Third Saint felt that he had seen this azure school uniform somewhere before. After staring at Wang Ling's somewhat childish face for a moment, it was as if a string had been pulled out of his brain, and he suddenly remembered that this uniform had been on the news not long ago! — This was the uniform of No. 60 High School in Peiyuan district!
It had originally been an unknown, ordinary high school. If it hadn't been for the fact that Shadow Stream's first-class Red Ribbon assassins had been completely wiped out here … Third Saint felt that he wouldn't care about this school at all.
Previously, Third Saint remembered that he had read about it on the news broadcast. After carefully recalling the details, Third Saint was suddenly a little stunned to realize that this school seemed to have become quite famous recently. The annihilation of Shadow Stream's Red Ribbon assassins and the capture of a female Gold Ribbon assassin seemed to have something to do with this school …
And now, the youngster standing in front of him was wearing this school's uniform … Third Saint suddenly felt afraid.
After all, there was no direct evidence that Great Saint and Second Saint's deaths from the backlash had anything to do with this youngster, right?
Perhaps there was some big shot in the cultivation world hidden in this villa that even the Heaven and Earth Spirit Perception Array couldn't detect …
Was he afraid?
That didn't exist …
He had been through hundreds of battles all these years, and had seen all kinds of storms!
Back then, in order to comprehend the Dao of the Soul Formation stage, he had copied Old Demon Wang's methods and opened a woodcarving shop to carve airplane cups. Back then, this kid hadn't even been born yet!
This was just a youngster …
A youngster in an ordinary high school uniform …
It was nothing, there was nothing to be afraid of …
Third Saint comforted himself continuously in his heart.
Standing at the door, Wang Ling was a little speechless as he listened to this old Taoist in white's intense mental activity. Just as he was wondering why this old Taoist still hadn't made a move, he saw spirit light flash in the other party's hand as he threw out a wine gourd, which he gulped down several mouthfuls of.
Wang Ling's heart trembled. Could this be the legendary "wine strengthens a coward's courage"?
What kind of fear was there in front of Wang Ling?
Third Saint felt that it was hard to accurately describe it in words. There was no spiritual pressure, no other means, and he couldn't even sense the other party's spiritual senses probing him. Just face-to-face, the Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivator had already lost the aggressive killing intent that he had when he arrived. He felt an extreme sense of crisis and had to boost his courage with alcohol.
Wang Ling glanced at the wine gourd in the old Taoist in white's hand. This gourd contained an eighty-two year old emboldening wine, which was very popular in the cultivation world nowadays. It was originally used by the cultivators of the older generation to fight against the Demon Race that escaped from the Gate Between Worlds, and it tasted very good. Although the Gate Between Worlds hadn't appeared for a long time, the tradition of drinking alcohol to boost one's courage before a battle had been imperceptibly passed down.
Originally, this was supposed to be drunk when fighting a strong enemy … But the white-clothed old Daoist would never have thought that such an ordinary-looking, dead-fish-eyed, paralyzed youth would actually bring him such a sense of terror.
A gourd of wine entered his stomach, and a drunken blush appeared on the old Taoist's face. "I'm going!"
A sword stabbed at Wang Ling head-on, and before the blade arrived, silver sword qi whistled through the air. Such overbearing sword qi was powerful enough to kill anyone below the Soul Formation stage, and there was no need for the tip of the sword to touch the body; the sword qi alone was enough to kill him.
The old Taoist in white had good eyesight; if this youngster really was just a Foundation Establishment high school student, his sword would definitely cut the other party into pieces in an instant.
Although the Ten Sages all cultivated the Ghost Dao, each of them had their own magic tools. Some practiced with hammers, some practiced with axes, and some practiced with soap … As for the old Taoist in white, the Three Sages practiced with swords!
Wang Ling instantly recognized that this was the "Three Lives Sword Art," which had been created by one of the Ten Founding Generals, Blademaster General Yi! This sword art was divided into three techniques: copper, silver, and gold. Copper focused on defense, gold focused on offense, and silver focused on both offense and defense.
It was very obvious that Third Saint didn't cultivate a gold sword or a copper sword … but a silver sword!
Wang Ling didn't move, and just stood where he was, blinking hard.
The old Taoist in white was startled by this youngster's action. Was he making eyes at him? Could it be that this guy was f * * king gay?!
But very quickly … he abruptly realized that he was wrong.
Because before the silver sword qi he had thrust out could get close to the youngster, it actually froze in midair. Whether it was the sword qi or the blade, they were both blocked by an extremely powerful force, and couldn't advance any further.
At that moment, Third Saint suddenly recalled the youngster's blinking …
It turned out that it wasn't a useless move!
Instead, this youngster was using the strong wind created by his eyelashes … to neutralize his sword art!
Just by blinking his eyes, the strong wind created by his eyelashes had the power to resist the power of Third Saint's Sword Art …
F * * k! There was this kind of operation?!
Third Saint instantly felt as if his entire world had been struck by lightning … two thousand years of cultivation had been completely f * cking wasted in a dog's stomach!
To make matters worse, Third Saint was stunned to realize that he actually couldn't use his sword art to resist the strong wind created by this youngster's eyelashes. That invisible wave was pushing the silver blade back at him, and by the time he reacted and was about to withdraw his sword art, it was already too late! Under the powerful invisible wave created by the eyelashes, this silver blade actually changed direction and came back at him with an unstoppable force!
This counterattack was actually even fiercer than the sword qi he had thrust out!
Third Saint had no time to react at all. His face turned pale with fright, and his entire person was terrified to the extreme … who the hell was this youngster?!
Fortunately, Third Saint's reaction was godly. Using all his strength to control his sword, he broke his right hand first, and at the cost of his arm, he forcibly changed the direction of this unstoppable force. The vast wave rushed into the sky, directly scattering the clouds in the firmament. The originally cloudy sky was actually cleared by this impact, and there were no clouds for thousands of miles!
Wang Ling was still standing there as he straightened his school uniform, which had been slightly creased by the wind created by the sword qi. The old Taoist in white thought that Wang Ling was going to attack again, and was so frightened that he retreated several dozen meters …
A few seconds later, the old Taoist in white spat out a mouthful of blood, which soaked his clothes.
Although he had changed the direction of the attack, the residual power had still caused him internal injuries from the backlash! Fortunately, he had reacted in time, and the lethality of the backlash this time was only at level two, which wasn't too serious.
At that moment, the old Taoist in white still had lingering fear in his heart. Just the wave created by the lifting of his eyelashes had actually caused such an earth-shattering result! If he hadn't reacted so quickly, he would have already met his eldest senior brother and second senior brother!
"Killing the enemy in the blink of an eye …" At that moment, the old Taoist in white was pale with fright.
This youngster's realm was far above that of the Ten Saints.
Even if another hundred Soul Formation cultivators came, they still might not be his match!
Recalling the violent wave created by the blink of an eye just now, the old Taoist in white felt that this move seemed a little familiar.
Legend had it that the number one killer on the international ranking list, Teacher Killer, who was called Killer Taoist … had this unparalleled divine ability to kill the enemy in the blink of an eye!
Could it be … this was that Senior Killer Taoist? But why was this senior wearing a school uniform? Could it be that he also had a cosplay hobby?
F * * k! This great senior was his idol!
Clutching his broken arm, the Taoist in white, who was drenched in blood, looked at Wang Ling and asked a little shyly, "Senior Killer Taoist … is that you? Can I … have your autograph? "
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