Of course they would not think that Tang Batian was performing acrobatics. The majestic master of the martial arts sect could be called the best in the world. Any of his moves had great power.
Now that he has used this strange move, it can be seen that the power of this move is absolutely extraordinary.
Tang Batian looked at the sword light striking in the sky like lightning, and shouted: "I have been practicing swordsmanship for decades, and finally I have mastered a precious sword that can kill people, ghosts, and gods!"
ha!
He raised his sword with both hands and slashed at the sword light in mid-air.
Puff puff!
A series of gas explosions exploded in the air, like shells fired from multiple rocket launchers.
The red sword actually completely defeated Qin Fan's cyan sword light.
"The sect master is mighty!" The Wuzong disciples all looked excited. They lost two battles in a row, and even the second elder was almost killed. The sect master was forced to take action himself, and finally suppressed Qin Fan.
"As expected, he is indeed the master of Wuzong. His strength is not comparable to those of the elders!" someone sighed.
Tang Batian struck with a proud look on his face, looked at Qin Fan and said coldly: "Boy, is this all you have? If you want to save your friend, you can't rely on this strength alone."
Qin Fan's face was expressionless. He could see that the master of the Wuzong was very powerful, stronger than the second elder and several other elders put together just now.
Perhaps, his strength should be at the true peak level of the second level.
Tang Batian sneered: "Do you think you dare to despise Wuzong after defeating several elders of my Wuzong? Now I will let you understand how big the difference is between being comparable to the peak of the second rank and the real peak of the second rank."
The second elder can use the tenth sword of the sky, and with the assistance of those elders' sword array, he can fight at the peak of the second level.
However, his strength is not at the peak of the second level after all. Even if he reaches the peak of the ninth level of the second level with the increase of the sword array, it is not his own strength after all.
Just like before Qin Fan broke through to the sword-controlling realm, he could also exert the strength of the sword-controlling realm, but compared with his current strength after actually reaching the sword-controlling realm, it was dozens of times worse.
At this moment, Tang Batian should have reached the peak of the second-grade ninth level. According to the levels of practitioners in this world, the realm of the second-grade ninth level is already the ceiling of this world.
As for the first level above the second level, it seems to be just the realm of existence and legend.
According to Qin Fan's estimation, the strength of the second-level ninth-level peak is similar to his current strength, and even stronger than him in many aspects.
However, Qin Fan heard some clues from Tang Batian's words.
That means Tang Chuchu should be fine.
It is not easy to let the soul in her body completely occupy Tang Chuchu's body. Even Qin Fan can't do it now.
Although Wuzong has been passed down for a long time, it may not be able to do it.
Thinking of this, Qin Fan relaxed a little and calmly looked at the long knife with shining red light in Tang Batian's hand.
The aura on this sword is very powerful, just like the famous swords he refined, and it even has a hint of spiritual essence.
Of course, that trace of spiritual energy is very weak, but it can already produce a qualitative change in the long knife in his hand.
Without this trace of spiritual energy, the sword strike just now would never have been able to easily defeat the sword strike he made.
Qin Fan reached out and made a move, and the Luoying Sword suddenly flew into his hand. In an instant, the universe was filled with pure energy.
Qin Fan held the sword in his hand, pointed at the sky, and stared at him coldly: "Let me see what's so special about the real peak of the second grade and ninth level."
No one could see how he moved, leaving an afterimage directly on the spot. The next moment, the vitality of heaven and earth in the entire martial arts field suddenly stagnated, as if it had been drained all of a sudden.
Qin Fan's figure suddenly appeared in the sky above Tang Batian as if teleporting, and slashed down with a sword.
What a speed!
Everyone was shocked!
Tang Batian, however, seemed to have been prepared for it, with a sneer on his face: "Huh, look at the knife!"
He held the handle of the knife with both hands, raised it above his head, and slashed across the air.
clang!
The Luoying Sword hit Tang Batian's long sword hard, and a powerful force slammed down like a huge mountain.
Well!
Tang Batian groaned, his legs bent slightly due to the pressure, and the hard bluestone floor beneath his feet was crushed to pieces.
Qin Fan had no expression on his face, quickly drew back his sword, and then smashed it down again.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
A series of sword strikes, like driving nails with a hammer, smashed Tang Batian's entire body into the ground, and was buried in the soil below his calves.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
Not a sword cultivator? Isn’t it true that sword cultivators can kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind even though they are thousands of miles away? Aren’t sword cultivators all free and unrestrained?
Have you ever seen a swordsman using a sword as a hammer to hit people?
Lao Mo was speechless: "Master Qin's sword move...well...it's really unique!"
Han Huifeng laughed and said, "Yes, it's great to open and close. Even a layman like me can easily understand it. It's really exquisite."
"...Well, it's indeed exquisite, exquisite, haha!" Lao Mo nodded mechanically.
Mo Liusheng and others were also stunned by this scene.
"This kid shouldn't use a sword, he should use a hammer!"
The head of Fa Sect nodded seriously: "I feel the same way."
Mo Liusheng looked at Tang Batian who was about to be buried in the ground, with a look of sympathy on his face: "It's a pity that the expensive robes on Tang Zongzhu's body are made by the best tailor masters from Dongzhou. Yes, there are also array patterns on the outside."
The head of the Fa Sect nodded repeatedly: "It is indeed a pity."
Tang Batian's face was full of ferocity at the moment, and he was extremely depressed. He had never seen such a sword move before.
Even if Qin Fan uses the tenth sword of the sky now, he can accept it, but he can't understand this style of fighting.
"Boy, you are not worthy of wielding a sword at all! You have disgraced the sword cultivator!" Tang Ba Qiang cursed.
Qin Fan ignored it and continued to strike down with sword after sword, watching as Tang Batian's legs were completely submerged into the ground.
"Sect Master!" The Wuzong disciples exclaimed worriedly. Although Tang Batian was fine, in their opinion, Tang Batian had been passively being beaten and had no ability to fight back.
Seeing that Qin Fan had no intention of stopping, Tang Batian thought to himself: "No, we can't go on like this."
He gritted his teeth and took advantage of the moment when Qin Fan returned his sword to exert force, shouted loudly and brandished his sword into the sky.
clang clang clang clang...
The long knife collided with Qin Fan's Luoying Sword more than ten times in the air, making crisp sounds.
Tang Batian finally got out of the ground and hovered in mid-air, glaring at Qin Fan with a red face.
His legs were stained with a lot of brown soil and looked a little embarrassed.
"Boy, you deserve to die!"
He originally wanted to test Qin Fan's strength first to see if he had any trump cards.
Unexpectedly, Qin Fan almost buried him alive when he gained the upper hand with one move.
Shame, shame, being beaten like this in front of almost all the fellow practitioners in the five states, the face of his majestic martial arts sect was completely lost.
If he couldn't kill Qin Fan and save his lost face, Tang Batian would never be able to get over this hurdle in his life.
