It had to be known that Jing Zhantian was a prominent figure in the Endless Sea. He was the prince of the Whale Clan, and was extremely talented. Relying on his clan's innate talent, he was tyrannical and almost invincible.
But in the eyes of this human, such a proud son of heaven, a seed of a king, was merely a little capable, an insignificant existence that could survive a single punch?!
Even if he looked down on others, there should be a limit!
Many sea demons glared at Xia Ping angrily, as if they wanted to eat this human alive.
Although Jing Zhantian was the one who had lost face, he was also a member of the Sea Demon Clan. If he lost face, it would be the same as the entire Sea Demon Clan losing face.
With a swoosh, Zhang Ming, the prince of the Octopus Clan, jumped out. "Human, Jing Zhantian only has a little ability. What about my ability?!"
In the blink of an eye, his eight hands danced in the air, each holding a treasured saber that could cut through iron as if it were mud.
Each of these treasured sabers was not simple. They had been forged from Deep Frigid Iron by a Grandmaster Blacksmith, along with countless precious materials, over a period of forty-nine days.
It could be said that these eight treasured sabers were incomparably terrifying. They were all compatible with the power of the Octopus Clan. With a single slash, saber qi would sweep out, and even a small mountain would be split in half.
Zhang Ming did not hold back. He immediately attacked Xia Ping, using the Octopus Clan's saber technique — Universe Eight Saber Stream!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
In that instant, the eight treasured sabers attacked at the same time. Eight terrifying saber lights attacked at the same time, as if they were going to split the earth in half.
"So strong!"
Many sea demons' pupils shrank. They were all shocked by the Octopus Prince's battle prowess. Even among the sea demons, the Octopus Clan was considered one of the strongest.
It had eight hands, and each of them was as nimble as a human's.
Now that these eight hands were waving at the same time, it was like eight people attacking Xia Ping. He might be able to block one or two sabers, but he might not be able to block five or eight sabers!
This was the terror of the Octopus Clan. As long as one was hit by eight sabers, they would undoubtedly die.
"Not bad saber technique."
A cold light flashed in Xia Ping's eyes. He could also see that Zhang Ming's strength was extraordinary. He had reached the peak of the Supreme Power Realm at the Eighth Heaven. He was only one step away from the Supreme Power Realm at the Ninth Heaven.
Its Sword Dao cultivation had reached the acme of perfection. It was estimated that it had immersed itself in Sword Dao cultivation for at least 20 to 30 years. It trained hard every day and never slacked off.
Every time he swung the knife, it was as if he was extending his arm. He was extremely agile and did not waste any energy. He was like a brilliant surgeon performing a precise surgery.
Moreover, the other party had eight arms, and his talent was astonishing. If an ordinary human were to encounter him, it would be practically impossible for them to defeat him. The difference between them was too great.
This kind of talent was like the legendary martial path Mystique [Three Heads and Six Arms].
However, no matter how powerful it was, Xia Ping did not take it seriously. The difference between them was too great. After witnessing the fist technique of the sage, this so-called knife technique was simply full of mistakes.
He didn't even need to dodge.
Dark North Body Protection Technique!
Xia Ping stepped out, his hands turned into a circle, and the tyrannical Gang Qi burst out from his 108,000 pores, instantly forming a huge Qi Shield, covering his whole body.
At the same time, there seemed to be a huge Kunpeng rising behind him, wandering in the void, constantly shaking its tail, setting off huge waves in the void, rumbling.
Bang bang bang!!!
In a flash, Zhang Ming's attack came in an instant. Eight terrifying saber lights fiercely slashed on the Qi Shield. Suddenly, there was a clanging sound, as if it was slashing on steel, splashing a lot of sparks.
But no matter how he attacked, the Qi Shield was still as firm as a rock and could not be shaken.
What?!
Zhang Ming was shocked. He found that his treasure saber couldn't cause any harm to Xia Ping's defensive Qigong. It seemed to be in an absolute defense.
Even its eight hands felt numb, and the frightening rebounding force from the defensive barrier almost caused its treasured saber to fly out of its hands.
"Take my punch!"
Xia Ping didn't show any mercy. He rushed forward and punched the air.
This punch was like a Kunpeng swinging its tail, its huge body charging forward. This kind of power was like the primordial god Gonggong smashing into Mount Buzhou, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake.
This punch even contained the power of a vortex, a spiral force that created an enormous suction force. It locked onto Zhang Ming's aura, sealing all of his movements and leaving him nowhere to run.
"No way! Is this the punch that Jing Zhantian just faced? How could it be so terrifying that I can't even escape?! " Previously, Zhang Ming had looked down on Jing Zhantian, thinking that Jing Zhantian didn't live up to his name. He was clearly from the powerful Whale Race, but he couldn't even block a punch from a puny human.
But now that he was facing Xia Ping's punch, he realized that his thinking was wrong, completely wrong.
When this punch came, it felt like endless darkness had enveloped his soul, as if he had fallen into a vortex, with nowhere to run. It also felt like he was being surrounded by countless evil spirits, tearing at his soul.
This was a punch that surpassed the King level, reaching a mysterious realm.
Even if he was an invincible King, he didn't think that a Master Realm martial artist could display such power. This was already beyond the limits of the martial arts of the Sky Realm. This was not a martial art of mortals.
Dong!
This punch hit Zhang Ming. It was like a morning bell or evening drum, emitting a crisp sound. Countless streams of air exploded, and a terrifying force blasted toward Zhang Ming's body.
In an instant, his entire body was sent flying, sliding across the ground for two or three kilometers.
Even the eight arms on its body were broken and drenched in blood. The eight treasured sabers also fell to the ground with a clanking sound, creating deep pits and sending sparks flying in all directions.
"Pfft!"
Zhang Ming fell to the ground, heavily injured. He couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood as he looked at the human Xia Ping in shock.
As the saying went, a person's name was like a tree's shadow.
Now, he finally understood that this monstrous genius whose name resounded throughout the human world, who was viewed as a Great Emperor by the entire Myriad Demon Mountain, was not as simple as he had imagined. His strength and martial arts were extraordinary, as if there was a divine beast living inside this human's body.
"This, this!"
Many Sea Demons looked at this scene in shock. They couldn't accept that Jing Zhantian had lost, but now, even the famous Zhang Ming couldn't withstand a single blow from this human.
If they weren't standing there, they would have thought that they were hallucinating.
"No way, even Zhang Ming isn't a match for this human. How can he be so powerful? This, this doesn't make sense, it makes too much sense. "Many Sea Demons clenched their fists, staring at this human Xia Ping.
"Who else wants to die?"
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