Battle God Emperor

The crowd was once again intimidated by Lee Linchen's overbearing attitude. Elder Ling was one of the top experts in the Yanbei Empire, how dare a junior spout nonsense to make him commit suicide?    

"Hahahaha."    

Elder Ling faced the sky and laughed, his killing intent soaring to the sky:    

"Junior, don't you know the principle that strong dragons can't beat local serpents? This is the Yanbei Empire, so what if your background is illustrious? Here, the dragon is sitting cross-legged, while the tiger is lying prone! "    

Lee Linchen remained silent and indifferent. He only responded to Elder Ling with one sword strike.    

No one could see what was going on, all they saw was a flash of lightning appear beside Elder Ling.    

Elder Ling's face changed, he took a step forward and quickly dodged, the sword light aura brushed past his shoulder.    

After living for so long, the Elder Ling knew that the situation was not good. This youth's strength was beyond his expectations.    

"From today onwards, I, Ling Zhentian, will withdraw from the Battle Soul Academy!"    

Elder Ling covered his own arm and shouted in dissatisfaction.    

"Ling Zhentian? Could he be Shakyamuni Ziyun from a hundred years ago? "    

"Shakyamuni Ziyun was already at the Peak of Word Law Battle Magic Stage a hundred years ago. He should have already broken through to the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage by now. Who is that youth, to actually force Duke Ziyun to such a state?"    

"So young? Which super power does he actually come from? "    

The hearts of the crowd fiercely trembled. It was fine if they did not know Ling Zhentian's name, but they were not as shocked as he was, but Shakyamuni's name had already resounded through the entire Yanbei Empire. How could they remain calm when such a supreme expert was not a match for the youth?    

"Run, your Battle Soul Academy are extinguished!"    

How could Lee Linchen not see through Ling Zhentian's intentions? He left the Battle Soul Academy because he was afraid that after he ran away, Lee Linchen would cause trouble for him.    

When these words were spoken, the entire audience's expression changed crazily, the people from the Battle Soul Academy went silent like cicadas in the winter!    

If it was someone else who said this, they would have started to mock him, but Lee Linchen was the one who spoke. They did not have the guts to do so, since the death of Hu Ting and Hu Ting gave them the greatest shock!    

Ling Zhentian's face twitched as he struggled. He wanted to escape, but with the opponent's background, even if he were to flee to the ends of the earth, he might not be able to do so.    

"Since you want to die, I might not be afraid of you!"    

Ling Zhentian bared his teeth as a vicious expression appeared on his face.    

Abruptly, a forty-five-foot-long purple falcon appeared above his head. Its soul power surged out in all directions, causing even the space around it to tremble.    

"The Battle Soul of Grade Nine Heavenly Dao Level, Purple Cloud Thunder Hawk?"    

The crowd exclaimed, their faces full of reverence.    

Seeing Lee Linchen's expression, many students from Battle Soul Academy began to laugh coldly. Now do you know fear!    

However, Lee Linchen's next sentence, was like a slap on their faces, it was extremely painful.    

"A mottled bird, is this what you rely on?"    

Lee Linchen's face was filled with disdain, he suddenly soared into the sky, leaving behind an afterimage, everyone only saw a white blade cutting through the air.    

This dazzling light made it difficult for anyone to open their eyes. Even though they were several hundred zhang apart, they still felt a piercing pain on their skin.    

That sword was too sharp!    

Ah ~    

A blood-curdling scream rang out, and when everyone opened their eyes once again, they only saw a gray figure fall into the air. The vast Purple Cloud Thunder Hawk Battle Soul was torn apart with a single sword strike, turning into rolling soul power that dissipated in the air.    

The mighty Purple Cloud Shakyamuni Ling Zhentian, one sword, dead!    

Everyone present was shocked by Lee Linchen's sword and did not dare to breathe too loudly.    

Lee Linchen seemed to have done something insignificant, it was not that he was pretending to be arrogant, but it was his nature.    

