Shocking World War Emperor-Chapter 472: What a Gall!

The two stood locked in a stalemate, then Ling Chen’s Sword Qi suddenly arrived.

Jiang Qian could only desperately move his longsword in front of himself to fend off Ling Chen’s attack.

Seeing this, Ling Chen did not insist on taking control of the longsword.

He was very confident in the power of his own attack.

Even Jiang Yi, who wielded the Phantom Spirit Body, couldn’t handle his full strength, let alone the mid-ninth level Jiang Qian from the Primordial Pill Realm?

His Spiritual Power surged wildly inside, forming more than nine layers of Spiritual Power Defense in front of him.

Jiang Qian also took out a mid-grade Spiritual Weapon longsword from his storage ring and, infusing it with Spiritual Power, held it horizontally in front of himself.

"Boom!"

The black Sword Qi fiercely slashed down, its terrifying power burst forth, directly triggering the Sword Qi that Jiang Qian was desperately controlling on the longsword.

This Sword Qi wasn’t released by a technique, but was a repercussion of the impact, so naturally, its power was significantly weaker than that of a properly executed superior Heavenly Spirit Technique’s Sword Qi.

"Bang!"

After Jiang Qian’s Sword Qi was shattered, the black Sword Qi stood atop his longsword, and the horrendous force directly knocked the blade away.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A series of dull thuds followed; the longsword broke through Jiang Qian’s nine layers of Spiritual Power Defense in quick succession, finally crashing against the longsword held in Jiang Qian’s left hand.

"Ding!"

A metallic clang sounded, and the longsword was finally knocked away by the Sword Energy emanating from the broadsword.

However, Ling Chen’s black Sword Qi, carrying monstrous power, continued to slash towards Jiang Qian.

"Boom!"

The Sword Energy collided with the Sword Qi.

But how could the Sword Energy of a mere mid-grade Spiritual Weapon withstand an attack from a superior Spiritual Weapon enhanced by the Stellar Blade Realm that Ling Chen wielded?

"Ssht!"

The Sword Energy was instantly destroyed, and the spine of the longsword struck Jiang Qian’s Protective Spiritual Power, tearing a gash in it and then brutally smashing into Jiang Qian’s chest.

"Slash!"

Then, the Sword Qi entered through the tear and cleaved Jiang Qian in two from top to bottom, splitting even the Primordial Pill in his Dantian.

"Acting recklessly!"

Ling Chen scoffed.

With one strike, he killed Jiang Qian; the Jiang Family’s high ranks instantly turned as pale as death, not daring to make a move, staring at Ling Chen with eyes filled with shock and terror.

His gaze swept over the high-ranking members of the Jiang Family, and wherever it passed, everyone retreated, no one daring to meet Ling Chen’s eyes.

"Does anyone else want to stop me from killing Jiang Wuyan?"

Ling Chen’s voice echoed across the skies of the Jiang Family.

The scene fell utterly silent.

Nearly everyone’s hearts were shaken to the core.

For a Jiang Wuyan, the Jiang Family had lost so many people, even the Princely Heir Jiang Yi and Elder Jiang Qian had lost their lives.

"Is that it?"

Ling Chen nodded, glanced at Jiang Wuyan with a smile, and said, "Old man, it’s time for your head to roll!"

Saying so, the longsword in his hand gave a slight flicker, as he was about to make his move.

"Stop!"

At that moment, from the depths of the Jiang Family, three streaks of light soared into the sky, then shot towards here like lightning.

"Family Head, Great Elder, save me!"

Jiang Wuyan cried out, overjoyed as if he had seen his savior.

None present were a match for Ling Chen.

If Ling Chen truly made a move against him, no one could save him.

The other high-ranking members of the Jiang Family were also visibly thrilled.

Hearing this, Ling Chen stopped his motion, turning his gaze towards the newcomers.

"What’s going on?"

The Jiang Family Master Jiang Buxiang asked coldly.

Amidst countless severed limbs and rivers of blood below, he obviously could tell what had happened.

"Family Head, this was all Ling Chen’s doing!"

