To have such a strong combat strength at the age of nineteen, he would be considered a top genius even in the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
Furthermore, they had no idea how strong the other party was. They only felt that he was unfathomable.
Fu Liang frowned. After a while, he said, "If I'm not wrong, he has reached the peak of Martial Master Realm."
"What? Peak of Martial Master Realm? "
At the scene, the sound of people sucking in cold air once again rang out.
To reach the peak of Martial Master Realm at the age of nineteen, he was stronger than they had imagined. Such a cultivation was considered top in the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
For example, Zhang Muyun and Duanmu Yunyang were around 18 years old when the Grand Competition of the Four Academies took place. This was because they had deliberately stayed behind to accumulate experience.
Disregarding everything else, just Ba He's cultivation speed was already not much weaker than Zhang Muyun and the others.
However, Zhang Muyun and the rest were the top geniuses of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
"Damn it, the top geniuses of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect did not come today. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the chance to be so arrogant."
"Yeah, the other party caught us off guard."
Although some people looked at Lu Ming, they shook their heads.
Lu Ming was still a Martial Master not long ago. Even if he had reached the Martial Master Realm, he would not be a match for the other party.
Lu Ming's eyes flashed. Just as he was about to make a move, Ba He spoke.
"What? No one is going to make a move? The Mystic Essence Sword Sect is only so-so. How about this, I'll raise the age by two years. Anyone below twenty-two can come and fight with me. "
Ba He laughed with disdain.
"Alright, twenty-two years old. You said it yourself."
The young man who was over twenty years old shouted. He jumped down and rushed towards the other party.
"Haha, Senior Brother Lu Tian has made his move. The other party is dead for sure."
"He's too confident. He actually raised his own age by two years. Senior Brother Lu Tian is exactly twenty-two years old, and his cultivation has already reached the third layer of the Martial Grandmaster Realm. It's enough to suppress him. Furthermore, Senior Brother Lu Tian was someone who was on the Bronze Ranking back then."
"The other party is courting death. After killing two of our people, he's too arrogant."
The disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect smiled.
However, Lu Ming frowned. He didn't know why, but he felt that it wasn't that simple.
Soon, Lu Tian arrived in front of Bach.
"A mere barbarian has killed two disciples of my Mystic Essence Sword Sect. You deserve to die a thousand times over. Now, let me send you on your way."
Lu Tian's eyes were incomparably cold.
Ba He smiled faintly and said disdainfully, "The other two said the same thing, but they couldn't even block a single strike from me."
"Don't compare me to them!"
Lu Tian shouted coldly as his aura burst forth. The aura of a third-grade Martial Master formed a strong pressure that crushed towards the other party.
However, Bach only smiled faintly with a hint of mockery on his lips. He was as calm as the wind, as if he was not under any pressure at all.
"Backwind Three Slashes!"
Lu Tian suddenly shouted and unsheathed his saber. A terrifying saber light soared into the sky, forming a saber that was dozens of meters long and slashed towards Bach.
"Good, the fourth stage of a Low Grade Profound Martial Skill!"
Fu Liang applauded and thought to himself, "As expected of a genius of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. He can cultivate a Low Grade Profound Martial Skill to the fourth stage when he's only a third-grade Martial Master."
Ordinary martial artists might not be able to cultivate a Low Grade Profound Martial Skill at the third-grade Martial Master realm!
Even he, who had cultivated a Low Grade Profound Martial Skill for dozens of years, was only at the fourth stage.
"Interesting!"
Bach smiled and unsheathed his saber again.
Swoosh!
The saber light broke through the air and slashed rapidly towards Lu Tian's head.
"This move is useless against me!"
Lu Tian roared and his True Qi burst forth. Two sabers formed in front of him and slashed forward.
Bam Bam!
The sabers formed by True Qi were shattered, but Lu Tian had bought some time. The saber in his hand broke through the air and slashed towards the other party's head.
Bach took a step back and retreated dozens of meters.
"Good! Senior Brother Lu Tian is mighty! "
The Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples shouted.
Finally, a disciple of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect had the upper hand, so they were naturally excited.
"Haha, looks like you have some ability, unlike those trash just now. Then, I'll be serious too."
Bach suddenly laughed.
"Be serious. Arrogant. You're clearly at a disadvantage, but you still want to save face."
"Hmph, I was too full of myself."
"Senior Brother Lu Tian, kill him. Show these Eastern Barbarians the power of our Mystic Essence Sword Sect."
"Kill him!"
The Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples shouted.
However, Lu Tian could not laugh. The moment Bach said that he was serious, he felt a powerful and eerie aura shrouding him. Being shrouded by this aura, Lu Tian felt his body turn cold. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
"To be able to force me to use my true strength, you can die with no regrets."
Bach licked his lips and a bloody light flashed in his eyes. Then, a thick black True Qi emerged from his body.
"Purgatory Saber Technique!"
Bach shouted and slashed out. At this moment, the wind and clouds gathered. The black True Qi on his body gathered together with the saber light and vaguely formed an evil spirit.
It was as if an evil spirit had slashed out with his saber.
Lu Tian was shocked. He roared and activated his bloodline, displaying his strongest combat strength.
"Meteor Destruction!"
Swish! Swish!
The two saber lights met in the air. With a loud sound, the saber light shot out.
Bam!
Then, a figure retreated quickly. It was Lu Tian.
His face was pale and he coughed up blood.
His eyes were filled with horror. After retreating, he turned around and ran. He did not dare to fight.
"It's too late to run."
A cold voice sounded. A black saber light crossed the void and slashed at Lu Tian.
"Save me!"
Lu Tian shouted, but it was no use.
Puchi!
His head fell to the ground and blood splattered.
Lu Tian, a third-stage Martial Master who was once on the Bronze List, was killed by someone whose cultivation was lower than his. Moreover, it was from a small tribe like the Eastern Barbarians.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? "
The Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples could not accept this fact.
How could the Eastern Barbarians have such a powerful genius?
This was not a simple battle. One had to know that Lu Tian was also a genius. He was not an ordinary third-stage Martial Master.
However, he was killed by someone whose cultivation was higher.
"The opponent's cultivation technique is very special. It doesn't seem like the cultivation technique of the Eastern Barbarians."
Fu Liang suddenly said.
"You're saying that the opponent is not from the Eastern Barbarians?"
A Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciple asked.
"I don't know. Maybe the Eastern Barbarians had a fortuitous encounter."
Fu Liang said.
"Haha, what genius? You're all trash. Is there anyone else who wants to fight with me?"
Bach's body was filled with black True Qi. His gaze was like lightning and his aura was like a rainbow.
No one said anything.
"At first, I thought that the Mystic Essence Sword Sect had some powerful geniuses. That's why they set an age limit. Now it seems that there's no need. The small Emperor Lie Sun … No, the Mystic Essence Sword Sect doesn't have any decent geniuses. "
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