What are you?

This was the first time in Feng Bingwen's life that someone had spoken to him in such a tone. His self-control wasn't particularly good, and he was immediately amused by the situation.

"Heavenly Sword Path, Qin Tianque!"

Sensing the change in Feng Bingwen's emotions, Qin Tianque calmly gave his name.

He knew there was something wrong with his way of speaking, but he had no intention of correcting it; there was no need. He preferred to speak with his sword, which was more concise and powerful than words.

In the sect, those fellow disciples who were angered by his few words were persuaded by him in this way, and then acknowledged his status and agreed with what he said.

"So? Do you want me to take the sword? I'm more suitable to be the sword master than you!"

His tone remained flat and straightforward, and his matter-of-fact attitude was enough to provoke others' anger.

"The Profound Yin Seven Kill Sword has already recognized me as its master. Give up. This entanglement is pointless. Don't embarrass your sect!"

Although Feng Bingwen was extremely annoyed, he kept a straight face, determined not to lose face. After all, such an oddball was truly a once-in-a-millennium occurrence.

With a personality like that and a way of speaking, without sufficient background and top-notch talent, he would probably have been beaten to death long ago, and his grave would be overgrown with weeds by now.

"..."

Qin Tianque remained silent for a moment, seemingly pondering what to say to persuade the rogue cultivator to relinquish the sword, as it would be a waste for the spirit sword to fall into his hands.

"The people have come out. Looks like I arrived just in time; a fight hasn't broken out yet!"

A streak of light flashed across the sky, and when the light faded, it revealed a slender young woman in a green dress with a gold slit.

"They're here! They're here! The true story of Enma Valley has arrived!"

A fiery meteor streaked across the sky, and amidst the scorching heatwave, a burly young man with a bare chest and fiery demonic runes laughed loudly, standing proudly atop the meteor—a unique flying artifact.

"The battle between the Heavenly Sword Daoist's disciple and the mysterious rogue cultivator is such a momentous event that it would be a great pity to miss it!"

Not long after Feng Bingwen left Lei Hai Tian Palace, the news spread throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths at an astonishing speed, and many human prodigies and alien races who received the news rushed over using various means.

For no other reason than the mere reputation of the Heavenly Sword Daoist, it was enough for them to pay such a price. Although his opponent was a mysterious figure whom they had never heard of before, who claimed to be a rogue cultivator, the fact that this Daoist had been able to do nothing and simply wait for a month meant that such a person was not simple.

"Why haven't they started fighting yet?"

After the prodigy arrived, upon seeing the two opposing sides, he ignored the increasingly tense atmosphere and began to shout loudly with considerable dissatisfaction.

"Qin Tianque, and that guy who claims to be a rogue cultivator, stop dawdling and get to work! After we're done, we all still have opportunities to seek out, so let's not waste everyone's time!"

Even though Daozi was a peerless genius who overpowered his peers in the sect, he still couldn't control the situation when people were of similar status and strength. Some people made a fuss and openly stirred up trouble.

"Exactly, let's save time and get started! Same rules as always, the winner gets everything, the loser gets nothing!"

When the first people to arrive saw that there were more onlookers, even those who were wary of Daozi relaxed a lot and started to fan the flames.

"Feng Bingwen, since you are unwilling to hand over the spirit sword, then fight me!"

More and more people were stirring things up around him, and Qin Tianque was inevitably affected. The key point was that he also felt that what these people who loved to watch the show were right. Why talk so much nonsense? Let's decide the winner in one battle.

"I'd be happy to oblige!"

Feng Bingwen didn't care at all. He had practiced a thunder technique in the Heavenly Palace and was just looking for a target to test it on.

"If you lose, hand over the Seven Kill Sword!"

Qin Tianque made a request. If the other party were a sword cultivator, even one whose talent was slightly inferior to his junior brother's, he would not have made such a request. But this sword cultivator probably didn't even know a single sword technique.

"And if you win? What are you going to hand over?"

You can't win!

Qin Tianque was full of confidence. Since he began practicing swordsmanship, he had never been defeated by someone of the same level.

"Cheating?"

Feng Bingwen naturally wouldn't fall for that. He was willing to gamble with him, but only if he offered an equal stake.

"If you can't handle it, then get out of here!"

"If I lose, you can choose any of the swords behind me!"

On this day, a world belonging to swords appeared around Sword Daoist, with hundreds of spiritual swords floating in the air, an endless sword domain. This was not only his phenomenon, but also his sword sheath.

"A pile of scrap metal!"

Feng Bingwen sneered and commented without any politeness.

However, such an evaluation is naturally biased and derogatory. To be fair, all the swords collected by this Daoist of the Heavenly Sword Sect have developed spirituality.

It was only because of his extraordinary background that ordinary sword cultivators, even if they cultivated the same extraordinary phenomenon, would have no chance of collecting so many spiritual swords.

"Is it possible to fight?"

"Can!"

boom!

Clang~

The moment Feng Bingwen agreed, sword energy soared into the sky, raging across the heavens. At the same time, thunderous sounds filled the universe. In an instant, all the geniuses who had been fanning the flames fell silent, watching the battle intently. This was perhaps the strongest battle between geniuses in the entire world.

