Chapter 1383
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"This is the saint's disciple, Xia Ping?!"
The eyes of a dozen Lingyun Sect disciples flickered as they sized up Xia Ping. They seemed to want to find out what secrets he had and why the saint would take a liking to him.
However, Xia Ping's aura was concealed, and he was like a rock. No matter how they looked, they couldn't find him.
"So you're Xia Ping? You don't look like much. I wonder if you're just a facade." Seeing Xia Ping appear, Jian Qingbai was still arrogant and proud.
He had absolute confidence in himself. Even if the other party was the legendary saint's disciple, he wasn't afraid.
"Do you want to try? I'll fight you with one hand."
Xia Ping put on a carefree expression and had the bearing of a master.
"How arrogant. I'd like to see how you'll defeat me with one hand." Jian Qingbai was furious. Killing intent flashed in his eyes as he wielded his longsword and attacked.
Sword art — Tiangang Waterfall Sword!
Rumble ~ ~
Wave after wave of sword energy fell from the sky like a waterfall, emitting an aura that was several times stronger than before. Each wave contained earth-shattering power.
"This kid didn't use his full strength just now?!"
Everyone was shocked, especially Gattuso. His face was ashen. If Jian Qingbai had used his full strength just now, he probably would've been turned to dust.
The power of such a sword art was truly terrifying. It wasn't something an ordinary person could block. Just one wave of sword energy was enough to tear apart an ordinary Divine-Realm cultivator's body.
"This is the power of a Divine-Realm cultivator in the universe?!"
Jiang Yaru and the others narrowed their eyes. They'd seen the power of the invincible kings in the Cloud Realm, but they couldn't compare to Jian Qingbai at all. Whether it was the density of magic power or the power of martial arts arts, the difference was like heaven and earth.
If Jian Qingbai appeared in the Cloud Realm, he would probably sweep through a group of invincible kings.
"Not bad."
Xia Ping's expression was very calm. For a cultivator in the middle stage of the Treasure Refinement Realm like him, the martial arts arts of the Divine-Realm were child's play.
He didn't move at all. He flicked his finger lightly, and a terrifying gust of wind shot out. The runes in the sky intertwined and formed a heaven and earth formation.
Bang!
With just one strike, the Sword Qi that filled the sky was instantly shaken into a ball of Yuan Qi and turned into nothingness.
The powerful force was transmitted to Jian Qingbai's body, sending him flying. His blood surged, and he almost vomited blood. He slid across the ground for several hundred meters, creating a deep crack in the ground.
There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Jian Qingbai was extremely shocked right now. He could feel that Xia Ping's finger contained the endless power of the world. When the finger blasted over, it was unstoppable. The sword technique he was so proud of could not even withstand a single blow.
This made his mind go blank. Didn't they say that this kid was only at the Purple Mansion Realm one and a half years ago? But what was going on? Why was his strength so terrifying?!
"Is this the famous sword technique of the Lingyun Sect, the Tiangang Waterfall Sword? It is indeed very powerful. Thousands of Sword Qi gather and form the power of a waterfall. Ordinary people would be blasted to death, unable to block it. You must have spent a lot of effort to learn this sword technique. " Xia Ping nodded and praised. He commented on Jian Qingbai, "As expected of the genius disciple of the Lingyun Sect. You really live up to your reputation. It won't be difficult for you to become a Golden Core Cultivator in the future."
"This!"
The group of Qiankun Sect disciples were speechless. Although Xia Ping's words were all praises and didn't mean to belittle Jian Qingbai, they still felt very uncomfortable no matter how they listened.
After all, if the Heavenly Astral Waterfall Sword was really that powerful, how could it be destroyed with just a flick of his finger? It was as if he didn't even need to lift a finger. If that was the case, coupled with the fact that such a thing had happened, no matter how one listened to it, there was a hint of ridicule in it.
And he even commented on Jian Qingbai, saying that he lived up to his reputation and that he would become a Golden Core Cultivator in the future. Was this something someone of the same generation could say? It was clearly a senior teaching a junior. He was giving pointers from a higher position. He was basically saying that Jian Qingbai and he were not on the same level anymore. He was not fighting with him, but giving pointers.
As the prodigy of the Lingyun Sect, how could Jian Qingbai not hear Xia Ping's sarcastic words? And how proud was he? How could he endure Xia Ping's mockery?
"What does it have to do with you whether I become a Golden Core Cultivator or not? You want to give me pointers? Who do you think you are?!" Jian Qingbai was going crazy. He couldn't restrain his anger. He immediately released an aura that was many times more terrifying than before.
"Retreat, retreat immediately. Junior Brother Jian is going all out."
A Lingyun Sect disciple's expression changed drastically. He immediately said to his senior and junior brothers. Immediately, the group of people quickly retreated more than ten kilometers to avoid being affected by the sword.
The other Qiankun Sect disciples also felt the danger. They all retreated without stopping, afraid that the sword would hurt them. At that time, even if they didn't die, they would be heavily injured.
"I'd like to see how you're going to give me pointers. If you have the guts, come and give me pointers!" Jian Qingbai gritted his teeth. All the mana in his body surged into the sword in his hand.
Sword divine ability — Collapsing Mountain Sword!
The sword slashed over. It contained extremely sharp power. Endless sword qi gathered at one point. It seemed to be able to cut through space. This sword had the power to collapse mountains and crack the earth.
Many Qiankun Sect disciples were shocked. They could feel the terrifying power of this sword. Compared to the previous sword, it was many times more powerful. It was also indestructible.
All the sword qi in the world gathered at one point. It was almost an invincible sword in the God Power Realm. If it was a regular God Power Realm cultivator, just the ripples of the sword qi would probably turn them into dust.
"Noisy!"
Xia Ping didn't even look and slapped over.
Martial divine ability — Great Yin Yang Tablet Smashing Hand!
In the air, a huge hand formed from yin and yang qi crushed down. It instantly grabbed the shocking sword qi and was completely obliterated in a breath's time.
"Oh no!"
Jian Qingbai was scared out of his wits. He wanted to run, but it was useless. The hand came crashing down from the sky. Not only did it easily shatter his boundless sword Qi, but it even grabbed his body in an instant.
Dong!
In the next second, his entire body was slammed into the ground. In an instant, a five-finger-deep pit with a diameter of ten kilometers appeared on the ground. There were even clear palm prints on the ground, as if they were imprints of an array formation, filled with a terrifying aura.
Jian Qingbai lay on the ground, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. His bones were broken and he was already half-dead. His eyes were filled with extreme fear.
"Junior Brother Jian!"
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