"It's your turn now."    

Lee Linchen lifted his Long Sword and pointed at the old man in green who was standing in the air.    

The old man in green shivered and hurriedly cupped his hands:    

"I am Baili Qing from the clan of Hundred Miles of Xueye Empire …"    

Before he could even finish his words, he was interrupted by a sword strike. Lee Linchen was too lazy to waste his breath on him, what Baili Family, they were nothing in his eyes.    

To dare to harm Lee Siyu, she had to pay the price of blood!    

Dou Tian clenched his fist tightly, this was strength, if he had this kind of strength, Little Demoness would not be injured, he could also look down on everyone present, and kill whoever dared to hurt Little Demoness!    

When the sword was unleashed, Baili Qing did not even have the chance to release his Battle Soul before a sword mark appeared between his brows, fresh blood seeping out from the wound.    

Puff!    

Following the ringing of the sword, Baili Qing's body was split into two. He didn't even know that he would die in the hands of a young man.    

Yun Ruoyu, Qu Lin and the rest all took in a breath of cold air, feeling as though their parents had died. This was what a strong warrior felt, even Ling Zhentian and Baili Qing did not put him in their eyes, and the rest did not even look at him.    

Everyone knew that the Yanbei Empire was going to change. All of this was because of one person.    

The two patriarchs died and the two Battle Soul Academy Elders died. Everything happened on the same day, and this was something that had never happened before.    

If he had known about this earlier, he would have made his move. If he had been able to win Lee Linchen's goodwill, wouldn't his Lee Family have risen as well?    

Even if he had to become the number one clan in Yanbei Empire, he still had to!    

Unfortunately, it was already too late. Sending charcoal in the snow could never be compared to adding oil to the fire!    

The entire place was deathly silent. Only the blood on the plaza flowed, and wisps of hot air rose into the air.    

Lee Linchen looked at the audience coldly, and suddenly picked up his Long Sword, and slowly walked towards Dou Tian, whose expression was stern.    

The hearts of the people trembled, was Lee Linchen prepared for a bloodbath? He did not let go of anyone related to Lee Siyu's injuries? You want to kill even Dou Tian?    

"Lee Linchen, you lunatic, what are you trying to do!"    

Lin Feng screamed, and immediately covered his back with Heaven Fighting. He knew that Lee Linchen could do anything for Lee Siyu.    

"Go away!"    

Lee Linchen's words were like gold, he looked at Dou Tian with heavy killing intent.    

"Big brother."    

Just at this time, a weak figure appeared, the crowd all looked towards the direction of the voice, their gazes all landing on Little Demoness.    

Brother?    

Although the spectators had long guessed it, they were still extremely shocked in their hearts. They finally knew why Huang Chongxiao and the rest had died!    

He had almost killed the other party's younger sister, so why wouldn't the other party take revenge on him instead!    

Envy flashed in the eyes of many people. With this kind of elder brother, anyone could walk this path.    

Amongst the crowd, Zhang Lan and his son couldn't help but shrink back their necks. They were still conspiring with Huang Chongxiao to plot against Dou Tian and Little Demoness, but luckily they didn't make a move on their own.    

"Little sister, what are you doing!"    

Lee Linchen's eyes stared wide, Little Demoness suddenly took out a short blade, and placed it on his neck.    

"If you kill him, I won't live either."    

Little Demoness stood up shakily, her eyes firm.    

Lee Linchen coldly swept Dou Tian with his gaze. His killing intent was completely exposed, and he did not try to conceal it at all. If it were not for the threat of the Little Demoness, he would have definitely cut Dou Tian down with his sword.    

Dou Tian clenched his fist tightly. Blood was flowing from his palm. He hated himself for letting a woman risk her life to protect him when he was too weak.    

At this moment, he was filled with the desire to become stronger. He had to become stronger!    

Lee Linchen slowly retracted his killing intent and sheathed the Long Sword back into its scabbard. Everyone present broke into a cold sweat for Dou Tian.