Imperial God Emperor

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Chapter 543, The imposing attitude of an authority

Return your sword?

Ye Qingyu burst out laughing.

Was that Chen Shaohua beaten stupid or something, he spoke such childish words.

Ye Qingyu clasped the White Lotus Immortal Sword in one hand, gently running his finger across the sword body.

A very subtle feeling.

But he could clearly feel that the sword was indeed marvelous, containing a frightening power, like that of a deity.

This was the first time that Ye Qingyu held a divine-level weapon, he couldn't help feeling slightly apprehensive.

Such a weapon really was a slaughtering blade of heaven and earth.

Even if one was unable to activate the true power within the White Lotus Immortal Sword, and was simply used as an ordinary weapon, an accomplished Bitter Sea expert wouldn't be able to withstand one sword strike and even divine iron would most likely be severed like mud.

It was indeed a uniquely good sword.

It was a pity that such a divine sword fell in the hands of Chen Shaohua.

Although he cultivated in White Lotus Sword Sect's techniques, his inner yuan operates with Greater One Sect's mantra, so it was impure.

And now, holding the divine sword in his hands, and comparing it to the spectacles of the battle before, Ye Qingyu vaguely felt that Chen Shaohua did not display the true power of this sword during their battle.

Otherwise, he would not have only suffered physical injury.

He flicked his finger and the White Lotus Sword body slightly shook.

Buzz.

Like a thread-like blade vibrating incessantly, producing melodious sounds of the growl of a tiger and roar of a dragon, it made one palpitate.

Ye Qingyu carefully admired the sword and did not return the White Lotus Immortal Sword in the first moment.

Opposite.

Someone was already impatient.

"Why are you not returning the White Lotus Immortal Sword?" Among the crowd, Xiao Yunlong summoned up the courage to step out, clenched his teeth and shouted coldly, "Little trash, you're not thinking of taking possession of our Greater One Sect's divine weapon, right?"

He knew. He knew that he needed to do something to salvage the situation.

Ye Qingyu shot a glance at that buffoon clown, and did not speak.

"Little friend, today you won. In our Human Race of Clear River Domain, there is another genius, this is something to celebrate." A white-haired elder, who was supporting Chen Shaohua and should occupy a high position in Greater One Sect, said with an insincere smile, "But young people should know how to handle a situation appropriately, you won the reputation, and that is enough. Don't be too greedy, and avoid making a mistake."

"Pah, I don't want to hear from such a shameless old thing." Hu Bugui came over in huge strides.

The Great Thief stood at the side of Ye Qingyu, a ridiculing expression on his bearded face.

"A divine weapon should naturally be reserved for the capable, our Brother Tian Huang, since he has defeated this bullshit Great Hua Peak successor, then he is more capable than you, more worthy of possessing this sword. Haha, since it is a martial arts battle, then there should be some sort of reward, this broken sword, although ordinary, but reluctantly is worthy of my Brother Tian Huang. You have lost, yet still want it back, Pah Pah Pah, do you have any shame?"

The white-haired expert's face was twisted in anger.

But Chen Shaohua was more furious, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

If it was only injuries caused by pure physical strength, then with Chen Shaohua's cultivation base, he naturally could instantly recover his flesh.

But Ye Qingyu's earth-shaking fist from before contained the power of chaos and thunder. So even until now, there were still remnants of the Thunder and Lightning power within Chen Shaohua's body, constantly destroying his body. This sort of internal injury was the most terrifying, as well as needing the most time to dispel.

At this moment, someone began to speak.

"I am Path Seeking Sect's Gu Yuntian, I couldn't help standing up to say a few words." A young man with a pale complexion and an ink-blank Taoist robe stood out, saying in a righteous tone of voice. "At the beginning of the challenge, both sides did not say anything about a prize, so there is no compensation, not to mention that it was Little Brother Tian Huang that insulted Greater One Sect first. He was at fault first, senior brother Shaohua just wanted to win back some respect for Greater One Sect. He lost because his cultivation is not enough or he made a careless mistake, there is no need to be so aggressive. White Lotus Immortal Sword belongs to Greater One Sect, Brother Tian Huang should not be too greedy."

"That's right, there are many geniuses in this world, but excessive strength on steel can easy fracture. Don't let a little success cloud your eyes. Sooner or later you will die young, without you knowing." Another young descendant of another sect said coldly, his voice carried a tone of threat.

"The Thunder and Lightning Sect is a little sect, how is it worthy of having such divine weapon?"

"Return it, an innocent man can get into trouble from possessing a treasured item, you would only bring fatal disaster to you and your sect."

There were people of other sects that spoke up.

In today's battle, although Ye Qingyu defeated Chen Shaohua and would became famous across the world, but he was only one person. The Thunder and Lightning Sect was not well known, while Greater One Sect was a super large sect that had existed for thousands of years, the real colossus. So at this moment, many sects would still choose to stand on the side of the Greater One Sect.

In a short while, Ye Qingyu had become a greedy villain, condemned by thousands.

