Chapter 72

Absolutely not something they could resist!

But now they had reached the square inch ground, with no time to dodge, they could only choose to block it head-on!

Boom!

A sword slash struck out, looking down on all, the brilliant lightning seemed capable of crushing everything.

Four long blades instantly shattered!

And their users were knocked flying, crashing heavily to the ground, rolling several times before barely stopping.

Blood flowed ceaselessly from their bodies; they were already severely wounded and near death!

What!

Such a turning point instantly silenced the entire crowd.

Almost everyone stood with mouths agape.

Their mouths slightly open.

These four demonic cultivators in the Aperture Opening Realm were mostly at the fourth or fifth stage, so when they rushed over to surround and kill, no one expected any accident.

That disciple of the Mingtaixuan Sect was surely doomed.

But what actually happened was exactly the opposite!

One sword strike!

Just one sword strike!

The four demonic martial artists were directly crushed!

Now lying on the ground, they were no different from the dead!

What terrifying strength was this!

"It is actually the Wind and Thunder Sword Art with perfect mastery!"

"I underestimated you."

Bei Qianke came to his senses, a solemn expression gradually appearing in his eyes.

He thought he was just an ordinary inner sect disciple, who would have expected him to be a monster!

Merely at the 5th stage of the Aperture Realm, he should have just entered the Xuannei Sect not long ago; in such a short time, he had cultivated the Wind and Thunder Sword Art to perfection.

This comprehension was truly somewhat terrifying.

"So strong."

Kong Linxue lightly covered her small mouth, her water-like beautiful eyes wide open.

As a disciple of the Mingtaixuan Sect, even if belonging to the Medicine King Peak, she could recognize this sword art.

It was the Wind and Thunder Sword Art of the Lingxiao Peak!

Although it was only an Initial-stage Mystic Rank martial technique, mastering it to perfection was still very difficult.

Many senior brothers and sisters could only achieve this upon reaching the peak of the Aperture Opening Realm, or the Sea Opening Realm.

But this disciple was only at the Fifth Stage Realm now.

"Is there such a person in the Lingxiao Peak inner sect?"

"How have I never seen or heard of him?"

Kong Linxue shook her head fiercely and did not continue thinking about it.

Instead, her gaze became bright.

With this junior brother present, there was a possibility of resolving today's crisis!

At the same time, she glanced toward the Blood Refining Array.

She immediately shouted loudly, "Junior brother, go quickly and stop the Blood Refining Array! Time is running out; in a little while, their vital blood will be completely extracted!"

Her injuries, along with those of her two junior sisters, were truly too severe.

They were almost unable to move.

Otherwise, they would certainly have risen to help.

"Noisy."

Bei Qianke glanced coldly at Kong Linxue, then stepped forward, blocking the Blood Refining Array not far behind him.

The meaning was very clear.

This path is blocked!

"An Initial-stage Mystic Rank technique with perfect mastery is strong, but you are not the only one who can use it!"

Bei Qianke's expression was indifferent.

His ten fingers grasped emptily, forceful winds like blades caused the ancient trees around to bend and collapse.

At the same time, the aura unique to the 9th stage of the Aperture Realm's peak surged forth.

It enveloped the entire field.

"To stop my Blood Refining Array, you alone cannot do it."

"I think you might have misunderstood one thing."

Meng Changqing held his sword and walked toward Bei Qianke.

"What thing?"

Bei Qianke narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It is not me trying to stop you, but you trying to stop me."

Meng Changqing's expression was calm.

But the words he spoke caused the entire crowd to tremble.

He had simply swapped the subject.

But the meaning had changed completely!

This was clearly an assertion that he was stronger than Bei Qianke!

Bei Qianke had to take the initiative to stop him!

How arrogant!

"Good, good, good!"

Bei Qianke laughed in extreme anger.

Since beginning his cultivation, when had He Ceng ever been so despised?

So what if he was a disciple of a great power?

He hadn't killed anyone before.

With equal attainment in martial techniques, and his cultivation realm so much higher, why should he lose?

"I hope your strength matches the power of your mouth!"

"Otherwise, your fate will only be worse than theirs!"

As the words fell!

Bei Qianke struck first!

As a demonic path martial artist, he had no sense of honor or shame; even if his cultivation base was far superior, he would still choose to seize the initiative!

"Netherworld Ghost Finger!"

Bei Qianke's speed was very fast, far surpassing the previous four.

He must have learned a movement martial technique, and his attainment was not low.

In almost the blink of an eye, he closed in on Meng Zhangqing.

Ten fingers pierced the air, the force wind biting and fierce, as if everything could be pierced through, impossible to resist.

The strength Bei Qianke displayed was truly formidable, at least the strongest Meng Zhangqing had encountered so far!

And this made Meng Zhangqing utterly excited.

Only such an opponent could verify his own strength!

He wouldn't be instantly killed by a single sword strike!

"The same pit your subordinates have already stepped into; you still want to step in. Don't you know that approaching me is very dangerous?!"

Meng Zhangqing locked eyes directly with Bei Qianke.

The instant the corner of his mouth rose.

Boom!

Terrifying momentum surged wildly from within Meng Zhangqing's body!

Like an unparalleled divine sword being drawn from its sheath!