Chapter 1175: Nine-Tribulation Sword Control Technique — Instant Kill!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Whoosh!

As though a breeze had blown past, the purple figure was surrounded by Wu Jian and the other four. However, he disappeared and reappeared again above Wu Jian and the others.

"He's there!"

"That's incredibly fast!" Even the Young Sect Leader of True Martial Sect, an almighty Seventh Level Martial Monarch, could not react in time."

"I'm afraid his cultivation base may be higher than the Seventh Level Martial Monarch Stage!"

"I'm not sure about his cultivation base, but the fact that he could disappear under Wu Jian's nose means that Wu Jian is unable to keep up with his pace. His strength is much stronger than Wu Jian!"

The customers in Zhou Clan's Auction Square shifted their eyes to the space above Wu Jian and the others. The purple-clad young man standing there was none other than Duan Ling Tian.

By the time Wu Jian and the other four realized what was happening, they lifted their heads to look at the purple figure above. Horror dawned on their faces one by one.

"W-Why is his speed so fast?!" Colors drained from Wu Jian's face.

As a Seventh Level Martial Monarch, naturally, he knew what such fast speed indicated.

It indicated that this person's strength was far stronger than his because speed came from strength.

The moment he recalled how fast this person's speed was, so fast that he could hardly capture it, a sense of helplessness rose in his heart.

"Young Sect Leader, I'm afraid we're no match for him… It's better if we retreat first. We'll decide what to do next after we notify the Sect Leader."

"That's right, Young Sect Leader. As the saying goes, 'When there is life, there is still hope.' There's no need for us to forfeit our lives in a momentary burst of anger."

"Young Sect Leader, the Sect Leader will definitely get revenge for Little Young Sect Leader's death!"

…

At this moment, the four old men by Wu Jian's side tried to persuade him one by one. They knew if he continued to persist, he would not die alone.

The four of them would have to die together with him too!

For Martial Monarchs like them, nobody knew better than them just how difficult it was to obtain their cultivation base. Due to this reason, they valued their lives even more.

"AHHHH!" When Wu Jian heard of the four old men's Voice Transmissions, his expression instantly changed. In the end, he threw his head back and let out a roar. It was as though he was venting out his frustration.

In the next instant, he sneered. "Let's go!"

Upon finished saying that, he proceeded to bring the four old men to leave with him.

"Did I say you can go?" Suddenly, a question sounded in the air. It caused Wu Jian and the other four to come to a halt. Colors drained from their faces when they looked at the source of the voice above their heads.

The owner of the voice was none other than Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Ling Tian hovered in the air as his robe fluttered lightly in the wind. He appeared extremely dashing. Along with that almost perfect handsome face, he attracted the lovestruck gazes of many women in the Zhou Clan's Auction Square.

"What? You still want to kill us?" Wu Jian looked at Duan Ling Tian and snorted. "Our strength is not comparable to yours. However, if you dare to touch us, you'll be making an enemy out of the entire True Martial Sect! The True Martial Sect will never let you go!"

"Young man, although your strength is quite remarkable, it's still far from being comparable to the powerhouses in our True Martial Sect. Listen to this old man's advice, don't endanger your life and others' lives," another old man next to Wu Jian also chimed in. Arrogance could be heard in his voice.

"True Martial Sect? Don't endanger my life and others' lives?" Upon hearing Wu Jian and the old man's words, Duan Ling Tian laughed hysterically, sending chills running up Wu Jian and the others' spine.

"What's he laughing at?" Duan Ling Tian undoubtedly attracted everyone's eyes in the Zhou Clans Auction Square. His laughter gave them goosebumps and chills.

"D-Do you all think he dares to kill Wu Jian and the others?"

"Perhaps not… Just Wu Jie's death alone is already enough to make the Sect Leader of True Martial Sect blow his top! If Wu Jian dies as well, the Sect Leader of True Martial Sect will be without kin, and he'll most likely go insane!"

"Moreover, I've long heard that Wu Jian, who's already at the Seventh Level Martial Monarch Stage in his fifties, has long been regarded as the next successor of the Sect Leader of True Martial Sect. If he dies, not only the Sect Leader of True Martial Sect will be infuriated, all the senior officials of True Martial Sect will be furious too!"

"Among all the strong powerhouses in True Martial Sect, only the Sect Leader of True Martial Sect will make a move if he kills Wu Jie. However, if he kills Wu Jian, the strongest powerhouses in True Martial Sect will be enraged and attack him as well!"

"Yeah. Due to this reason, I believe he doesn't have the guts to kill Wu Jian. At most, he'll just scare Wu Jian a little."

"I think so too."

…

A discussion erupted in the Zhou Clan's Auction Square.

Many people felt the reason Duan Ling Tian told Wu Jian and the others to stay was just to give them a good scare.

Only two people did not think so.

One of them was none other than Feng Tian Wu.

The other person was Zhou Ji.

Although Zhou Ji only had one dealing with Duan Ling Tian, that one time was enough to show him the young man's fearlessness. His arrogance knew no fear.

"That's right. It's easy for you to kill us. However, if you do… the consequences are not something you can bear," the other old man behind Wu Jian chimed in.

