"Amazing. Is this the prowess of the Great Yin Yang Tablet Breaking Hand?!"
"After mastering this martial art, it's a piece of cake to challenge those of a higher level."
"This Li Hu didn't lose for no reason."
"One mustn't be careless when facing the Great Yin Yang Tablet Breaking Hand. If there's a moment of carelessness, it'll be over in one move."
The eyelids of many Qiankun Sect's elders twitched. They clearly saw that according to Li Hu's reaction speed, he should be able to dodge this palm strike. He shouldn't have been killed so easily.
However, this palm strike had an extremely strong sticky force. It was like the forces of Yin and Yang were strangling each other at the same time. It locked onto Li Hu's aura, making it impossible for him to dodge or hide.
In the end, Li Hu could only be smacked to death like a punching bag.
Even though Xia Ping hadn't completely unleashed the true power of the Great Yin Yang Tablet Breaking Hand, the sect's elders could tell how terrifying this saint-tier ultimate art was. It was definitely extraordinary.
"Li Hu was defeated?!"
Tang Mingchen and the others were astonished. Previously, they had looked down on Xia Ping a little. Perhaps Li Hu alone would be able to make Xia Ping feel anxious and at a loss. He might even be able to defeat Xia Ping.
However, Li Hu was instantly killed without even having the strength to struggle. This immediately shocked them.
They were also very clear that this kid was as expected of a disciple of a Saint. He was completely different from the enemies they had faced in the past. If they continued to be careless, they would also follow in Li Hu's footsteps.
If they were to lose the match despite fighting ten against one, they would really lose all their face.
"Attack!"
Tang Mingchen and the others exchanged a glance as if they were telepathically connected. They knew that this enemy was no small matter and they couldn't afford to be careless at all.
Swoosh!
In an instant, five to six people rushed out, including Ba Tu, Ku Er, and the others.
Although Ku Er more or less disliked Xia Ping, he was still a cultivator after all. If he were to lose this battle, he would be greatly embarrassed.
Therefore, no matter what, he had to go all out.
"Nine Palaces Sword Art!"
Ku Er immediately took out a meter-long sword and pounced towards Xia Ping. He executed a supreme sword art. This was a peerless king-tier sword art that he had exchanged for from Qiankun Sect. It was extremely close to a saint-tier ultimate art and had boundless might.
With a thrust of the sword, the Sword Qi immediately overlapped. He stepped on the Nine Palaces Steps, and nine figures of him appeared in the entire field. It was impossible to see where his real body was.
It was as if nine peerless swordsmen were attacking at the same time, increasing their power by several times.
It could be said that his current strength was much stronger than when he was in the Ranking Tournament.
"Xia Ping, have a taste of my Blood Melting Saber. Die!"
A blood-colored figure also rushed out from the left. It was Ba Tu, who was ranked tenth. He held a large blood-colored blade in his hand, and like a brown bear, he leaped over from the distance and slashed out in the air.
The Blood Dissolving Saber Technique was an extremely strange and vicious saber technique that was close to a Sacred Unique Skill.
If someone was struck by this saber technique, their blood would immediately be sucked dry. In a few breaths' time, they would turn into a dried corpse like a mummy.
This was definitely an extremely evil saber technique, and it was very difficult to successfully cultivate it. One had to be able to control the bloodthirsty thoughts in one's heart. Otherwise, one would be controlled by the demonic thoughts and become a bloodthirsty demon.
There was once a cultivator who had learned the Blood Dissolving Saber Technique, but he couldn't control himself at all. One winter night, he turned into a demon and massacred all the humans in the city. There were millions of casualties.
Boom!
As this saber blasted over, countless Sword Qi gathered together and transformed into a huge blood-colored skeleton. It roared ferociously like a demon, wanting to swallow Xia Ping in one bite.
"Frighten Dragon Whip!"
The person who charged out from the right was a woman ranked second. Her name was Chen Fanghua. She was a plump woman and weighed 300 kilograms. She looked like a small mountain.
However, when she moved, she was extremely agile and light as a feather. It was as though gravity had no effect on her.
She was good at using the whip technique and had mastered the unique skill, Frighten Dragon Whip. With this whip technique, she had defeated countless opponents. Ordinary Outer Sanctum disciples would instantly faint after being hit by the whip.
It was said that she had a hobby of abusing men.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!
In just a breath's time, there were hundreds and thousands of whip shadows in the air. Each whip shadow was like a poisonous snake, making hissing sounds.
The surrounding people were all in awe. They could feel that this whip shadow contained a sinister Yin energy. If they were hit, the Yin energy would instantly injure their internal organs.
Thousands of whip shadows bombarded down like a group of dancing snakes. There was no way to avoid them.
"Too powerful."
The Outer Sanctum disciples who were watching in the virtual battlefield were all shocked. They were in awe. She was indeed worthy of being the top ten cultivators among the freshmen. Her understanding of martial arts had reached a level that ordinary disciples couldn't reach.
It had been more than ten days since the end of the ranking tournament, but during this period of time, they had improved by leaps and bounds. It was as though they were constantly evolving.
The gap between the strong and the weak was getting bigger and bigger like a chasm.
"This year's disciples are not bad."
Some of the senior brothers and sisters instantly raised their brows. They also had times when they were weak. If they were to put themselves in their shoes, if they were still Fulfillment Realm cultivators, it would be hard to tell who would win if they fought against this group of people.
It might even be possible for them to be defeated.
"This Xia Ping is finished."
Feeling the power of these top ten disciples, the surrounding spectators couldn't help but have this thought. Such power was simply invincible in the same realm, and it was impossible for anyone to defeat them at the same time.
Moreover, Xia Ping was only at the Purple Mansion Realm. If he advanced to the Fulfillment Realm, it might be possible for him to win. But with his current martial arts realm, there was no chance of winning.
But at this moment, Xia Ping immediately moved against the five or six experts that attacked him.
"Lion's Vajra Seal!"
In an instant, Xia Ping formed a seal with both hands and used this spiritual secret technique.
Immediately, his spiritual power erupted, and there seemed to be a giant phantom of a lion in the void. It was as though a divine lion had descended to the earth and roared at the sky. Golden light bloomed around it, and it was extremely dazzling.
What?!
Ku Er and the others who attacked Xia Ping were all shocked because they sensed that at this moment, Xia Ping's body erupted with an overwhelming spiritual power.
It was like a towering mountain, like a giant that couldn't be looked at directly. It crushed over fiercely and knocked on their souls like a heavy hammer.
No matter how fast their attack speed was, how could it be faster than the speed of spiritual power?
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