415 Duan Ling Tian Makes A Move

Chapter 415: Duan Ling Tian Makes A Move

Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytorEditor: Jay

Om!

The grey clothed bandit’s figure flashed as he charged towards Zhao Lei, and the saber light on the saber in his hand rose explosively.

In the air, 800 ancient mammoth silhouettes appeared, followed by another 150 plus ancient mammoth silhouettes, and they dashed out with an imposing manner that shot into the sky like a rainbow.

Obviously, this grey clothed bandit was a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist.

The saber in his hand was a grade eight spirit saber.

The attack of the grey clothed bandit caused the face of Zhao Lin, who was already in an extremely sorry state from the pincer attack of a few bandits, to go ghastly pale.

"Duan Ling Tian!" In his panic, Zhao Lei noticed the nearby Duan Ling Tian.

When Zhao Lei saw Duan Ling Tian had a leisurely expression as he looked at the scene over here, he was nearly angered to the point he spit blood.

"I’m fighting for my life with the bandits here, but Duan Ling Tian is watching the show from the side?" Instantly, Zhao Lei’s heart warped and he felt unfairness in his heart.

Zhao Lei’s gaze went cold as he looked at the grey clothed bandit that flashed over, and the corners of his mouth curled into a scheming smile.

Bang!

Suddenly, Zhao Lei stomped his feet on the ground and his Origin Energy skyrocketed as he seemed to have transformed into a cannonball that flew straight towards Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Ling Tian was watching the scene since all along, and when he saw that Zhao Lei was targeted by the grey clothed bandit, he’d already intended to lend a hand…

Although the grudge between him and Zhao Lei wasn’t shallow, Zhao Lin was still a Seven Star Sword Sect disciple at any rate. As a fellow Seven Star Sword Sect disciple, he shouldn’t just watch idly by or add insult to injury when under such circumstances of suffering a disaster.

But Duan Ling Tian’s face went gloomy when he saw the scene that appeared before him.

"Zhao Lei!" He saw Zhao Lei charge towards him then circumnavigate to his back, causing Duan Ling Tian to become the target of the grey clothed bandit and the other bandits.

How could he not know what Zhao Lei was thinking?

Zhao Lei wanted to make these bandits kill him!

After all, Zhao Lei didn’t know of his true strength and only thought he was a fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist.

"Duan Ling Tian, I’ll leave them to you… I’ll go help Elder Feng Ping!" In next to no time, Zhao Lei’s voice entered into Duan Ling Tian’s ears, causing Duan Ling Tian’s expression to become even gloomier and frightful cold lights shot out from his eyes.

Help Elder Feng Ping?

With Zhao Lei’s measly ability, would Elder Feng Ping need Zhao Lei’s help?

Moreover, along with every joining in the battle with Elder Feng Ping in the lead, this group of bandits were almost completely wiped out now.

There was utterly nothing for Zhao Lei to do.

"Looks like I’ve still been too merciful." Slight coldness that was icy cold and bone piercing arose within Duan Ling Tian’s heart, and he felt the thought of rescuing Zhao Lei that emerged in his heart was laughable…

Earlier, he wanted to help Zhao Lei deal with this grey clothed bandit.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Lei instead had directly took him as a shield to expose before the grey clothed bandit and the other bandits, causing him to become the target for all!

Zhao Lei obviously had the intention of making him lose his life.

After all, in the eyes of Zhao Lei, his strength was inferior to the grey clothed bandit.

Swoosh!

Amongst the few bandits, the grey clothed bandit who was at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage was the swiftest, and he’d arrived near Duan Ling Tian in the blink of an eye.

When he saw Duan Ling Tian’s age, the grey clothed bandit made light of Duan Ling Tian.

Om!

At the same time that he flashed past Duan Ling Tian, the saber in his hand casually flashed out straight towards Duan Ling Tian’s throat, as if he wanted to kill Duan Ling Tian with a single slash.

"Underestimating me to that extent?" When Duan Ling Tian saw the grey clothed bandit flash past him yet still have his eyes on Zhao Lei, slight ridicule instantly appeared on Duan Ling Tian’s face.

Om!

Presently, the saber of the grey clothed bandit that flashed over was extremely casually slashed out.

Perhaps, this slash would be able to kill an ordinary fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist…

But Duan Ling Tian was no ordinary fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist!

In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian felt a gust of strong wind that was filled with killing intent, and it fiercely swept towards his throat, causing him to feel pain from the blowing of the wind.

Instantly, Duan Ling Tian’s eyes swiftly went cold.

"You’re courting death!" In an instant, Duan Ling Tian moved.

The Origin Energy on his legs rages and Wind Force emerged…

In the blink of an eye, Duan Ling Tian kicked off the horse, he leaped up as if he was mounting the clouds and riding the mist, and he barely dodged the grey clothed bandit’s swift slash in an extremely agile manner.

His entire movement was smooth like moving clouds and flowing water.

This scene felt as if it was pre-discussed before and the grey clothed bandit was cooperating with Duan Ling Tian to put on a show.

"How could this be possible?!" In the distance, Zhao Lei, who’d dashed to Elder Feng Ping’s side with great difficulty and obtained a feeling of safety, saw this scene with his own to eyes and his pupils constricted as an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Duan Ling Tian actually dodged the attack of a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist?

In next to no time, Zhao Lei clearly saw the ancient mammoth silhouettes that appeared in the sky above Duan Ling Tian, and his face was incomparably deathly pale. "Eight…. Eight hundred ancient mammoths? Duan Ling Tian is a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist?"

Zhao Lei was dumbstruck, completely dumbstruck.

A 22 year old sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist?

This…

I’m not dreaming, right?

When he thought up to this point, Zhao Lei couldn’t help but stretch his hand out to pinch his thigh.