"The Young Sect Leader is the successor of the next Sect Leader of our True Martial Sect. If you dare to kill him, you'll set yourself against the entire True Martial Sect! At that time, you'll be hunted down by the entire True Martial Sect!" Another old man added.

"Hunted down by the True Martial Sect?" Duan Ling Tian's smile remained on his face as he muttered to himself, "That sounds… interesting… Well, in that case, to make the True Martial Sect hunt me down, I guess I have no choice but to sacrifice all of you!"

Duan Ling Tian instantly looked at Wu Jian and the other four with a murderous glint in his eyes. The chill that his body emitted was like a cold wind that sent chills running up everyone's spines.

Almost as soon as Duan Ling Tian's words left his mouth, he raised his hand and a three-foot-long blade that was solidified by a five-color energy appeared and hovered next to him

In the next instant, as the air current around him trembled, another eight three-foot-long blades that were formed by the five-color energy appeared.

A total of nine three-foot-long blades appeared and hovered next to him.

"SHIT!" Upon hearing Duan Ling Tian's words, horror dawned on Wu Jian and the other four.

Flee!

This was the only thought left in their minds.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

…

Wu Jian rushed forward ahead of the others, wanting to flee first.

The other four old men charged in different directions, struggling desperately to flee.

"Fleeing?" Duan Ling Tian smiled. In the next instant, his eyes turned cold as he spat five words out slowly, "Nine-Tribulation Sword Control Technique!"

The moment the word 'Technique' left his mouth, the nine three-foot-long blades made by the five-color energy from his body vanished without a trace before most people's eyes.

Naturally, they did not really vanish. It was just that their speed was so fast that most people could not react in time.

"How fast!" On the auction stage, Zhou Ji could roughly see a trace of Duan Ling Tian's nine swords that charged out in unison. The speed of the nine swords was so fast that it took him by surprise, so much so that he broke out in cold sweat.

'His strength is really stronger than mine!' This was the first thought that rose up in Zhou Ji's mind. "If I attack him earlier when he killed Zhou Li, I would've ended up like Zhou Li."

He was absolutely certain about this. This purple-clad young man certainly possessed the strength to do so.

Today, if those people present on the Zhou Clan's Auction Square had lifted their heads, they would have been able to witness an unforgettable scene.

As the nine three-foot-long blades solidified from the five-color energy vanished without a trace from the purple-clad young man's surroundings, Wu Jian and the other four who tried to escape suddenly came to a halt.

Pssst! Pssst! Pssst!

…

In the next instant, five blood mist shot out from their bodies each. It was extremely eye-catching as though they had transformed into five magnificent flames.

In the next moment, the bodies of Wu Jian and the other four fell. After being dragged by the force of inertia, they smashed onto the ground violently in a bloody mess.

Duan Ling Tian hovered in the air as he watched the scene unfolding before his eyes calmly.

As for the nine three-foot-long blades next to his body that disappeared into thin air, they did not appear again.

On the other hand, before the Heaven and Earth Energy whirling above his head could gather into the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon, it had already dissipated as though it was never there at all.

Silence.

The entire Zhou Clan's Auction Square was so silent that it was bloodcurdling.

If a needle fell on the ground right now, the sound would most likely be clearly heard.

Everybody's eyes shifted toward the purple figure in the air. At this moment, the purple figure that entered their sights seemed larger than life.

"It looks like I've underestimated him." The corner of Zhou Ji's mouth twitched violently.

Earlier, he could tell the purple-clad young man was stronger than him when he escaped Wu Jian and the other four's attacks. However, he thought this young man was only slightly better than him, and there was not much of a difference between their strength.

Right now, after he had witnessed how the purple-clad young man killed Wu Jian and the other four in just a blink of an eye, he truly realized the gap between him and the young man.

"I'm afraid it'll only take a second if he really wants to kill me." Zhou Ji's heart jolted. When he recalled the incident that had taken place at the backstage of the Auction Square, he still felt a sense of lingering fear.

It was fortunate that he did not make any move at that time. Otherwise, he would not be standing here right now.

Outside of the Zhou Clan's Auction Square, two old men stood above an inconspicuous building. One of the old men asked, "He's the one who killed Zhou Li?"

"His strength is at least at the Eighth Level Martial Monarch Stage, possibly even stronger. However, I really must commend him for his courage. He actually dared to kill both of Wu Lie's sons. I wonder how furious will Wu Lie be if he finds out about this," another old man muttered under his breath before he turned toward the old man by his side. "Second Elder, your speed is fast. Make a trip to the True Martial Sect and tell Wu Lie about this."

Wu Lie was the current Sect Leader of True Martial Sect. He was also the father of Wu Jie and Wu Jian who had been killed by Feng Tian Wu and Duan Ling Tian one after another.

"Yes, Clan Leader." The moment the old man heard this, he replied before vanishing on the spot.

"It's a good thing the grand elder has not come out of his closed-door cultivation. Otherwise, with his temper, he won't be able to hold back from making a move. I wonder where did this young man come from?" The remaining old man was none other than Zhou Zheng, the Clan Leader of Zhou Clan. His eyebrows were knitted together as he stared at the purple figure in the distance.

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