Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3508: Negotiations

“There’s no need to sit down for a talk, as we don’t have too many things to talk about. As for the Immortal-destroying Thunder in my hand, I don’t want to stow it away before we reach an agreement. However, since you’re afraid to come here, let’s just talk like this.” Jian Chen smiled gently.

Right now, his strength was only a Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortal’s in everyone’s eyes. A Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortal was actually speaking so arrogantly to an Immortal Emperor, which immediately infuriated the seven Immortal Monarchs of the Sword Sect of Startling Thunder.

When Jian Chen said “since you’re afraid to come here”, it sounded particularly taunting to the ears of everyone from the Sword Sect of Startling Thunder.

It was basically a naked insult.

The expression of the Sword Sect of Startling Thunder’s Immortal Emperor also became rather unnatural. However, he did not seem angry at all on the surface. He continued to say amicably, “That works. Then we’ll talk here. The elders of my Sword Sect of Startling Thunder did indeed cause you much offence earlier. I was wondering how I could pacify your anger.”

“I killed a few disciples from your Sword Sect of Startling Thunder in the ring and your great elders openly said that they would take me back to the Sword Sect of Startling Thunder and make me pay?” Jian Chen forced out a smile.

“That would be our fault. The elders probably did not understand the situation either, which led to a misunderstanding like that. As for those disciples of my Sword Sect of Startling Thunder, since they died in the ring, they can only blame themselves for not being as strong as you,” said the ancestor of the Sword Sect of Startling Thunder.

“And great elder Lang Qi had promised before that if we won the matches, he would help our Sword Sect of Violet Heavens earn a century of time, yet never did we think that your Sword Sect of Startling Thunder would actually deny it.” Jian Chen shook his head with a soft sigh like he was extremely disappointed.

“Isn’t it just a century? I’ll make the

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