"If you act stupidly, this guy is probably very angry. It's better this way, it will be easier to deal with."

Below, Qin Cheng was seen venting his sword light as if he didn't care about his aura, but a large amount of the sword light passed over the four people and only cut through the void.

Liyang sneered and dismissed it.

And even though there are many sword lights, they always end.

When the rain of sword light dissipated, the four evil cultivators sneered and rushed towards Qin Cheng again.

But this time, Qin Cheng did not slash out countless sword lights again, but raised the bronze sword high.

"Three styles of swordsmanship, slaying the sky!"

Under the previous bombardment of countless sword lights, special auras were continuously attracted from the torn void cracks by the vortex generated by the bronze sword.

A bright sword light immediately rose into the sky.

Blessed by the breath of countless cracks, this huge sword light shattered the white clouds, penetrated the void, and seemed to reach the top of the sky.

The dazzling brilliance is like the scorching sun, making people within a hundred miles radius afraid to look directly.

"What kind of sword move is this?"

"We can't force the connection. Let's retreat quickly."

The spells cast by these four people and the bone whip they drew were all distorted and directly shattered and dissipated when they encountered the scope of the sword light.

The expressions of the four people changed drastically. Sensing the terrifying power of the Sky-Zhantering Sword, they began to give up their attack and retreat desperately.

"die!"

However, just as they were trying to escape, the bronze sword in Qin Cheng's hand had been severely chopped off.

The sky-cutting sword light, like the scythe of the god of death, followed.

boom!

The sword light, which was like a mountain holding up the sky, fell overwhelmingly. The four people were hit by the sword light before they could even run away.

Amidst the screams, the four people turned into flesh one after another, and even their souls were directly crushed by the aftermath of the sword light.

In the sky above the Wind Horn Valley, a huge crack in the void suddenly appeared, as if the eyes of heaven were opening, it was eerie and terrifying.

The violent storm kept swirling in the valley, crushing everything.

With one sword strike, four people were destroyed!

Everyone was shocked.

"What a powerful sword art, I am worthy of being that person's child."

Outside the valley, Long Huairen's fingers trembled slightly, feeling a little frightened.

The power of this sword, even if it is used by a monk in the Tribulation Realm, is top-notch.

And Qincheng is only in the early stage of crossing the tribulation realm.

Behind Long Huairen's body, a transparent shadow looked at everything in front of him.

"This is Qin Fengyun's three-style sword technique. He has also mastered the fire. Qin Cheng is decisive. He knows that we know his true identity, so he doesn't hide it at all."

"Then, poster, have we misjudged this person's strength?" Long Huairen asked.

"No, the strength shown by this boy is within our expectations. If that's all, he can't win the bet."

The blurry figure shook his head, extremely determined.

"Write it down quickly, this guy is good at using swords."

"What a terrifying sword light. Be sure to note that if there are too many cracks in the void around you, don't collide with him head-on."

"Fellow Taoist, are you kidding? When a monk in the Tribulation Realm fights against each other, there is no one who can't tear through the void."

On the periphery, many monks also had numb scalps and quickly sent out messages one after another.

In an instant, it was like thunder, flying out in all directions.

"Lao Wu, Lao Jiu and the others."

In the Wind Horn Valley, the remaining evil cultivators looked horrified when they saw that these four people's bodies were gone.


Chapter completed!