Profound Qi burst out from his body and rushed to the top of his head. The gas turned into a skinny jackal.    

"They really look alike."    

The jackals formed by this batch of Profound Qi were as thin as firewood, just like Zhang Sanshan. Loong Che actually couldn't help but laugh out loud.