There is a square in the Qiankun faction, and many people gather in this place.
A dozen or so young men in white clothes stood in the middle of the square, with haughty faces and hands behind their backs, showing an invincible posture, their eyes were higher than the ceiling, and they looked down on everyone present.
At this moment, dozens of disciples of the Qiankun Sect were lying on the ground, all of them wailing, bruised and spitting blood, with expressions of shame and resentment on their faces.
The other Qiankun sect disciples who were watching were also very angry.
A young man in white with a long sword on his back said disdainfully: "This is a disciple of the Qiankun Sect? Is this a sect as famous as my Lingyun Sect? It's really disappointing. I didn't expect it to be so weak, there is no one who can fight."
"I think you should withdraw from the Qiankun Sect as soon as possible, so as not to tarnish the reputation of the Qiankun Sect and make it embarrassing."
Hearing this, a group of Qiankun Sect disciples were furious.
"Jian Qingbai, don't be too arrogant. If the real genius of our Qiankun faction is not here, how could it be your turn to be arrogant and show off your power in this place."
"That's right, you just defeated us as outer disciples, what's there to be proud of?"
"If Marquis Lu Wen and the others are here, you are nothing more than chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow."
Many Qiankun Sect disciples gritted their teeth and said.
"So what about Lu Wenhou, call them out if you have the ability, and see what these people can do to me."
A sneer appeared on Jian Qingbai's mouth: "That's all you can do. You can see the whole leopard at a glance. It is conceivable that those so-called genius disciples are not worth mentioning."
"By the way, don't you have a saint disciple among the freshmen? It seems to be called Xia Ping or something. He should be the strongest freshman of the Qiankun Sect. Why didn't he come out? Could it be that he was worried about losing to me, so he acted as a shrinking head?" A turtle?!"
"I think Xia Ping is just a name for nothing."
He swept a glance at the people around him, and the disdain on his face was even more apparent, without hiding it.
"you!"
A group of Qiankun faction disciples glared at Jian Qingbai angrily.
"Jian Qingbai, you are too arrogant, I will fight with you." At this moment, a young disciple with a height of 2.3 meters stood up, shaking the world all of a sudden, exuding the aura of the peak of the supernatural power.
Many Qiankun sect disciples recognized it. This is Gattuso, the twentieth place in the freshman ranking competition.
"Fight with me, do you think you are qualified? Get out!" In an instant, Jian Qingbai made a move, pulled out his long sword in an instant, and slashed at him like this.
Kendo supernatural power - waterfall Tiangang sword!
What? !
Gattuso was taken aback, he could feel the horror of this sword, although the opponent was slashed with a single sword, but thousands of sword qi were slashed, falling down like a waterfall.
This sword contains a mighty force, each sword energy weighs hundreds of millions of tons, and there are tens of thousands of such sword energy, one can imagine that this sword is terrifying and extraordinary.
Although Jian Qingbai is very arrogant, he is not in vain, otherwise he would not have defeated so many disciples of the Qiankun Sect.
"ah!"
Gattuso let out a scream. He wanted to resist desperately, but it was useless. The waterfall-like swordsmanship instantly blasted him away.
With a bang, he slid along the ground for a full two or three kilometers, and finally hit a building in the distance, coughing up blood on the spot, and severely wounding his lungs.
Many Qiankun sect disciples are terrified, and Gattuso can be considered a genius. After all, he can be ranked among the top 20 among many freshmen disciples. Such a talent is beyond doubt.
But they still couldn't resist Jian Qingbai's sword, and they were severely injured on the spot. They were unwilling to accept such a fact.
"Sure enough, the disciples of the Qiankun School are only good at talking big words, but they don't have much ability. They can't even catch me with a sword, so there is nothing to say." After defeating Gattuso with a sword, Jian Qingbai became even more arrogant. Going to heaven, he looked at the eyes of many Qiankun sect disciples with even more contempt, his nostrils were turned upside down.
But many disciples of the Qiankun sect dared to be angry and dare not speak out. After all, their skills are not as good as others, so there is nothing to say.
"Damn it, this Jian Qingbai is too arrogant, can no one punish him?"
"How to sanction? In order to participate in the demon battlefield, Lu Wenhou's talented disciples are all practicing in seclusion. They plan to break through to the treasure refining realm. There is no way to get out in a short time."
"Senior Brother Xia seems to have traveled a long way, he is no longer in Qiankun Star, and no one can contact him."
"I don't think that even if Brother Xia really makes a move, he may not be able to defeat Jian Qingbai."
"Are you kidding me? You are spoiling your own prestige by spoiling others' aspirations."
"No, no, I have a reason for this. Although Brother Xia is a talented monster and became a disciple of the Beiming Saint, it has only been a year and a half since he joined the Qiankun Sect. Before that, he was still a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm. In such a short period of time, even if the qualifications No matter how evil you are, it is impossible to make much progress, how can you be the opponent of Jian Qingbai who is at the peak of the supernatural powers."
"That's true. The training time is too short, and the martial arts realm can't keep up. I guess Senior Brother Xia is at most at the peak of the Ruyi realm, and he may not even reach the supernatural power realm."
"It is estimated that these bastards of the Lingyun faction are looking at this point and want to take advantage of Senior Brother Xia's weakness to challenge. If they win, they will say that they have defeated the disciples of the Saints. This is to step on Senior Brother Xia's position."
"These disciples of the Lingyun sect are really despicable, with sinister intentions."
"It seems that this humiliation can only be endured."
Many Qiankun Sect disciples clenched their fists, they were very unwilling, but now no one is an opponent of this group of Lingyun Sect disciples, and they have nothing to do.
And even if he defeated Jian Qingbai, there were more than a dozen people behind him, and it seemed that every aura was no weaker than Jian Qingbai, and some were even stronger.
"It seems that no one is my opponent anymore. This trip to the Qiankun faction is really disappointing. From now on, you will be called the sick men of the Qiankun faction. This nickname is very suitable for you."
Jian Qingbai smiled slightly.
"Not bad, that's a good nickname."
"Even Junior Brother Jian can't catch a sword, whether it's a sick man or something."
"The Qiankun faction really deserves its name."
The dozen or so disciples of the Lingyun sect behind them laughed loudly, triumphantly.
hateful!
A group of Qiankun sect disciples couldn't suppress their inner anger, and wanted to rush up and beat them up.
"Let's go."
Jian Qingbai waved his hand, and he wanted to leave.
"Wait, in such a hurry to leave, don't you want to see me?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
"Senior Brother Xia!"
Many disciples of the Qiankun Sect looked over, and they were all overjoyed. They recognized that the person who came was Xia Ping. As for the people behind Xia Ping, they were all ignored by them.
Saint disciple Xia Ping? !
Jian Qingbai and the others who were about to leave immediately stopped in their tracks, their eyes gleaming, and they all stared at the person in front of them, because Xia Ping is a very famous young disciple recently, and has been studied by various sects and sects.
After all, if the other party does not fall midway, he will definitely become a big shot in the Qiankun faction in the future.