Jiang Wuyan promptly exclaimed with grief-stricken anger: "He not only killed dozens of our Jiang Family members but also the Princely Heir and the Fifth Elder!"

"What?"

Both the Great Elder and the Third Elder’s expressions changed.

Even if the Jiang Family vanished completely, as long as Jiang Yi lived, there would always be a chance for a resurgence.

But with Jiang Yi’s death, the Jiang Family might be said to have no successors left!

"What... did... you... say?"

Jiang Buxiang’s voice emerged in a cold, halting cadence.

His left fist clenched tightly, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes flared blood-red in an instant, staring at Jiang Wuyan like a feral beast.

Feeling the Family Head’s gaze, Jiang Wuyan was startled and dared not speak for a long while.

"Jiang Buxiang, is it?"

Ling Chen gazed at Jiang Buxiang and spoke indifferently, "Jiang Yi is dead. Slain by my hand."

"You’re full of shit!"

Jiang Buxiang found it impossible to accept, replying icily.

Although Jiang Yi’s cultivation was only at the eighth layer of the Primordial Pill Realm, his strength was definitely among the top three in the Jiang Family.

With such strength, how could he possibly have died at the hands of this youngster, whose Spiritual Power was barely comparable to the mid-stage of the eighth layer of the Primordial Pill Realm?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Ling Chen grinned and produced a storage ring in his hand. Then, he broke the ring’s ownership seal with his Spiritual Power, and directly pulled out an Identity Token.

"Here, see for yourself!"

Ling Chen tossed the Identity Token over.

Jiang Buxiang grabbed the Identity Token, and when his eyes fell upon it, his body shook violently!

"Boom!"

Purple Spiritual Power erupted from his body in an instant!

This Identity Token was indeed Jiang Yi’s and symbolized the status of the Princely Heir.

"Ah!"

Jiang Buxiang roared skyward, his voice shaking the Void.

A deadly aura swept out from him.

Both of his sons, Jiang Wusheng and Jiang Yi, had died at Ling Chen’s hands.

How could he not be enraged?

At this moment, his hatred for Ling Chen was overwhelming; he wished to flay Ling Chen and shatter his bones!

"Is the Princely Heir really dead?"

The Great Elder and the Third Elder were also disbelieving.

They simply couldn’t imagine how this youngster, with such weak cultivation, could have possibly killed the Princely Heir?

Yet, that unique Identity Token, something the Princely Heir never parted with, was now presented by Ling Chen.

Clearly, something unfortunate must have befallen the Princely Heir...

"Die!"

A voice, icy to the extreme, escaped from Jiang Buxiang’s mouth.

A black longsword appeared in Jiang Buxiang’s left hand, his Spiritual Power frenziedly pouring into it. Then, raising his left hand, a terrifying Sword Energy, carrying a heaven-shaking might, slashed towards Ling Chen!

Nothing short of rending Ling Chen into ten thousand pieces would quell the hatred in his heart!

"Sword Heart Realm, huh?"

Feeling the onslaught of Sword Energy, Ling Chen’s expression hardened.

Indeed, as he had anticipated, someone of the status of a Jiang Family Master, though only at the ninth layer of the Primordial Pill Realm, possessed strength far beyond ordinary cultivators at this level!

However, faced with Jiang Buxiang’s attack, Ling Chen stood calmly in the Void, showing no intention of making a move.

"What is he doing?"

In that moment, everyone stared at Ling Chen, full of confusion.

However, the answer to the crowd’s confusion soon came.

"Whoosh!"

When the Sword Energy was only thirty feet away from Ling Chen, a black streak shot towards him from a distance.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound echoed, and the black streak collided with the Sword Energy, with a terrifying aftermath sweeping around.

Yet, not a bit of the aftermath touched Ling Chen.

It was all blocked by the black streak.

And the formidable Sword Energy was shattered by the black streak.

"Who is it?"

Jiang Buxiang’s eyes lifted as he looked toward the direction from which the black streak had come.

"When you struck at me in the past, and now at my disciple, Jiang Buxiang, you’ve really got some nerve!"

A voice resounded.

Following that, a black streak shot from the distance.

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