Chapter 221: Chapter 135: Ten Sides Annihilated, One-word Soaring Serpent (Part 2)

If one progresses further, with Blood Evil completely gone, one can achieve True Suchness and perfection in Sublime Technique.

With such cultivation techniques on display... one doesn’t need to ask about origins; it’s definitely the Dharma Aspect Sect.

It’s heard that the Northern Ancestral Court of the Dharma Aspect Sect, one of the Three Sects of Buddhism, has dispatched monk soldiers and is strongly supporting Beizhou.

Moreover, elders and direct disciples from the sect accompany the guards in attacking Nanli Yujing.

Xu Baxian, who came from the Dharma Aspect Sect, though a lay disciple, has already graduated and established his own foundation... At this time, he responds to the sect’s call and bets on the Hu people, which is only natural.

This person comes from a prestigious sect, having already reached Mid-Stage Innate in cultivation, and possesses the peerless skills of the Three Sects of Buddhism, claiming there is no one in the world he can’t fight.

In action, his Ten Directions Saber can almost block all directions.

The sword light flickers like layers of green mountains, heavy yet skillful.

One cannot dodge or evade it, only forcibly withstand it.

And ironically, Chen Ping is least afraid of forceful blocking...

When it comes to unmatched divine power and a strong physique, who can compare?

"Good, use more force, even stronger,"

His Black Dragon Sword unsheathes, as if handling a wick, light as a feather, poking, picking, sweeping, deflecting, intercepting every strike.

Blocking all the heavy sword shadows of the Ten Directions Saber.

Under the impact of tremendous force, golden light on his body ripples like curtains and waves.

Before the Sword Qi can penetrate internal organs and meridians, it’s already dissipated by his incredibly firm and flexible muscles...

No matter how fierce Xu Baxian’s attack is, to him it’s akin to a gentle breeze, causing not the slightest harm.

Xu Baxian is using all his strength. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Leap slash, horizontal slash, spinning storm slash, all crashing down from all directions...

Yet, Chen Ping sits upright on horseback, without any leakage of power.

Solely relying on his physical body, he withstands boundless force, not even a trace reaches the horse underneath.

That black horse idly sneezes and kicks a few times.

Appearing relaxed and carefree.

"Ten Directions Annihilation."

Xu Baxian’s eyes turn redder, but his face has darkened.

He has a foreboding feeling.

Slightly pausing, True Qi suddenly explodes.

The air around roars, with Vitality swarming in, gathering on the Broad-Backed Flat-Headed Saber, the sword light begins emitting blinding white light.

As he raises the sword towards the sky, his expression suddenly becomes indifferent.

With a thunderous slash, before the sword light reaches the body, it stretches several feet, cleaving a pavilion on the left into two.

"This slash is somewhat interesting."

Chen Ping maneuvers his horse, charging forward.

As the sword light descends, he has already thrust out seven or eight swords.

A strand of black light, transforming into a shadow, merging into the breeze, appearing slow in its swordplay.

In reality, the sword edge has already drawn blood, stabbing Xu Baxian’s rotating, slashing body in seven or eight cycles.

Xu Baxian’s eyes almost bulge out, as the sword stopped half a foot above Chen Ping’s head, becoming light, devoid of any strength.

The long sword shadow disappears with a "pop" into the air.

A breeze swirls around, carrying dust into the air.

Xu Baxian’s airborne body can no longer be controlled, falling like a ragged sack, landing dead still in the street center.

Blood gushing from the throat, temple, left and right chest, abdomen.

Long dead before touching the ground.

Chen Ping doesn’t even glance at this boastful tall Hall Master, from the moment he spoke recklessly and launched the attack, he was already a dead man, unworthy of concern.

He turns his horse again, his Black Dragon Sword twirling a graceful sword flower, relaxing his entire body, asking casually, "Hall Master Xu has already gone to King Yama to pay his respects. Isn’t Hall Master Cheng going to make a move? Doesn’t he want to test if Chen’s fame is unfounded?"

"No test, no test, Captain Chen’s divine power amazes the world, Cheng cannot resist, if I’ve offended, please forgive me." Amidst the fleeing and exclamations of street pedestrians, a similarly trembling short middle-aged man shivers harder.

He hurriedly bows with his hands, pushing a thread of flattering smile on his authoritative face, yet beneath him, thunder suddenly sounds, buzzing...

Not only does he refrain from drawing a sword, but instead retreats ten meters.

As soon as he lands, he skillfully leaps over several pavilions, disappearing behind numerous buildings.

"Junior Brother, should we chase or not?"

Han Xiaoru has already jumped back onto her horse.

Admiring Wind Thunder Hall Master Cheng Wuduan’s body technique, almost biting her own tongue.

"What kind of person is this? Hiding nearby ready to strike, and fleeing immediately when things go wrong.

He is as famous as father, yet completely lacks the iron-blooded demeanor of Jianghu seniors."

"What iron-blooded demeanor can Jianghu seniors have? Being able to survive and live long is the best demeanor."

Chen Ping glances again in the direction Cheng Wuduan fled.

Laughing: "This person is already cowardly, definitely not daring to oppose our Primordial Martial Arts Hall again.

However, just to be on the safe side, he cannot be left unchecked.

You can run away as a monk, but not the temple, right? Let’s not mind him, and head to the Xuanwu Guard Camp."

He gently urges his horse, leading the way.

Twenty-four riders behind him again follow.

All that’s left beside the street are over ten crossbowman and archer corpses lying horizontally.

As Chen Ping punched Wu Changshui to pieces and stabbed Xu Baxian to death with several swords, Han Xiaoru, Zhang Gu, Zhuo Yunfei, and Li Yangguang had already charged forward and slain the crossbowmen cleanly.

Everyone knows the danger of this journey, as they face Beizhou Barbarians directly head-on.

Though their expressions are relaxed, they still make a joke.