Runes flowed on the sword body, and a faint sound of dragon roar came out, which was obviously a peerless magic weapon.
On the other hand, Chen Ping did not use his famous Dragon-Slaying Sword as Fu Sheng expected.
Instead, he closed his eyes, and the breath around him began to slowly condense. In his palm, a faint white light gradually emerged.
The light contains endless sharpness, which is the sword intent he condensed.
Seeing this, Fu Sheng's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He only felt that Chen Ping's move was a great humiliation to him.
"Chen Ping, what do you mean? Will you sacrificing your Dragon-Slaying Sword be defiled?"
"Does it look down on my life when I fight with this illusory sword intent?"
Fu Sheng asked in anger, his voice echoing between heaven and earth, with a hint of reluctance and anger.
He had seen Chen Ping use the Dragon Sword, and he knew that the Dragon Sword was also a peerless magic weapon, but Chen Ping didn't even use it when he fought against him!
Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "You guessed it, I just looked down on you."
"If you fight with you, it will be enough to use this sword intent. If you use the Dragon Slaying Sword, you will be useless and you will be defeated."
Chen Ping's tone was plain, but it was like a huge rock throwing into the calm lake, causing a thousand waves in everyone's hearts.
"What a arrogant boy!"
Fu Sheng was completely angry at Chen Ping's words. With a wave of the sword in his hand, a sharp sword energy instantly slashed towards Chen Ping.
Wherever the sword energy passed, a black crack was torn into the space, like a hideous giant python, heading straight to Chen Ping.
Chen Ping looked calm, raised his right hand calmly, and gently waved the palm containing the sword intent.
The sword intent in his palm instantly turned into a white sword energy that was slashed towards the Floating Life.
The two met in the air and did not make the loud noise as they imagined, but fell into a brief stalemate.
The white pie and the black sword energy entangled and collided with each other, and there were continuous ripples of shattered energy spreading around.
Wherever they went, the rocks on the ground turned into powder, and the surrounding trees were cut off in half, and branches and leaves were flying all over the sky.
"Hmph, it depends on how long your sword will last!"
Fu Sheng snorted coldly, increasing the output of spiritual power, and the black sword energy instantly became thicker and sharp, gradually suppressing Chen Ping's white horse training.
Chen Ping was unmoved at all, his mouth slightly raised, showing a confident smile.
He shouted softly: "Broken!"
In an instant, the white horse shone brightly, and a powerful force burst out from it, shattering the black sword energy of Fusheng to pieces.
Not only that, the aftermath continued to sweep towards life.
Fu Sheng's face changed drastically, and he quickly waved the sword in his hand to form a sword energy defensive shield in front of him.
However, the remaining power of Chen Ping's sword intent is too powerful.
"Bang"
With a loud bang, the sword energy defense shield was instantly broken, and Fu Sheng's whole person flew backwards dozens of feet before he could barely stabilize his body.
A trace of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"How is it possible... why is your sword intent so powerful?"
Fu Sheng murmured to himself, and in the eyes of looking at Chen Ping, there was a hint of fear.
Not far away, when Young Master Ming saw this scene, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a solemn face.
"This Chen Ping is indeed not simple. It seems that he has grown a lot in just one month." Young Master Ming whispered.
The old man with red hair was also nervous. He looked at Master Ming and asked carefully: "Mr. Ming, Fu Sheng has already failed. Is it time for me to take action?"
Chapter completed!