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Chapter 945: God of Slaughter, Duan Ling Tian

Chapter 945: God of Slaughter, Duan Ling Tian

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Although Duan Ling Tian was heavily surrounded by forty-eight disciples from three major factions, there was still a grin on his face, unfazed by the situation.

"Humph! Duan Ling Tian, you can still smile even when death is upon you."

Ye Ling sneered,his eyes flickering with luster of ruthlessness.

"You're certain that… The person who'll die is definitely me?"

After listening to Ye Ling, the smile on Duan Ling Tian's face grew wider. He replied with an indifferent tone, completely ignoring the crisis at hand.

In a distance, a group of Five Element Sect disciples looked toward the group of disciples from the Sun Moon Sect, Skywolf Fort and Emotion Severing Sect who surrounded Duan Ling Tian with a sardonic grin on their faces, mocking the gang's overconfidence.

"They're courting death… Do they truly believe they can kill Duan Tian Ling by merely outnumbering him?"

The scornful faces on many of the disciples from the Empyrean Temple and Blade Sect clearly showed their disdain toward the Sun Moon Sect, Skywolf Fort and Emotion Severing Sect disciples who surrounded Duan Ling Tian.

They had seen what Duan Ling Tian could do with their own eyes.

Duan Ling Tian had managed to instantly kill a Void Interpretation stage, ninth level martial artist who was using a grade two spirit weapon with an explosive punch.

To this moment, they still shuddered whenever they recalled that scene.

Duan Ling Tian's strength was extremely frightful.

So far, no one knew the true extent of Duan Ling Tian's strength.

Standing aside, the calm gaze of Xuan Bei fell on Duan Ling Tian as though he attempted to dissect Duan Ling Tian's actions.

"Humph! Mystifying move!"

Following what Duan Ling Tian had said, Ye Ling sneered and immediately shouted. "Attack!"

On Ye Ling's order, every one of the forty-eight disciples from the three major factions including herself rushed forth and leaped toward the heavily surrounded Duan Ling Tian.

They used spirit weapon right from the start, fully exerting their origin energy and realm. They charged towards Duan Ling Tian with all they had, creating a great momentum.

The attacks seemed like they were raining as the disciples aimed for Duan Ling Tian.

The air resistance in this region was completely divested by the Flight Prohibiting Formation, so the attacks of the forty-eight disciples neither caused the wind to whistle nor did they cause a shockwave even though their attacks were heavy and numerous.

Several thousand ancient horned dragon silhouettes circling in the void above the forty-eight disciples also surged towards the encirclement.

They charged towards the direction of Duan Ling Tian with their fangs sharp and claws bared.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian!"

Although they have confidence in Duan Ling Tian, many of the Five Element Sect disciples were still worried and broke out in cold sweat when they saw his stature being drowned by the forty-eight disciples from the three major factions.

Above the void, the scene of several thousand ancient horned dragon silhouettes squeezing together gave all who saw it an impactful sight, it was like a feast for the eyes.

"Big Brother Duan." Feng Tian Wu stood aside as a worried look appeared on her pretty face.

"Duan Ling Tian, you can do this." Huang Daniu waved his fist and solemnly said.

Soon, the look on the faces of the surrounding people was frozen, their pupils contracted with time itself.

Oh God! What did they see?!

They saw the forty-eight youthful strong men lunging at Duan Ling Tian as a group and together they managed to drown the silhouette of Duan Ling Tian out. However, their bodies were stunned in mid-air at the same time.

Following that, the onlookers felt a flash before their eyes, seemingly the afterimage of a sword slashing across.

Then, all who were present saw the bodies of the forty-eight youths who charged at Duan Ling Tian suddenly get ripped into halves after a split second in mid-air.

Some of them were decapitated, some were ripped at the waist, some had both their legs chopped off, while others had half their head and their feet chopped.

Blood was all over the place, splattered on high ground before gathering to form a river.

A river filled with blood.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!



Hundreds of pieces of incomplete corpses, fell onto the high ground like dumplings falling into soup, splashing from the river of blood as if it was blooming a blood rose after the other.

"Agh!"

"Agh!!"



Meanwhile, agonizing shrieks escaped from the mouths of those youthful strong men who had had their feet and legs chopped off.

After that, they fell onto the ground one by one, rolling around in neverending agony.

Shortly after, they were all covered in blood.

As for the others, they had become incomplete corpses, severed into several parts. As their life withered, they paid the price of their recklessness with their lives.

"Ou!"

"Ew!!"



The bloody scene made many of the young disciples from the onlooking factions pale and feel sick.

The female disciples were especially horrified. In addition to the constant vomiting, they closed their eyes in a hurry, not daring to look at such a bloody scene.

Although most of them had killed in the past before, they had never experienced such a scene.

For them, the scene they have just witnessed was a living hell.

"Overestimated yourselves."

At the same time, a cold voice was heard spreading out.

After killing and crippling forty-eight youthful strong men from the three factions, Duan Ling Tian spoke with a faint, cold, and indifferent voice as he rose into the air on the Devilseal Tablet.

