"From now on, as long as you strike anywhere beyond my fingers, you win."

A mysterious smile appeared on Zhang Bin's face.

"Kill..."

Love's heart was instantly filled with joy as he crazily shouted, charging forward again with crisscrossing steps, transforming into countless indistinguishable figures and swords.

Forming an extremely terrifying sea of swords, surging endlessly, completely submerging Zhang Bin.

"Swoosh..."

Before Love could get close, a torrent of water suddenly surged from Zhang Bin's nose.

But he wasn't attacking with water, just letting it flow over the ground.

Covering the ground completely.

Then a miraculous thing happened.

The torrent of water swept over, causing the surging sea of swords to collapse, vanish, as though it never existed.

It's indeed because the water washed away and submerged the footprints, destroying the formation.

After all, the formation within the footprints was a temporary one, which could only be maintained for a short while before dissipating.

Once the water hit it, it immediately fell apart.

And Love stood there like an idiot, staring at Zhang Bin like a monster.

Not knowing what to say.

He couldn't dare to dream that Zhang Bin could perceive the mystery of the Penglai Immortal Sword and easily break it with water.

"Master Brother is too amazing."

"Master Brother is too smart."

"This is the typical water restraining metal..."

"What water restraining metal, clearly it's water restraining sword..."

The three jokers and one fool shouted excitedly, their faces full of frenzy and idolization.

As for the rest, their faces were full of confusion, not yet understanding how Zhang Bin broke Love's Penglai Immortal Sword.

"Kill..."

Love was still unconvinced, rushing forward like lightning, the sword in his hand bursting out with tens of thousands of cold gleams, enveloping Zhang Bin.

Even without the sword array, he was immensely powerful, and as long as he could strike Zhang Bin, he would win and obtain a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure.

How could he not seize such a good opportunity?

"Break for me..."

Zhang Bin suddenly shouted, his right hand's two fingers closing together, transforming into a sharp sword, stabbing out rapidly.

"Ssssss..."

The piercing sound turned into a continuous stream; in the blink of an eye, he had stabbed out an unknown number of times.

Similarly transforming into a curtain of light as if drenched in water.

With a raging momentum, it bombarded against Love's curtain of swords.

"Clang clang clang clang..."

The dense sounds rang out continuously, sparks flying a hundred zhang high.

As if Zhang Bin's right hand was really a sharp and hard sword, shockingly not inferior to Love's middle-grade treasured sword.

This was simply too miraculous, causing disciples from both Taiqing Sect and Daoyi Sect, including the previously defeated Penglai Sect disciple Da Ye, to gawk in amazement, barely believing their eyes.

In reality, Zhang Bin's palm was arranged with the Vajra Formation, Heat Isolation Formation, and Sharp Edge Array, supported by true qi, truly comparable to a middle-grade Flying Sword.

"Kill kill kill..."

Love was both furious and shocked, his sword moves so fast yet completely intercepted by Zhang Bin?

And Zhang Bin was merely empty-handed, not holding a sword.

This was simply a huge humiliation.

He was two small realms higher than Zhang Bin.

At this moment, his heart wavered slightly.

Was he truly Penglai's genius disciple?

Truly the cultivation genius praised endlessly by his master?

Why, compared with Zhang Bin now, did he feel like a cultivation fool?

Zhang Bin easily saw through the mystery of the Penglai Immortal Sword.

His body could compare to a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure, his sword speed incredibly fast.

How could he compete with him?

Nevertheless, Love, a rare cultivation genius, didn't break down but rather achieved a breakthrough in sword speed under immense pressure.

"Ssss Ssss Ssss Ssss..."

His sword moved like lightning, piercing through space, transforming into countless illusions.

Attempting to completely envelop Zhang Bin, defeat him.

Zhang Bin's face showed a peculiar smile as his right hand stabbed out rapidly, but suddenly his two fingers separated and he seized Love's sharp middle-grade treasured sword.

"Dang..."

Instantly, numerous sword shadows vanished, leaving only one sword.

And this sword was caught by Zhang Bin's two fingers, unable to move.

Love's face filled with shock and horror, sweat streaming from his forehead.

While Zhang Bin looked poised and handsome beyond measure.

"Heavens, it's truly too handsome."

"So dazzling."

"Master Brother, I adore you."

"Brother-in-law, I'm your shadow follower..."

The three jokers and one fool shouted crazily, dancing around, driven to extreme excitement.

The rest were also utterly shocked.

Tian Bingbing, Liu Ruomei, Chiang Xue, and Feng Fei's beautiful eyes emitted spring-like gleams, their faces rosy.

At this moment, they felt that Zhang Bin was truly too handsome, too charming, deeply etched into their minds, never to be forgotten.

"Break for me..."

Love was extremely angry, stabbing forward vigorously.

But the sword couldn't move forward a bit.

He pulled hard backward, then twisted.

But unfortunately, it didn't budge.

The sword seemed welded between Zhang Bin's fingers.

"Ah ah ah..."

Love's face was flushed red, true qi gushing wildly, Gang Qi bursting out.

Twisting hard, trying to pull the sword out.

Otherwise, he felt terribly embarrassed.

"Go..."

Zhang Bin shouted wickedly.

His right hand shook suddenly, a terrifying force transmitted over.

"Ah..."

Love felt tingling in his hands, unable to grasp the sword handle, forced to let go.

But what shocked him was a terrifying force had already been transmitted to his arm, his body.

He couldn't stabilize his body, flying backward like riding the clouds and mist for ten meters, finally hitting the ground hard, rolling a few times before stopping.

While Zhang Bin stood tall like a mountain in the original spot, with two fingers clutching Love's middle-grade treasured sword.

His face wore a serene smile.

Taiqing Sect disciples were shocked.

Daoyi Sect disciples were stunned.

Love and Penglai Sect disciple Da Ye were equally shaken, dumbfounded.

Zhang Bin had only cultivated to Golden Core Late Stage, but how was his strength so terrifying?

Love was the genius disciple of Penglai, undefeated in Golden Core Realm, yet before Zhang Bin, like a three-year-old, easily defeated?

Immediately, the three jokers and one fool issued wildly enthusiastic cheers.

The rest also shouted excitedly.

"Master Brother mighty..."

"Master Brother invincible..."

"Master Brother, I love you..."

"..."

"Now, are you convinced?"

Zhang Bin gazed at Love lying on the ground, asking calmly.

"I'm convinced, you are much stronger and more talented than me. It turns out I was just a frog in a well," Love said, "I apologize for my previous arrogance."

He stood up, bowing deeply.

"..."

The Taiqing Sect and Daoyi Sect disciples immediately felt uplifted and extremely comfortable.

Their faces were filled with pride and self-assurance.

Their mouths continued to issue extremely excited and enthusiastic cheers.

What could be more satisfying than a face-slapping moment?

This might be the ultimate in face-slapping, because he was slapped until he was totally submissive, bowing and apologizing.