C845 The Battle in Bingcheng(1)

"It's still too early for you five Sword King to take my life. Let the three great sword sects hiding in the dark come out. This way, perhaps you will be able to resist a little, lest you step onto the Yellow Spring Road earlier. "

Jian Ao said in a flat tone.

The five men from the Green Cloud Sect who had heard Jian Ao's words exchanged a glance. That's right, this was indeed a trip. There were three great sword sects. . . However, they were all hiding in the dark. How did this White Clouthed Young Man discover them? Even if he was alert, he wouldn't be able to figure out the exact number with a single sentence.

He was truly confused.

"What's wrong? You three great sword sects don't dare to come out. Are you afraid of losing to me later? It's very disgraceful! Don't worry. On account of your sensibility, I will give you a dignified way to die, and I won't embarrass you. "

Jian Ao continued.

"Arrogant!"

Hearing Jian Ao's words, These words, no matter how great the bearing of the Three Great Sword Sects hidden in the dark, couldn't bear it.

A cold snort exploded in the air. Suddenly, it turned into a storm that spiraled above Jian Ao's head.

"Boom!"

The storm suddenly fell. The power of true essence appeared and disappeared from time to time.

This storm was condensed from countless amounts of true essence power. Its power was formidable, enough to destroy a mountain peak.

It spiraled downwards like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain. The space above Jian Ao's head formed a vacuum zone. There wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy left, it was all pushed out by the storm.

"Bang!"

The storm landed on Jian Ao's body, and in an instant, it swept up into the sky. A sizzling sound could be heard without an end. Obviously, it was the power of the True Yuan that was cutting Jian Ao's body.

The sound was no less than a hundred times. In other words, in just a second, Jian Ao was cut by the power of the True Yuan over a hundred times.

Hearing this, the onlookers felt their scalps go numb and their heads shrink. If it were them, they would have been cut into pieces. They did not know if White Clouthed Young Man could survive.

"Survive? How is that possible!? That was the sword faction taking action! Of course, that White Clouthed Young Man was a young Sword King. However, Sword King and Sword Sect were two completely different concepts. The difference in strength was like heaven and earth. How could he possibly survive? Absolutely impossible!"

" I think so too. The Sword Sect's strength was extraordinary, far beyond what Sword King could compare with. That White Clouthed Young Man died just like that. What a pity! A good Peerless Genius that could break through to the Sword King at such a young age, his future achievements would be even more extraordinary. What a pity! He died just like that!"

" Hmph! Who asked him to be so arrogant? He challenged the Sword Sect, the Green Cloud Sect, and the Great Snow Region! "

“. . . ”

The onlookers expressed different emotions. Some felt sorry for Jian Ao, while others felt that Jian Ao's death was not worth it.

Three thousand people looked at one thing. There were three thousand different opinions. That was not surprising.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

The storm was still cutting through Jian Ao's body. It had lasted for dozens of seconds. Not to mention a human Sword King, even a tier 7 Demon Beast would have turned into minced meat by now.

"This is the outcome of arrogance!"

The sword master who attacked snorted coldly. He said indifferently: "The consequences of provoking the sword master. There is only one. . . That is death! "

Just as the sword sect was about to disperse the true essence storm, a voice suddenly rang out from within the storm.

"Is this how the sword sect's strength is?"

This voice seemed to be very light and arrogant, as if it looked down upon the sword sect's attack.

When he heard this voice, Everyone that witnessed this scene was shocked to the point their jaws dropped.

"What's going on? Did I hear something? That White Clouthed Young Man is still alive. "

" Yeah, I heard it too. Could it be that both of us are hallucinating? Looks like we'll have to dig our ears out properly when we get back. "

"But why did I hear the sound too? Could it be that I'm also hallucinating?!"

“. . . ”

One person and two people might be in an illusion, but three people and dozens of people. . . That wasn't an illusion, it was real.

Sensing this, the shock in everyone's eyes became even greater.

"You still dare to pretend? Pretending to be brave!"

When the sword master heard this, his face turned red, and then the true essence storm he controlled became even stronger, and the cutting power became even stronger, from a hundred to a thousand.

However, that sound still existed.

"It seems like the sword sect isn't as powerful as I imagined!"

In the middle of the storm, an indifferent voice sounded once again.

"I won't play with you anymore, it's a waste of time!"

"Break for me!"

"Boom!"

A dragon's roar came from the center of the storm, and a ray of purple light shot up into the sky.

"Sla!"

Like paper being torn apart, the true essence storm was nothing more than paper. Although it seemed powerful, the truth was that it was nothing more than a paper tiger that had been torn apart by this purple column!

"Weng!"

The purple light on Jian Ao's body was thick, as if he was bathing in the sunlight. His entire being seemed unfathomable and mysterious.

"It's your turn now. It's my turn now!"

Jian Ao looked around the scene, his eyes were filled with killing intent. With a 'thud' sound, he took a step forward and arrived in front of a Sword King in an instant, as if he was traveling through space.

The Sword King was shocked.

He had never thought that Jian Ao would have the strength to break through the attack of the Sword Sect, and even arrive in front of him at such a fast speed.

However, although he was shocked, he was afraid that Jian Ao wasn't qualified to kill him.

"You, if you want to kill me, you can cultivate for another ten years. "

That person attacked instead of defending. The more profound a person's cultivation was, the more they understood that attacking was the best defense. Every defense had a time when it would explode, and only offense would not be able to do so.

"Fierce Wind Palm!"

As he struck out with his palm, his palm turned scarlet red. When he extended his palm, it was as if he was dragging a wave of fire. This wave of fire, under the push of the wind, burned more and more intensely. The fire borrowed the force of the wind and burned more and more fiercely.

"Fierce Wind Palm? Get lost your ass!"

When Jian Ao saw this palm, he let out a cold snort. He didn't care about it at all. Without even looking at it, he threw out a punch.

One force could suppress ten!

Even if it was a profound martial skill, how could it withstand such a huge amount of power?

"Boom!"

The force swept out in a circle. "Bang! Bang!" It overturned the roofs of the surrounding buildings. The Sword King who had gathered around had no choice but to retreat in the face of the aftershock.

"Bang!"

The Sword King was sent flying dozens of meters away by the punch.

"Da!"

Jian Ao caught up with him with a step.

"Not good!"

The other four Sword King reacted as well. They quickly flew over to help.

From the moment Jian Ao broke through the True Yuan storm to the time when he sent a Sword King flying, it had only taken him a few blinks of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, a Sword King was defeated.

What a terrifying strength!

Everyone was shocked!

They seemed to have underestimated this White Clouthed Young Man who came from the Wind Domain.

His strength could only be described as terrifying.

"Humph! No one can save the person I want to kill. "

Jian Ao used the Wind Step in his Wind Shadow Step. In an instant, he arrived in front of the Sword King who was sent flying, and threw a punch at him.