Chapter 724: Killing Zhai Ping

At this time, Zhai Ping's expression was frozen there, quite embarrassed. Qin Xuan didn't even look at him and ignored him directly.

And Mu Hai and others were also very tactful and didn't say anything. They looked away, with an expression of indifference.

The void suddenly became extremely quiet, so quiet that there was no sound, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Zhai Ping struggled with his expression, and continued to clasp his fists and said: "Just now I was deceived by someone carelessly. You can make a request. I am the son of the Yujian Sect and will do my best to meet your request."

The space was silent for a few seconds. At this time, Qin Xuan finally turned his head and looked at Zhai Ping with indifferent eyes. His eyes narrowed slightly and said disdainfully: "The son of the Yujian Sect, what is he?"

"..." The expressions of the people in the void suddenly showed a strange look. The boss is still the boss. When he is domineering, it is simply speechless.

Zhai Ping spoke twice, and his words deliberately mentioned his identity as the son of the Yujian Sect, hinting Qin Xuan not to go too far.

Maybe this is useful to others, but it is useless to Qin Xuan. He dared to offend Yu Tong, who was a Shura son, so what was a mere son of the Yujian Sect?

Zhai Ping's face suddenly turned purple with anger, and his heart was furious. When had he ever been humiliated like this? Even if the other party was from Tianluo Palace, he should not have been so arrogant to a son of the Holy Son.

"Hehe, it seems that Tianluo Palace is going to bully people today." Zhai Ping said sarcastically, his tone was extremely cold.

Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Who told you that I am from Tianluo Palace?"

"What do you mean?" Zhai Ping's expression stagnated. Seeing that Qin Xuan's expression did not seem to be joking, he was even more confused. He was not a person from Tianluo Palace, but Mu Hai was so respectful to him. Could it be...

At this moment, Zhai Ping's face was as pale as paper, and his heart was gradually sinking.

He realized a more terrible possibility.

The young man in white who was talking to him might come from a more powerful force than Tianluo Palace.

"Mu Hai, send someone to deal with it." Qin Xuan stepped forward and walked towards the black-clothed figure below, leaving only one order.

Mu Hai's eyes lit up when he heard this, and a very bright smile appeared on his face. He said to Qin Xuan confidently: "Don't worry, boss, I will definitely arrange him clearly."

He has six people under him, and each of them can handle it well.

Zhai Ping's expression changed slightly, and his heartbeat accelerated a bit, and he felt something was wrong.

"Brother Mu, let me do it for the first time." Someone smiled, with excitement flashing in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait.

"Let me do it. The dark airflow didn't work before, so this time is a good time to practice." Someone else spoke, as if he wanted to compete with him for someone?

"Let go, let me do it!"

"..."

All six people were vying to take action. Mu Hai frowned, and his face showed a bit of helplessness. It was hard to choose.

Suddenly he looked at Zhai Ping and smiled, "To consider your feelings, you should choose who you want to fight?"

Zhai Ping was stunned for a moment, a little confused, and only realized what happened after a moment, and his expression suddenly became extremely cold.

These six people are actually vying to fight him. Do they really think he is easy to bully?

Zhai Ping's sharp eyes swept over the six people, and finally fell on a thin young man. This young man has the most ordinary aura among the six people, and is faintly the weakest in strength. He wants to defeat this person with the strongest posture to prove his strength.

The thin young man seemed to feel Zhai Ping's fighting eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and murmured: "The choice is really accurate."

Then the thin young man stepped forward and finally reached the same height as Zhai Ping. His expression was a little light and casual, and it seemed that he did not take Zhai Ping seriously.

Zhai Ping looked at the thin young man's aggressive demeanor, and became even more angry. He said, "Since we are going to fight, you have to tell us who you are. Which force are you from?"

"You will know after the battle." The thin young man said indifferently, and in an instant, his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only a residual shadow.

"What a fast speed." Zhai Ping was shocked. With his eyesight, he didn't even see how the man disappeared. It seems that the man is good at body movement.

"Hmph, so what if you are fast? My sword attack can cover a space, and you have nowhere to escape."

Zhai Ping spoke coldly, and the sword in his hand danced. Suddenly, countless sword qi rushed out across the sky, and then turned the direction in an instant, and rushed to the middle void from all directions, as if to bury the void.

At this time, Qin Xuan sat quietly beside the man in black, as if guarding him, and didn't care about the ongoing battle.

The man in black was Jian. As Qin Xuan expected, Jian came to the soldier's tomb and found a sword that matched him.

Mu Hai and five other people watched the battle from the side. The thin young man who came out to fight was from the Shadow Sect, an extremely powerful sect known for its mysterious and unpredictable body movements. He could appear anywhere, making it hard to defend against.

Even against the Yu Jian Sect, which was good at sword attacks, he still had a great advantage.

