King Of Chaos

"Bastard. You caused the death of so many of my brothers. I'll deal with you soon after dealing with this formation!"

The scar-faced was completely infuriated but he did not lose his reasons. He knew that the first thing he had to do was break the formation. Only then he should attempt to kill Ling Xiaolong. Otherwise, his ending might be exactly the same as his other brothers.

He wanted to break the formation first, however, five minutes passed but he found no way to break the formation. All his efforts resulted in staying barely alive. He was heavily injured.

When he turned to look at Ling Xiaolong again, he changed his mind. He decided to take down Ling Xiaolong at all costs.

Even though he was severely injured, Ling Xiaolong was only superficially injured and was doing much better than him, even though he was just a Celestial Sovereign.

"I can't believe that I, an elder of the Demonic Legion, will die here. But you, bastard, I misjudged you. You actually caused the death of so many Masters of Chaos of my Demonic Legion. Every Master of Chaos is an asset to any force, you weakened the strength of my Demonic Legion. Even if I have to die, I'll take you down with me. We'll die together!"

The scar-faced man's eyes were filled with determination. His body surged with killing intent. Overwhelming Origin Energy surged as he suddenly rushed towards Ling Xiaolong.

"Boom!"

It was also at this time, that resplendent sword light covered the sky once again, carrying boundless killing intent as it covered the entire formation. Countless sword lights rushed towards the two of them.

In the tremor, everything ended. Ling Xiaolong and the bearded man, both fell one after another.

Within the Myriad Killing Sword Formation, it was deathly silent. Blood flowed continuously, almost forming a small river. There were no longer any signs of life.

"Peng" "Peng!"

Outside the formation, space distorted and everything returned to normal. In the canyon, there were corpses and broken limbs everywhere. Outside the canyon, a group of people slowly walked in.

The leader of the group was a man with black hair like a waterfall and bright eyes. His temperament was very outstanding. He was one of the Masters of Chaos controlling the Red Mist City, Wang Qi. He was wearing green armor which was shining brightly. His every movement was full of heroic spirit.

He raised his head and looked at the canyon in front of him. His eyes were as deep as the ocean. He said, "The Demonic Legion has done many evil things. Now, they actually dared to think of kidnapping people from my Wang Family. Humph! A bunch of useless trash."

His voice was too cold, filled with bone-chilling killing intent. One could see that he hated evil Demonic Legions to the bone.

Behind him, there were several Masters of Chaos standing. They all snorted coldly as well, their eyes showing the sign of deep hatred.

This was not the first time they had hunted down cultivators from the Demonic Legion. Their hatred runs deep.

"Shua!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed out from the corpses in the canyon. This person was covered in blood. He jumped out and with a flash of light, he appeared some distance away.

But he didn't seem to be left with much strength to use such a move continuously.

Knowing he could no longer 'flash and appear some distance away', that person started running.

"This!"

This sudden scene stunned everyone. Even Wang Qi was the same. A trace of surprise appeared in his pitch-black eyes.

"Are my eyes blind? Did I see it wrongly? The one who escaped was actually just a Celestial Sovereign?"

"You didn't see wrongly. I saw it too."

"We really didn't see wrongly. That guy is really a Celestial Sovereign of Chaos. It's very odd. Even Masters of Chaos end up dead, but a mere Celestial Sovereign is still alive."

Who would believe this? It was too unbelievable.

"Chase, don't leave a single one alive. That damn demon bastard..." Wang Qi said coldly. Killing intent surged in his dark eyes.

Several Masters of Chaos quickly started chasing after the escaping person.

In the blink of an eye, everyone disappeared at the end of the canyon.

Only Wang Qi and a middle-aged man were left.

The two looked at the corpses on the ground. Their eyes were very cold and emotionless.

"Let's go. We'll send Dragon Guards to get rid of their corpses!" The middle-aged man spoke, his tone was indifferent.

Wang Qi nodded and then looked in the direction where all the Masters of Chaos had disappeared.

Just as he was about to fly, many pieces of wood flew into the air. They were like sharp swords floating in the air, emitting a brilliant light.

"Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"

Countless wood shavings turned into sharp swords and shot towards Wang Qi.

"How dare you. So there's another person." Wang Qi's expression didn't change. He was still indifferent and even had a faint, cold smile on his face. His body emitted a green light and his aura surged, stirring up the space around him. He didn't move at all. Wooden swords that were flying towards him stopped three meters away from him.

The light on the wooden sword dimmed and they fell to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the sound of a sword rang out. A sharp longsword pierced through the air, carrying a dense killing intent. It was pointed at Wang Qi's forehead.

Wang Qi's armor shone with a bright green light. Facing the sharp longsword, his expression didn't change. Light surged between his fingers as he pointed at the longsword.

"Clang!"

Wang Qi's finger was like a weapon. Light illuminated the sky as it touched the longsword, and then Wang Qi quickly retreated. The green light around him flickered and changed colors. He still looked valiant.

In front of him, a grey-robed old man appeared. He stood in the air with a monstrous aura. He was actually an expert that could fly.

"Wang Qi, you are indeed worthy of being the successor of Wang Family." The grey-robed old man's eyes were like lightning. He gnashed his teeth as he spoke.

ang Qi's expression didn't change. His expression was calm. The green armor on his body emitted cracking sounds. Cracks spread out like a spider web.

"Old Man, die!"

Wang Qi let out an explosive shout. His shout was followed by a berserk aura radiating from his body that swept over like a raging flame. The entire sky changed color as seemed to have been dyed with red. Streaks of red light descended, and each streak of red light was like a sharp and destructive Sword Blade.

The grey-robed old man's expression sank. He was surprised. The longsword in his hand emitted a dark light. The dark light flourished and shot towards the red light.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Explosions rang out between the sky and earth. The dark and the red light collided against each other. Boundless energy wreaked havoc in the air. The space seemed to be shattered into pieces. The canyon was destroyed.

This was a confrontation between two true experts. It was the head-on battle between two Masters of Chaos.

"Swoosh!"

The grey-robed old man's figure suddenly fell. The longsword flickered in the air. At this moment, there were many small holes in his grey robe. Traces of blood flowed out from his skin.

A middle-aged man who was accompanying Wang Qi stood where the grey-robed old man had been standing. He was like a mountain, and his aura was majestic. The aura radiating from his body was domineering.

He looked down at the old man below like a king looking down at an ant.

"Wang Zhenwei." The grey-robed old man's expression changed when his gaze fell on the middle-aged man.

He knew he was no match to Wang Zhenwei. If Wang Zhenwei and Wang Qi attack together, he'll definitely die.

He turned and saw Wang Qi standing in the air not far from him. He was ready for another round of attack.

The grey-robed old man's expression changed drastically realizing the danger he was in. At that moment, he decided to run.

"Wang Family, you just wait. Today's humiliation will be returned tenfold. I will come back with my Demonic Legion and destroy your Wang Family one day." The grey-robed old man left behind a ruthless sentence and suddenly flew away. He was running for his life.

"You want to run? Did I agree?"

Wang Zhenwei stood in the air without moving from the beginning to the end. His aura was like a mountain. A cold light flashed in his eyes. An energy sword appeared, emitting the light of water and fire. It rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah!"

The grey-robed old man screamed in pain as the energy sword pierced through his heart. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Looks like I will die here today!"

The grey-robed old man muttered and suddenly started laughing. He seemed to have gone crazy. His eyes became completely red as he spoke, "If I die, then so be it. Wang Zhenwei, Wang Qi, I'll bring you two to hell with me!"