C502 Jian Pingsheng Wins

In the collision just now, Jian Ping knew that ordinary techniques would not be able to do anything to Tongtian. At most, it would be a draw.

Since ordinary techniques were useless, then he would use some stronger and more dazzling techniques.

Boom!

Jian Ping's wrist shook, and he held his sword diagonally. A hundred thousand feet long sword light slashed towards the sky.

It was like the might of the heavens and the earth, and it carried a monstrous aura. It was like a bolt of lightning as it shot towards the sky at an extreme speed.

It was as if they had encountered a ferocious wolf along the way. They dodged one after another, and in just a split second, they had arrived in front of Tongtian.

Looking at this scene, Tongtian's eyes became solemn. He thought to himself, "This Jian Ping is a good swordsman. He isn't any weaker than me."

He shook the Tongtian Sword in his hand, and with a step, his body moved like a bolt of lightning, leaving behind many afterimages. Instead of retreating, he advanced towards the 30,000-meter sword light.

In everyone's astonished eyes, the moment Tongtian touched the 30,000-meter sword light, the sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a strong light. It seemed to connect the heaven and earth.

30m, 300m, 3km.

In the end, the Heavenspan Sword shockingly reached three thousand zhang.

Even though three thousand zhang was very large, in the eyes of others, it was even more so. However, compared to that 30km sword light, it was truly not worth mentioning at all, as if there was nothing at all.

However, even though there was a difference of ten times, that ten thousand feet Through Heaven Sword was just like that.

Tongtian's eyes focused as he slashed towards that hundred thousand zhang sword light.

Hiss!

A sound was heard, and from the center of the sword light, a lightning bolt shot out like a bolt of lightning towards Jian Ping.

Seeing Tongtian break his attack so easily, Jian Ping's status in his heart increased by several levels.

However, it was only a few levels.

"Perfect timing." Looking at Tongtian who was getting closer and closer to him, Jian Ping grinned.

Like Tongtian just now, he didn't retreat. Instead, he charged forward.

Bang! Bang!

There were a few more sounds of swords clashing.

"Tongtian First Style."

Tongtian knew that this wasn't going to work. The ten thousand feet long Sky Piercing Sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly and slashed at Jian Ping.

Nothing was produced. It was just an ordinary sword, the phantom of the Tongtian Sword.

However, in Jian Ping's eyes, this sword was extraordinary.

It was like the sword of heaven and earth, it had a strong heavenly might.

Jian Ping felt as if he was going against the heaven and earth. No matter if it was his body or his heart, it was extremely oppressive, causing him to be unable to resist at all.

"So what if it's the heavens? I, Jian Ping, will also destroy it with a single sword strike." Jian Ping roared.

Bang!

An extremely powerful Qi rippled out from Jian Ping's body, like the roar of an ocean.

The Heaven Punishing Sword in Jian Ping's hand also shone brightly. It was as big as the sky, and it had become three thousand meters in size.

"First style of the Sword Scripture."

Tongtian used the first style. Jian Ping didn't want to bully the weak with his strength, so he chose the first style of the Sword Scripture as well.

Boom!

The move was the same as Tongtian's. The Heaven Punishing Sword in his hand shot out a phantom image. It was the phantom image of the Heaven Punishing Sword.

"Mm?" Looking at the same technique, and it was exactly the same, Jian Ping and Tongtian frowned at the same time.

They had thousands of doubts in their hearts. They wanted to say it out loud, but they couldn't say it out loud.

Bang!

The two holy swords suddenly collided. A loud sound was heard from the intersection of the two swords.

Waves of airwaves rippled around his body, sweeping across the space. It was a mess, and the Chaotic Immortal Qi within dodged three of them.

This windstorm caused everyone's eyes to turn black. They were unable to see what was going on inside. They could only hear the sound of weapons clashing from within the windstorm.

After the storm passed, everyone's eyes returned to normal.

They looked up once again, but the victor had already been decided.

On the west side of the sky, the originally clean and neat white clothes had changed. On his left sleeve, a sword mark had cut his clothes and cut his skin. Drops of blood kept dripping down.

On the east side, Jian Ping, who was wearing a yellow robe, had his right sleeve broken. Although there was also a sword mark, it only left a mark, unlike Tongtian, where the blood kept dripping down.

This already showed who was stronger and who was weaker.

"You have won." Tongtian said with difficulty.

He had never imagined that he would be able to train in the Dao of the Sword for so long, and that he would be taught personally by his teacher... the Daofather. But this... was actually not even comparable to a cultivator who had trained for only a thousand years. Even if he were to add in his previous life, it would only be ten thousand years.

Although ten thousand years seemed to be a very, very long period of time, when compared to himself, who had existed since the primeval times, this was merely the beginning.

But this young man who had just stepped forward had actually won against his old turtle, who had lived for tens of millions of years.

There were geniuses in every generation!

"Thank you, Sage Tongtian, for letting me win." Jian Ping turned around and bowed to Tongtian.

"Thank you?" Tongtian laughed at himself when he heard Jian Ping's words.

In the fight just now, he indeed did not use all of his strength, but, aren't you the same?

Besides, even if he used his full strength, he might not be able to defeat you.

"Sage Tongtian, this is an exchange of sword arts." Jian Ping felt as if he had just said something nonsensical.

"A loss is a loss." Tongtian shook his head and extended his hand to Jian Ping. He invited him, "Come on, let's go down and have a seat."

"I was just thinking about this." Jian Ping laughed and said, "It just so happens that I haven't properly visited your Tongtian Palace yet!"

"That's easy to say. I'll let you see enough later." After saying that, Jian Ping and Tongtian's figures disappeared from the sky and landed in the Heavenspan Palace, drinking tea.

"Teacher, it's over just like that." In front of the Wen Palace, the disciples looked at the two disappearing people and only reacted after a long time. They hurriedly asked.

This was too fast! We haven't seen enough, no, we haven't even seen clearly!

"It's over." Saint Wenn nodded, but his eyes were still staring at that place. Clearly, he was not satisfied.

He was not like those disciples. Although he could not see very clearly, he could still vaguely see a little bit.

Although they did not use a trace of Great Dao power just now, and most of them were ordinary sword moves.

However, that clash of 'Heavenspan's First Style' and 'Sword Scripture's First Style' really left a fresh memory in his mind.

Those two moves could be said to have already transcended the scope of holy arts, reaching the three realms of heaven and earth. That was, the strength of the two of them were comparable to the Three Realms of Heaven and Earth.

Although he was unable to fully comprehend these two moves, he was still able to understand a little bit.

However, even a little bit was sufficient for him to comprehend for several hundred years, and the benefits were boundless. After all, it was a move belonging to the Three Realms of Heaven and Earth.

"Hu!"

Hongbo exhaled and muttered, "Jian Ping's Fellow Daoist's strength is indeed extraordinary. It is worthy of being an existence that wants to rebel against its master."