The void was filled with endless sword shadows, each of which was extremely sharp, crisscrossing in the space, and the space was instantly torn into countless pieces, but the thin young man never appeared, as if he had really disappeared.

Zhai Ping continued to swing his sword, but his face became more and more ugly. He slashed out thousands of sword energies, but none of them attacked the opponent. If this continued, the opponent would lose without him making a move.

"You can only hide like a mouse?" Zhai Ping sneered and sarcastically, trying to force the thin young man out with words.

As if to respond to Zhai Ping's words, the next moment, the thin young man suddenly appeared in the void, looked at Zhai Ping with disdain, and said: "Just now I just let you know how weak your so-called sword energy is."

After the voice fell, Zhai Ping's expression froze there. He did say this just now, saying that it doesn't matter if the speed is fast, under the coverage of his sword energy, there is nowhere to escape.

However, is it really so?

Just now, none of his sword energy attacked the opponent, and he suddenly felt his face burning, as if he was slapped hard by someone, which was extremely humiliating.

"The Holy Son of the Yujian Sect seems to be just a joke." The thin young man said sarcastically.

"I will definitely kill you!" Zhai Ping's eyes suddenly burst out with a strong murderous intent, unprecedented anger, and his aura continued to soar, and his momentum soared.

A strong sword rule permeated, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into a sword, unstoppable, ready to cut through the sky.

"Kill."

Zhai Ping raised his head and let out a long roar. The sound of the sword rang out, like the sound of a phoenix, sharp and incomparable. A terrifying sword light burst out from the void, wrapped in extreme killing intent, and shot towards the thin young man.

The speed of this sword light was unimaginable. It almost instantly descended in front of the thin young man, leaving him no time to react, and wanted him to die under this sword.

Seeing this scene, Mu Hai's pupils shrank suddenly. This attack was definitely Zhai Ping's strongest attack. Even he had to take it seriously. It seemed that Zhai Ping's killing intent had reached the extreme.

"Die." Zhai Ping's face was distorted at this time, with a hideous look on his face, his eyes were scarlet, and he had a strong killing intent. He didn't believe that this attack couldn't kill the opponent.

The sword light swept through the space, bursting out with great terrifying power, obliterating everything. Wherever it went, the space collapsed and shattered, turning into a ruin.

Zhai Ping could become the Holy Son of the Yujian Sect, obviously he had a high talent and was naturally strong. This attack was enough to wipe out ordinary people at the peak of the second level of the Yuan Wang, and even posed a threat to people at the third level of the Yuan Wang.

"Will he not lose?" Someone exclaimed. If he lost, it would be a great shame.

Mu Hai was also a little unsure at this time. Although he was very confident in the thin young man, Zhai Ping's attack just now was indeed very powerful, and it was launched with anger, leaving no way out. If it were him, he would have to resist it.

Qin Xuan's eyes swept into the void, and the power of his soul was released. He seemed to have noticed something, and then he retracted his soul, as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, seven or eight eyes looked at the space, as if they were searching for something, but they found nothing, only a trace of residual sword light and space fragments torn by the sword light.

"No way..." Mu Hai finally became a little uneasy at this time. He did not sense the breath of the thin young man. Was he wiped out by the sword light?

Although everyone in the Yunhuang Mountains was only at the first level of Yuan Wang, their talents were strong and weak, and the power of their cultivation was different, so the strength they could exert would also be different.

Because of this, Qin Xuan was able to absolutely crush one person. This was the difference in talent.

Similarly, if anyone else faced Chu Feng, they would probably have to admit defeat. In the Yunhuang Mountains, Chu Feng was the undisputed king, and no one could cover up his style.

"Haha, speed is very strong, but it was still wiped out by my sword. In front of absolute power, speed is useless."

At this moment, Zhai Ping laughed up to the sky, laughing extremely wildly and wantonly, as if he had entered a state of madness. He won, defended the glory of his son, and more importantly, finally washed away the previous humiliation.

"Really? In front of absolute power, speed is useless?" Just as Zhai Ping laughed up to the sky, a cold voice entered his eardrum.

Hearing this voice, his body trembled, and then his eyes suddenly widened, and a trace of fear and horror gradually appeared on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrible.

Above Zhai Ping's head, a thin figure appeared there, with an extremely cold expression, and it was the thin young man before.

The thin young man looked at Zhai Ping below with cold eyes, and uttered a cold voice: "Die."

As the voice fell, the thin young man raised his feet and fell, and a sword light suddenly burst out from the bottom of his feet, shooting down like lightning.

I saw that the sword light directly penetrated from the top of Zhai Ping's head, pierced through his entire body, and instantly penetrated from his feet, everything was like flowing clouds and water.

Then there was a violent explosion, and Zhai Ping's body exploded directly, turning into blood foam all over the sky, dyeing the void into blood, which was extremely weird.