After Zhao Ping's blow, the man in mid-air stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed it, and a cluster of majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth slowly fell from the clouds, and then quickly formed in his hand, condensing into an illusory long sword.
.
This sword is still the same as the Qingshan Sword.
"Whoa!" Zhao Ping's figure fell out of thin air without any warning, and landed directly in the crowd of thundering bandits. He opened his mouth and softly uttered one word.
"kill!"
Carrying a Qingshan Sword that was transformed out of thin air, Zhao Ping rushed into the crowd as if he were a businessman. He was holding the Qingshan Sword in one hand and the Qingshan Sword in the other. His figure was extremely ghostly in the crowd.
gallop, momentum
He was unstoppable. Almost every time he used his sword, the person disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already next to another person. As he used his sword again and again, the Qingshan Sword pierced through them like tofu.
the other person’s body.
And every time Zhao Ping takes action, the Nascent Soul in his body will be instantly strangled by the sword energy as long as he is above the Xu Ying realm.
In other words, those who were beheaded by the Jing Lei Bandit had no possibility of cultivating themselves with the Nascent Soul afterwards. This was no longer just massacre, but also called annihilation.
The two Qingshan bandits were extremely frightened when they saw this. Their thunderous defensive formation seemed to have just been launched, but was ended by the opponent in a devastating way. They could not form any defensive force at all, just like Zhao Ping described it as a fake.
In an instant, the air above the island in the center of the lake was filled with gloomy air and a solemn air of death.
"Retreat, retreat quickly, surround him in the middle..." A Qitian-level bandit quickly spoke out, causing the crowd to retreat away from Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping's expression was dull, his eyes fixed, and he continued to walk among the crowd leisurely, killing people one by one with one sword after another.
At the same time, a figure suddenly rushed out of the ground in the center of the island in the middle of the lake. After rising into the air, he lowered his head and frowned at the killing below.
This is a great commander who has retired from the thundering bandit. He is retreating into the later stage of the Great Dao in a cave underground.
The thick murderous aura above the island in the middle of the lake, and the sudden rain of swords that just fell, startled the man in retreat.
The other party looked at Zhao Ping who was killing people while strolling around the court, narrowed his eyes and said, "Is there someone from the Qingshan Sect?"
"I am Zhao Ping"
"Are you here to destroy my thundering bandit?"
Zhao Ping looked at the other party intently and said: "It's a pity that you don't have all the people here. There are too few. I won't kill enough. It can't be said to be a total annihilation. I'm just telling you a truth. It's okay to scratch the Qingshan Sect's itch.
Yes, but if you open your mouth and bite someone, you may not be able to bear the price."
"You may not know who I am. My name is Xu Changfeng. I used to be the commander-in-chief of Jing Lei..."
Zhao Ping thought for a while and said regretfully: "I'm sorry, I really don't know who you are. Maybe I'm too lazy to understand many people and many things."
Xu Changfeng smiled and said: "When I commanded the Thundering Bandits, there was no such figure as you in the Qingshan Sect. It may be that you had not grown up at that time. I have met members of the Qingshan Sect twice.
During the caravan trip, I met the peak masters of Qingshan Peak and Xitang Peak respectively on both occasions, and even fought with them. In the end, the Qingshan caravan abandoned its goods and ran away."
Zhao Ping said: "The reason you said this to me is to tell me that the two peak masters of Qingshan Sect at that time were not as good as you."
"Yes!"
"So then they were not the sect masters of Qingshan. I also know the two people you mentioned..." Zhao Ping paused and said helplessly: "I am so lazy, and you still let me say so many words.
, can’t you just do it?”
Xu Changfeng was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "Master Qingshan, are you so ungrateful?"
"Swish, swish"
At this moment, Zuo Qing, Guan Shan and Cao Daoran, who had finished killing the Spring Snow bandits, came from the air and arrived at the island in the middle of the lake.
Xu Changfeng saw these three people without any reaction.
Zhao Ping nodded towards them and said: "You clean up the clutter, I'll be here..."
Xu Changfeng said with a cold face: "You are indeed ignorant!"
The three peak masters of Qingshan separated in an instant, and then fell down one after another. The three of them each drew out their long swords, then stretched out their hands at the same time, and said: "Hey!"
The three swords flew into the crowd of thundering bandits.
Qingshan Sect is based on the sword and uses Qi to control the sword.
Zhao Ping didn't even look at the scene where the master of the three peaks was fighting against the Jing Lei Dao and others. His body suddenly floated up, and he reached out to hold the transformed Qingshan Sword, flying towards Xu Changfeng, and then said expressionlessly: "Qingshan Sword Dao,
What you may have seen before was fake. I have real swordsmanship here. Take a look..."
Xu Changfeng sneered, but before he could answer, his eyes suddenly froze.
When Zhao Ping flew over, the Qingshan Sword that appeared in his hand suddenly grew a little stronger, and then kept growing.
The look in Xu Changfeng's eyes was almost the same as that of Xiang Que when he saw the Qingshan Sword grow in strength for the first time.
This Qingshan Sword seemed to instantly expand into a vast expanse of heaven and earth, boundless as far as the eye could see. It gave people a feeling that there was no way to hide and no way to avoid it.
Xu Changfeng looked at the other party blankly. He knew that he might not be able to avoid the Qingshan Sword, which had become as big as heaven and earth.
"Pa" Zhao Ping lowered his sword and hit Xu Changfeng. The sword fell from the sky and pressed hard towards the opponent.
Xu Changfeng's eyes were full of horror and disbelief. He opened his mouth, but only four words came out: "This is impossible..."
In Xu Changfeng's view, this sword was indeed an impossible sword. Not only was he unable to dodge, he even had no ability to resist.
Only then did Xu Changfeng realize that the Qingshan Sect Leader had already seen through the avenue and was heading towards overcoming the tribulation.
This was Xu Changfeng's last thought, nothing more.
After the sword that seemed to be larger than the sky passed by, nothing existed where Xu Changfeng was.
The Qingshan Sword in Zhao Ping's hand is no longer there either.
The peak masters of the three peaks of Qingshan Mountain looked quietly at the master of the sect who was standing with his hands behind his back not far away. His heart was full of shock and turmoil.
Because in Qingshan Sect, maybe no one except Zhao Ping himself or the old monsters from the sect in the back mountain know what level Zhao Ping has reached.
Zhao Ping's body slowly rose into the air and he said calmly: "Do things quickly and then return to the sect. It's already been a day and a night. Don't you think it's troublesome?"
As soon as Xu Changfeng died, the rest of the Jing Lei Bandits no longer had the will to fight, and the masters of the three peaks quickly began to harvest the lives of the bandits one by one.
At this point, the leader of the Qingshan Sect and the three peak masters may have joined forces to fight against Qingshan for the first time in history, and it has come to an end.