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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4272

"Alas! They have escaped!"

When he found that Winslow and another superior elder had run away, there was nothing else Austin could do but shake his head and sigh.

"Ah! However, there is another one left!"

Austin felt a little relieved when he saw the superior elder who was shouting in front of him.

"Silence, old man! Stop your hollering!"

Austin charged at him. He punched and kicked the superior elder until his head and face appeared swollen.

While he was doing this, countless puppet strings also went into the old man's Soul Sea and enveloped his entire spiritual soul.

"I command you to get out!"

Aside from having very powerful spiritual soul energy, the superior elder was also proficient in several brilliant secret skills of the spiritual soul. It was almost impossible to make him surrender willingly. Naturally, he resisted Austin's attacks fiercely.

"Just stop struggling, old man! You know it's useless,"

Austin sneered at him.

All of a sudden, a faint sword light struck the body of the superior elder.

This attack instantly caused several stab wounds to appear all over his body.

After that, divine blood spurted out and scattered across the sky.

Due to Austin's violent and ruthless beating, the superior elder couldn't hold on much further. In the end, he fainted.

With a slight wave of his hand, Austin immediately teleported the old man into a human world and hid him there.

At this point in time, the vast majority of the Purple Sword Sect had already escaped.

The once boisterous and buzzing Purple Divine Mountain had now become desolate and empty.

Austin had absolutely no interest in this empty mountain. Therefore, he just walked out.

"Look over there!

Everyone from the Purple Sword Sect is running away!" one of the onlookers exclaimed.

"What does that mean? Have they been defeated?" another one asked.

"That's impossible!

That young man defeated the entire Purple Sword Sect on his own! How unbelievable!" one spectator commented.

Several voids in the vast distance were filled with creatures who were observing the whole scene unfold. Obviously, they were all shocked at how it ended.

Austin walked out of the Purple Divine Mountain unscathed.

He relished every step he took while he walked out of it.

"Look! That young man has come out!

And by the looks of it, he is safe and sound!" one of the spectators observed.

"So that only means he has won against them!

He was able to defeat a second-class sect all by himself!"

Seeing him walk out as if nothing happened, each and every spectator's attention was immediately focused on Austin. They couldn't help but discuss among themselves.

"There he is! Master has come out!"

Needless to say, all of Austin's divine god slaves were overjoyed to see him.

"Mr. Lin, you're fine! That's really incredible!"

Garth was surprised to see Austin completely unharmed. He quickly walked forward to meet Austin.

"I just saw Winslow, the leader of the Purple Sword Sect, running away together with his people.

Mr. Lin, are you truly okay?"

Garth inquired.

"Yes. I'm totally fine.

However, we must leave right now.

I need you to send a message to the Red Sword City at once and ask your people to get ready to retreat.

Otherwise, the consequences we'll be facing can be dire,"

Austin told him in a serious tone.

He could clearly sense that several governing gods were now rapidly passing through space and moving towards the Purple Divine Mountain.

Austin was sure that these governing gods must be masters of the Long Sword Sect.

His guess was that the Purple Sword Sect had sent a message to the Long Sword Sect as they were fleeing.

As a result, the masters of the Long Sword Sect were now rushing over.

'These masters are quickly approaching and they seem quite aggressive. Clearly, they must have already guessed my identity.

Well, it will be best for me to avoid meeting them,'

Austin thought gravely to himself.

"Mr. Lin, what happened? Why must we leave right away?

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