"You can take out the Xuan Yin Seven Kill Sword!"

Qin Tianque, dressed in plain clothes and straw sandals, has completely transformed. At this moment, he doesn't seem like a human being at all, but rather like a peerless divine sword that has been unsheathed, its sharpness fully revealed.

Behind him, hundreds of spiritual swords swirled and sang, a terrifying surge of sword energy brewing within the strange phenomenon behind him, awaiting the guidance of his will.

"There's no need to deal with you!"

Feng Bingwen responded calmly that the Xuan Yin Seven Kill Sword was a spiritual weapon beyond his current realm. Even though his magical power was abundant and unparalleled among his peers, he probably couldn't use the spiritual weapon many times and it wouldn't last long.

Most importantly, his use of such unconventional methods for his current level means that either Qin Tianque has equivalent means to counter him, or there will be external intervention.

The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are a blessed land for the geniuses of the human race, not a breeding ground for these human elites to kill each other. They can compete and learn from each other, but that's enough. If they go too far, it will make everyone look bad.

Therefore, after weighing the options, Feng Bingwen chose to fight with magical powers. In fact, having comprehended the thunder magic, he was no weaker than this sword prodigy in terms of appearance or aura, and was even stronger.

Thousands of thunderbolts roared in the sky, seemingly a reappearance of the sea of ​​thunder that had just surrounded the Heavenly Palace. With the five elements scattered around, a vast thunder prison covered an area of ​​dozens of miles, creating an astonishing spectacle.

"Thunder Magic!"

A flash of sword light appeared in Qin Tianque's eyes. He then pointed forward, and a surge of sword energy, like an angry dragon raising its head, roared and rushed forward. The terrifying sword energy swept away everything in his sight, and it seemed that nothing could stop his sword energy.

A mountain was merely grazed by a single wisp of sword energy, and the peak snapped in half, its upper half sliding diagonally down and shattering at the foot of the mountain, its cut surface as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the thunder that filled the sky.

"Not bad!"

Feng Bingwen was amazed by the sky full of sword light. In every respect, Qin Tianque was the strongest human cultivator he had ever seen in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but that was all.

"I just don't know if it can take a beating!"

The young man walked through the air, drawing forth thunder from the heavens. Around him, five-colored divine light swirled, blocking any sword energy that dared to touch him.

The Five Directions and Five Elements Supreme Mysterious Divine Power is a highly comprehensive divine power. It can be used for gathering, defense, and even escape techniques. It can be used for almost anything and is worthy of its unique attribute of encompassing all five elements.

"What are those two up to? Why are they getting closer and closer?"

The many human prodigies who were watching were thrilled by the magnificent scene before them, which far exceeded what one would expect from a Transcendent Realm cultivator. It was worth the effort they had put in to come here and join in the excitement.

However, as bystanders, they quickly realized something was wrong. The rogue cultivator, accompanied by a sky full of lightning, was approaching the Daoist disciple of the Heavenly Sword Dao. His intentions were all too clear. And the Daoist disciple, instead of retreating, advanced and took the initiative to meet him.

"I heard that the rogue cultivator crippled Xu Hong of the Star Gazing Pavilion in just two moves. He's supposedly a ruthless master who cultivates both immortality and martial arts. He probably approached Qin Tianque because he wanted to beat him up!"

"Hehe, Qin Tianque's words are really infuriating. I don't have the strength, but if I could, I would like to punch him hard in the face."

"If he approaches his senior brother with such thoughts in mind, then he might suffer a loss!"

Among the onlookers were genuine disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so their private relationship with this Daoist was not very good, but in front of outsiders, they naturally had to uphold the dignity of the Daoist Sect.

"Look, they've matched up!"

boom!

The ring-shaped energy waves, clearly visible to the naked eye, erupted at the point of battle, sending sand and stones flying and dust billowing in their wake. Naturally, this could not obstruct the gaze of the group of prodigies.

Your intentions are too obvious!

In the center of the battlefield, Qin Tianque calmly reached out to block the fist that was about to hit him in the face. Feng Bingwen was not the first to want to punch him in the face, nor would he be the last.

Do you know what a grand and imposing situation means?

Looking at the swordsman who blocked his fist, Feng Bingwen was slightly surprised. This guy did not have the blood energy of a martial artist, but every inch of his body was filled with sharp sword energy. Although he was not a dual cultivator of immortality and martial arts, he had a physique that was no less than that of a martial artist. At least he would not fall into a disadvantage in close combat.

A standard hexagonal swordsman, with no weaknesses!

However, as Feng Bingwen reached behind him, the Purple Profound Black Dragon, which was roaring in the sea of ​​thunder and blocking hundreds of spiritual swords, suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a black jade bead no bigger than a coconut, which landed in Feng Bingwen's hand.

Feng Bingwen, holding the jade bead, threw it at Qin Tianque's face without thinking. The sword cultivator, who had remained calm throughout, could no longer hold back and his expression changed drastically.