"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Love shouted in disbelief.

At this moment, his mind was collapsing. The most miraculous swordsmanship of the Penglai Sect, the Penglai Immortal Sword, along with the middle-grade flying sword, was futile and couldn't break Zhang Bin's defense?

Could it be that the most powerful trump card of the Penglai Sect was thus wasted?

"Senior Brother is indestructible..."

"Senior Brother is already immortal, living as long as Heaven and Earth..."

"Senior Brother transcends Heaven and Earth, invincible in the world..."

"Brother-in-law, are you about to become an immortal?"

The three jokers and the foolish lad Yang Xiong shouted enthusiastically.

Zhang Bin had brought along Liu Ruomei, Tian Bingbing, and other disciples to broaden their horizons, and they were all watching, stunned, faces flushed with excitement.

"Xiao Bin must have cultivated the Tyrant Gold Celestial Technique to the third layer. This speed makes me feel ashamed."

Li Taiqing sighed inwardly. He had been cultivating for so long, yet hadn't even completed the Golden Bell Shield.

He was far behind Zhang Bin.

The other disciples of the Daoyi Sect were dumbfounded like idiots. They were knowledgeable but knew the might of the Penglai Immortal Sword.

However, they had never seen such terrifying defensive power in a person.

How could a human body be harder than middle-grade magical treasure?

This simply overturned the rules of cultivation.

Also exceeded their understanding.

In fact, Zhang Bin had only arranged three basic formations on his body.

Because his body could only be comparable to the materials of an inferior-grade magical treasure.

Setting up three low-level formations was merely the equivalent of a low-grade magical treasure.

Reasonably, it should not be able to withstand the attacks of a middle-grade magical treasure.

But Zhang Bin was not just a low-grade magical treasure. He was also a powerful cultivator.

True Qi densely filled his body, Gang Qi erupted.

He could perform strange secret techniques to reduce the power of imminent attacks.

Only then could he withstand the attacks of middle-grade magical treasures.

If Love finds a way to exhaust Zhang Bin's True Qi, he would be able to break through Zhang Bin's defense.

However, to exhaust Zhang Bin's True Qi, how easy is it?

At least, a cultivator of Love's Realm couldn't achieve it.

"Ha ha ha... Come on, keep attacking me, use your Penglai Immortal Sword to attack me..."

Zhang Bin sneered arrogantly, shouting.

He hoped to feel the principle behind the Penglai Immortal Sword through the opponent's attack.

This would be very beneficial for enhancing his sword techniques.

"I just don't believe it, I can't break your defense..."

Love, ashamed and angry, continued to frantically attack Zhang Bin.

Stabbing at Zhang Bin from all directions like raindrops.

"Ping ping ping..."

The sound was relentless, dense as if firecrackers were being set off.

But it still couldn't harm Zhang Bin in the slightest.

And Zhang Bin was also trying his best to fend off the opponent's sword.

But to his shock, his blocking was of no use.

When his hand moved to block, the sword turned illusory.

If not blocked, the sword would pierce his body, and that was real.

"What is the principle behind this?"

Zhang Bin was utterly shaken, confused.

"Master, this is a strange formation, very simple, yet complex. Possibly the simplest second-level formation," Tutu said excitedly, "He relies on his feet moving swiftly, leaving footprints on the ground, with formations made of residual True Qi. So those footprints quickly formed a huge formation. Creating countless illusory people and swords. Both people and swords can instantly teleport within the footprints, appearing where you can't block them. I discovered this big secret by scanning meticulously."

"Quick, quick, quick, show the formation. I want to learn it."

Zhang Bin was so delighted he almost fainted, amazed that Tutu had such a magical ability? Able to scan the invisible formation made by the opponent's True Qi?

Soon, Tutu displayed the formation within the footprints in Zhang Bin's mind.

This formation was made of True Qi, very complex.

Yet compared to the Level Two Sharpness Formation, it was much simpler.

Even so, Zhang Bin was still unable to casually arrange the True Qi on his own soles.

"What's going on? Could it be my spiritual power isn't as strong as Love's?"

Zhang Bin was in disbelief.

"Master, his shoes are specially made. There's a mold made at the sole, and you just need to send True Qi over. The True Qi automatically fills the mold, imprinting on the ground like a stamp, naturally forming a formation. It should be a temporary formation." Tutu said excitedly.

"I see, from now on I must specially make some shoes like this, just modify all the flying shoes." Zhang Bin said happily to himself.

Yes, he named the many golden shoes obtained from the City of Gold as flying shoes.

All the flying shoes are made of gold, with a flying formation set inside.

A slight change to the shape of the soles, and it's entirely possible.

"Ping ping ping ping..."

Love was unaware that the secret of the Penglai Immortal Sword had been discovered by Zhang Bin; he continued to frantically attack Zhang Bin.

Actually aiming to find Zhang Bin's weak spot.

But he'd attacked all over Zhang Bin and still couldn't hurt Zhang Bin.

In other words, he still hadn't found Zhang Bin's weak spot.

And he was already exhausted, breathing heavily, his True Qi greatly depleted.

He quickly retreated far away, sneering: "Zhang Bin, you only have strong defensive capabilities. If my flying sword were sharper, I could easily kill you. So, in this competition, you lost."

"What the hell... I lost?" Zhang Bin's face was full of disdain, "Breaking your swordsmanship is exceedingly easy for me. I just didn't bother to break it, that's all."

"Zhang Bin, aren't you afraid the wind will flash your tongue? The Penglai Immortal Sword is something no one can break." Love sneered.

All cultivators believed the mystery of the Penglai Immortal Sword lay in the sword itself; none had thought the footprints held any secret.

Naturally, they had no way to break it open.

And no one had ever broken it.

"Then let's bet, if I break it open, you answer me a simple question. Rest assured it won't involve the secrets of Penglai," Zhang Bin said with a wicked smile, "If I lose, I'll give you a middle-grade magical treasure. How's that?"

"Okay, I'll bet with you."

Love was extremely excited because he would gain much advantage; he could win a middle-grade magical treasure and lose by answering a simple question.

A middle-grade magical treasure is extremely precious, generally unattainable by ordinary cultivators.

Only super powerful Sects possess some middle-grade magical treasures.

So he agreed without hesitation.

The disciples of the Daoyi Sect and Taiqing Sect were puzzled, not understanding what Zhang Bin was doing.

Could Zhang Bin really break through the Penglai Immortal Sword?

It was never heard anyone broke through before?

Keep in mind, most cultivators faced with the terrifying Penglai Immortal Sword of the Penglai Sect would use super formidable magical treasures to withstand it or quickly escape.

They kept their eyes wide open, not blinking, wanting to see how Zhang Bin would break through.