Xiao Yunlong, upon seeing this, sneered coldly.

The white-haired elder, Chen Shaohua, and other people also revealed a disdainful and arrogant expression.

Hu Bugui simply did not care, fumed, "A group of fawning lowly people, you want to reason with me? Don't you know that I am a robber and never ask for reason? Brother Tian Huang, this sword is what you deserve, if you want it then don't worry and take it. At worst I will defend you and destroy this Greater One Peak, would I really be afraid of this group of things that think they are righteous."

When these insulting words came out, Hu Yuntian and the other people immediately had a drastic change of expression, like they were slapped across the face several times.

Nan Tieyi did not say a word, and just gently stood by Ye Qingyu's side.

This step, however, was enough to show his stance.

Only Liu Shaji, had a strange look on his face. He seemed to be thinking of something, his attention was not here at all.

The atmosphere, in this instant, was even more tense than the battle before.

At this moment, Ye Qingyu burst out into loud laughter, shaking his head, "Your treasure, I can throw it away like an old shoe... It's just a divine weapon, it's not an Emperor weapon. But seeing so many interesting faces, it's really funny... How would our Lightning and Thunder Sect want your White Lotus Immortal Sword? Haha, brother Hu is right, it's just a broken sword, I wouldn't take a glance at it even if you give me it."

With that, he casually threw it away.

The famous White Lotus Immortal Sword was thrown away like rubbish by Ye Qingyu.

Chen Shaohua subconsciously reached out, catching the White Lotus Immortal Sword.

But following Ye Qingyu's words, even with the divine sword in his hands, his heart had not regained the slightest degree of happiness. Instead there was a wave of melancholy, an inexpressible discontent.

Ye Qingyu shook his head as he looked him with a slightly pitied gaze, "The path of martial arts cultivation is long, and the strength of a martial artist, lies in itself, not the weapon. Although you hold a divine sword, you were still defeated by my fist; without a divine weapon, I am still invincible. Haha, deeply engrossed in external tools, you pick up the sesame seeds but overlook the watermelons, you concentrate on trivial matters and neglect important ones... yet you still claim to be a genius. Ha, ha, pitiful, really pitiful."

"You..." Chen Shaohua's fury rose sharply once more, his figure tottering with rage, swaying side to side, then a sweet taste came to his throat and suddenly sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

The other people around him were embarrassed and couldn't help gasping in surprise.

This successor of the Thunder and Lightning Sect was too sarcastic that Chen Shaohua was completely humiliated yet couldn't refute. He most likely would be done with an illness from his anger.

But there were some who could not help but lower their head and begin to ponder.

The words of the Thunder and Lightning Sect's successor, of course, were mere pretense, but he really had a point.

At his age, to be able to easily discard the White Lotus Immortal Sword, and to say such words, his spirit and attitude were extraordinary. The size of a structure cannot be faked. It can be imagined that, as long as this boy does not die young, he will surely become a martial arts authority of a generation.

Comparing both sides, the people of Greater One Sect could be said as suffering a double loss after trying to harm the enemy, one by one they were left speechless with rage.

After a short while.

Chen Shaohua greatly suppressed his embarrassment. He reached out to wipe the blood on his mouth, and said in a resentful tone, "Tian Huang, today you won, but this is not finished, 10 days later, when the Sword Storm meeting begins, on the Storm platform, do you dare to fight me again?"

"The challenge of life and death on the Storm platform?" Ye Qingyu said with a forced smile.

"That's right, a battle of life and death, fight to death on the Storm platform, Tian Huang do you dare?" Chen Shaohua, like a red-eyed gambler, spoke with a mildly insane tone. "

At his side, the white-haired elder and the other disciples, upon hearing these words, had their eyes suddenly lighting up.

That's was a good idea.

Although they lost today's battle, they could still fight back their position on the Storm platform.

How deep was the foundation of the Greater One Sect, how much treasured objects and secret cultivation skills did they possess. In 10 days, as long as Chen Shaohua was given a divine armour, or taught a secret cultivation technique, or even given some divine pills that improved cultivation, it can make Chen Shaohua's strength rise dramatically in this short period of time. At that time, on the Storm platform, killing that Tian Huang would be no longer a difficult task, and the fame and glory that he lost today will be won back several times.

In this way, everything was perfectly settled.

Hu Bugui's face darkened and was about to say something, when Ye Qingyu pulled him back, smiling slightly and shaking his head.

Then he turned to look at Chen Shaohua, "Fine, you want to fight, then let's fight again, in 10 days, on the Storm platform, I will wait for you."

Chen Shaohua felt relieved upon hearing his words. There was a gloating and gloomy light in his eyes, and under the support of the white-haired elder and the Greater One Sect experts of the older generation, he turned away.

"Little bastard, just you wait, you are dead."

Xiao Yunlong hurriedly followed behind the white-haired expert and the others, fearing that Ye Qingyu would again give him trouble. But after walking hundreds of steps away, perhaps he had already felt that he was safe, turned around, glared resentfully at Ye Qingyu, and left behind these words.