At the beginning, he who was slightly numbered didn’t feel any pain and was instantly pleasantly surprise. "Looks like I’m really dreaming! I knew it, how could that Duan Ling Tian possibly possess such a strong cultiva…"

In the next moment, Zhao Lie’s thoughts stopped dead in their tracks.

Only because the intense pain in his thigh had already entered into his pain receptors.

"I’m not dreaming?" Zhao Lei’s face went pale, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness. "Dammit! This Duan Ling Tian’s age isn’t old but he actually possesses this shocking cultivation… We’re both people, but why is the difference so huge? The heavens are unfair!"

At this moment, almost all the remaining bandits were already dead, so many people saw this scene with their own two eyes.

Amongst them included the Seven Star Sword Sect’s Elder Feng Ping.

"That’s… Wind Force?" Unlike Zhao Lei, Feng Ping was able to discern with a glance that the strange aura suffused within the Origin Energy on Duan Ling Tian’s legs was Wind Force.

As a Void Prying Stage martial artist that had similarly comprehended Wind Force, he was extremely familiar with it. "That isn’t a Wind Force Seed, it’s genuine Wind Force, Elementary Wind Force!" After he discerned all this, Feng Ping’s pupils constricted and he his face was covered with astonishment and disbelief.

A Nascent Soul Stage martial artist had comprehended Elementary Wind Force?

I’m not seeing things, right?

"Sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage!" Now, a wave of exclaims of surprise sounded out.

It was the remaining people who were shocked by the 800 ancient mammoths silhouettes Duan Ling Tian has condensed from drawing upon the energy of heaven and earth.

Besides Feng Ping, no one present was able to discern that amongst the 800 ancient mammoths that Duan Ling Tian has condensed, there were 200 that belonged to the Elementary Wind Force.

"What?!" The expression of the grey clothed bandit went grim when his slash missed.

When he slightly turned around and saw the 800 ancient mammoth silhouettes above Duan Ling Tian, his face became ghastly pale.

He realized that he’d made an enormous mistake!

He’s underestimated this young man that looked to be a little over 20 years old…

He originally thought the young man was just a minor character, but he never expected that this young man was actually a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist like him.

At this moment, he even had the heart to commit suicide.

Swoosh!

The Origin Energy on the grey clothed bandit’s body roiled as he wanted to turn around in midair, but he was affected by the obstruction of momentum.

Instantly, his face revealed an expression of despair.

He knew he was dead.

And he was dead indeed.

Swoosh!

Along with Duan Ling Tian’s gaze going slightly cold, the grade six spirit sword in his hand whistled out, descending onto the back of the grey clothed bandit and piercing through the grey clothed bandit’s heart before coming out the other side.

The body of the grey clothed bandit trembled, then stopped in midair before crashing onto the ground.

Dead!

Not to mention that the grey clothed bandit had given such a big flaw for Duan Ling Tian to take advantage of, even if this flaw didn’t exist, it would still be extremely easy for Duan Ling Tian to kill him.

After all, even one of the five great young masters, Saber Young Master, who was a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist that had comprehended a Saber Force Seed and possessed a grade six spirit saber… Had still lost at Duan Ling Tian’s hands almost two months ago.

To Duan Ling Tian, an ordinary sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist like this grey clothed bandit was of no threat at all.

The bandits that were charging at Duan Ling Tian saw this scene and their face went ghastly pale.

Instantly, they’d realized that this young man was an utter devil…

Flee!

The bandits glanced at each other then fled backwards.

Duan Ling Tian didn’t chase after them.

In next to no time, these bandits were killed by the joint attack of the guard commander of the merchant group and the group of guards.

Up to this point, the 100 plus bandits were completely annihilated!

At the side of the Ancient River Trading Company, only 10 plus guards were injured, but none died. It could considered to be a complete victory.

The group of bandits were completely annihilated, yet the scene was deathly silent.

The gazes of every, including the wagon drivers of the merchant group had all descended onto Duan Ling Tian in unison…

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

…

For a time, a wave of gulping down saliva with difficulty could be vaguely heard from the surroundings.

"He’s actually so strong!" The other two Seven Star Sword Sect inner court disciples look at each other and had expressions of astonishment.

"It’s difficult to imagine that a 22 year old young man actually has such strength… Now, I really hope that he’s really a disciple of our Seven Star Sword Sect."

"Yeah, with him present, why would the Seven Star Sword Sect be worried about being brilliant throughout the future!?"

Although the two Seven Star Sword Sect inner court disciples were older than Duan Ling Tian by over 10 years, at this moment, they looked at Duan Ling Tian with gazes filled with reverence.

Duan Ling Tian’s natural talent and strength caused them to feel heartfelt admiration.

"Duan Ling Tian, looks like I’ve still underestimated you." Finally, Feng Ping spoke out and broke the silence of the scene.

Feng Ping looked at Duan Ling Tian with a gaze that was extremely complicated…

He still couldn’t wrap his head around how a fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist could possibly comprehend Elementary Wind Force.

As a third level Void Prying Stage martial artist that had comprehended Half-step Advanced Wind Force, he could be 100% sure that when Duan Ling Tian dodged the slash of the grey clothed bandit earlier, it was absolutely by utilizing Wind Force.

"Duan Ling Tian… How could he possibly possess strength like this!?" Zhao Lei’s expression was ashen. He’d originally thought that Duan Ling Tian was only a fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist, but he never imagined that Duan Ling Tian would conceal his strength so deeply.

Before long, the merchant group had rested and reorganized for a while before continuing on their journey.

Duan Ling Tian noticed that besides Elder Feng Ping, everyone else, including the guard commander of the merchant group, now looked at him with respect and reverence.