He glanced around and saw the fierce battlefield at a glance. Several strong men with advanced cultivation levels actually ignored their own faces and tried their best to besiege the very small figure in the middle.
Judging from the aura emerging in the air, the person being besieged was only at the level of the Holy King.
In addition, there were many spectators all around the battlefield, and even as the news spread, the number of monks who came here to watch the battle continued to increase every moment, but no one wanted to help.
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After all, the Sea of Ten Thousand Realms is really too chaotic at this time, and countless hidden antiques have emerged. Everyone needs to be careful with their words and actions, otherwise they will offend others if they are not careful.
Over such a long period of time, there have been many instances of people dying due to minor frictions, and there have even been several horrific accidents involving the ethnic group behind them.
It is precisely because of this that every monk does not even dare to be too greedy when faced with such a thing, and can only just watch from the sidelines.
But looking at the scene on the battlefield, many people were still exclaiming: "The rumors are indeed true. This wanderer's cultivation level is only at the level of the Holy King, but he is able to stand up to the Supreme. He can really be called a genius."
ah."
"Hmph, so what if you are a genius? In this vast world, there are countless geniuses, and such arrogant people are just a drop in the ocean.
And at this time, his opponent is the Purple Light Supreme, plus there are other strong men, you don’t think he still has hope of escaping, do you?”
"..."
After hearing these words, Sun Bing couldn't help but look towards the battlefield. While watching the battle, he nodded slowly:
"I didn't expect that this person is also a master of swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is particularly exquisite. Every move is like an antelope hanging its horns, making it invisible. He also has rich combat experience. He can definitely be regarded as a master of swordsmanship.
"
Even at the end, Sun Bing felt a sense of joy in his heart.
Sun Bing has traveled for so many years and met countless strong men, but just through scenes like this, he can conclude that this boy is the strongest swordsman he has ever seen.
For a moment, Sun Bing's sword intent even exploded in his heart, and he vaguely wanted to feel like he was competing with him.
But soon, Sun Bing couldn't help but sigh: "Although you are said to be unparalleled in swordsmanship, the situation at this time is still not good. If there are no other trump cards, once the true energy is consumed, the only way out is to perish."
Having said this, Sun Bing felt even more regretful in his heart. After all, it would be quite difficult to meet such a master of swordsmanship again.
Although he felt extremely regretful, Sun Bing had no plans to take action, because this time Sun Bing came out of seclusion and had already made up his mind. He must hide his identity in a short period of time, so how could he cause trouble for no reason?
After such a long time, the real energy of the sword cultivator in the middle was obviously lacking. At this time, the strength of his attacks had dropped a lot, and he could only switch from offense to defense.
This made the Purple Light Supreme and others around them become even more arrogant: "Haha, a mere holy king dares to snatch food from a tiger's mouth. He is simply seeking death. Today, I will give you a ride."
As soon as the words fell, mysterious fluctuations appeared all over the body, and the purple light filled the air. It looked beautiful, but it contained a murderous intention, and it tried its best to attack the swordsman.
Seeing this scene, the surroundings couldn't help but boil with excitement. Many monks directly exclaimed: "This is the secret skill of the Supreme Purple Light, the Zixia Magic Technique, which is made by gathering a wisp of Zixia every day. It has infinite power and can be called
With the emergence of such magical power, the wanderer will definitely die."
For a moment, everyone's eyes couldn't help but stare at the fierce battlefield. It was obvious that they were looking forward to this move.
But in this regard, the sword cultivator's expression remained unchanged. He held the Star Sword, and a faint fluorescent light flashed. When he waved it, it seemed that the sky could be filled with starlight. It was extremely hazy, but it contained infinite mystery.
As the long sword danced, the heaven and earth changed accordingly, and the surrounding area suddenly became a vast night sky. Every ray of starlight was a sword ray, constantly attacking towards the Purple Light Supreme.
The two moves collided with each other in a shocking way, and the deafening figures spread in all directions, even the space was distorted.
At this moment, the figure of the swordsman was still standing quietly on the spot, his clothes rustling in the strong wind hanging around him, holding a star shoulder, and he looked extraordinarily tall.
A cold voice sounded directly: "This alone is called the Zixia Magic Power? If I were at the same level as you, I could kill you with one sword!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around, and the hearts of countless monks were filled with wonder. They thought that the swordsman should have completely fallen at this time, but they did not expect that he could persist for such a long time.
I couldn't help but look forward to the next battle even more.
Only Sun Bing frowned slightly at this time. The sword from before was still echoing in his mind. It seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember it at all.
Finally, he gave up completely and looked towards the battlefield again.
After hearing these words, the endless anger in the heart of the Purple Light Supreme completely exploded: "Very good, you have completely angered me. If I don't tell you that you were cut into pieces today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart."
Immediately, the aura of the Purple Light Supreme completely exploded. The Supreme's coercion enveloped all directions, and the air was filled with a trace of oppression. There were several other strong men around, and they couldn't help but try their best to take action. They wanted to kill him with one blow.
The swordsman killed him completely.
The sky was covered with incomparably mysterious inscriptions. A shocking blow fell directly towards it, causing the space to completely collapse. The aftermath of these moves made the spectators around them retreat.
Facing the huge threat, the swordsman also fought for his life. The sharp edge swept across the sky in all directions, and he swung his sword in front of him, and two sword lights suddenly appeared.
The mighty sword energy seems to have lasted for a hundred thousand years, intersecting with each other, and the sharp edges are getting sharper and more powerful. It seems to be sweeping the world.
The moment he saw this move, Sun Bing was stunned. There were only two flashes of sword light in his mind, which finally turned into a spiritual light, and he was completely enlightened.
At this moment, Sun Bing finally knew where that vague sense of familiarity came from, because this move was clearly the one he was proficient in controlling the world.