Then, Duan Ling Tian's gaze fell upon the thirteen surviving men who were now crippled, his eyes filled with ruthlessness and an icy coldness.

"Spare me! Spare my life!!"

"Duan Ling Tian, I was a blind as a bat, a great man like as you rarely harbor grievances for past wrongs, please forgive me!"

"Senior brother Yan, save me! Please! I beg you to save me!!"



Amongst the thirteen surviving men, apart from the Sun Moon Sect disciples who embrace death, the disciples of Skywolf Fort and Emotion Severing constantly begged for mercy. Some of the Emotion Severing Sect disciples even ask for Zhang Yan's help.

There was a total of eight onlooking Emotion Severing Sect disciples by the side including Zhang Yan, Qi Feng, and Qin Kong.

"Senior brother Yan…"

One of the Emotion Severing Sect disciples found it unbearable and look at Zhang Yan, seemingly intending to convince Zhang Yan to save their brothers from their sect.

"Don't say it! No matter who they are, everyone needs to pay the price for their choices… Besides, even if I were to intervene, I don't think I'm able to stop Duan Ling Tian from killing them."

Zhang Yan spoked with an indifferent voice, interrupting the Emotion Severing Sect's disciple. Meanwhile, he looked at Duan Ling Tian with apprehensive eyes.

He would never have guessed that Duan Ling Tian's strength would become so terrifying within the span of a few months.

He had killed thirty-five people, and another thirteen were crippled with just a sword without even utilizing the Heaven and Earth Energy to form Heaven and Earth Phenomenon.

The speed of that sword was so fast that it was hard to follow even for him.

"I thought that I'd have surpassed Duan Ling Tian after successfully cultivating the Supreme Emotion Forsaking Technique and mastering the initial stage of The Union of Ice and Flame'... But now it seems, Duan Ling Tian's strength is superior to mine!"

A flash went through Zhang Yan's eyes, deep within it the longingness for a battle.

Nevertheless, he did not intervene even though he longed for a battle, for he knew, now was not the right time to cross-swords with Duan Ling Tian.

As for those disabled Emotion Severing Sect disciples, he simply ignored them.

From his perspective, everyone needed to pay a price for their choices.

"If there's a next life, please remember… Assess your capabilities before plotting against others!"

As Duan Ling Tian stood on the Devilseal Tablet, his purple clothes swayed without the wind, his indifferent gaze sweeping across the thirteen men lying on the floor as he slowly lifted his sword.

"Spare my life!"

"Spare my life!!"



The surviving disciples of Skywolf Fort and Emotion Severing sect sensed the upcoming crisis kneeled on the floor kowtowing one after the other as they begged for mercy, the fear within their hearts clearly evident in their voices.

"Once chosen, some matters are hard to turn back from! Once done, some matters will require you to pay a price for it!"

Duan Ling Tian's cold voice proclaimed word by word.

As he stopped talking, the sword in his hand was pulled backward, turning into a blooming flower of swords, beautiful and magnificent.

The onlookers cloud clearly see a flirtatious Blood Flower blooming from the throat of the thirteen disciples from Sun Moon Sect, Skywolf Fort, and Emotion Severing Sect all at once.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!



Thirteen bodies fell, one by one, devoid of breath and pulse.

Immediately, the scene became calm and dead silent.

The focus of the bystanders fell on the purple silhouette standing in the space above the river of blood and the hill of corpses. Their sight was filled with horror and dread, originating from the bottom of their hearts.

Drip! Drip!



The purple clothed youth stood sword in hand as fresh blood dripped off the tip of his blade. Although the sound of the blood dripping was soft, it was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

Many of them felt horrified as their scalp tingled from hearing the sound.

"God of Slaughter!"

At that moment, everyone present had this thought in their mind as they watched the purple clothed youth standing on the tablet.

The way they looked at it, Duan Ling Tian was none other than a God of Slaughter!

Forty-eight disciples from three major factions were slaughtered in less than the time needed for ten breaths, none of them surviving.

They felt that even if they had the abilities of Duan Ling Tian, they may not be able to achieve this.

They were not afraid of killing people but to kill so many in two strikes of the sword, breaking the corpses into hundreds of pieces... They were aware that it would be hard for them to accomplish this feat.

Once angered, the river of blood flows!

Nothing more than that.

Many of the onlookers were severely frightened and were unable to calm down for a long time.

"It's too scary! This Duan Ling Tian is too scary!!"

The face of Lian Xiong, the Blade Sect disciple who had assaulted Duan Ling Tian in the past outside became pale, his eyes filled with fear. His sword reached Duan Lin Tian's head in between the brows.

Apart from being terrified, the only other feeling he now felt was relief.

Fortunately, Feng Tian Wu severed his arm in a timely manner or he would undoubtedly be dead.

"Hmm?"

In a corner, Hu Fei paled when he saw Duan Ling Tian's massacre. He was initially startled but his face changed.

He noticed Duan Ling Tian locking his gaze on him after killing the forty-eight strong youths from the three major factions. Duan Ling Tian's gaze was filled with a killing intent.

"No! No!!"

Hu Fei seemed to be aware of what would follow He was so terrified that his pupils shrank and his body trembled.