Qin Luo activated the principles of wood.

A surge of life energy flowed into Shen Jianyi's body, and his wounds healed rapidly.

The younger generation in the audience were stunned, and even many of the older generation of experts looked solemn. Qin Luo's methods were no less powerful than those of the powerful figure behind Lei Lingyun.

"It's Master Qin!"

Ning Zhanpeng looked excited.

Bai Yu knew Qin Luo's strength well; his chest still ached slightly.

As Wu Qiuhao recalled his experience at Longhu Temple, sweat poured down his forehead. Fortunately, Huaying gave him a way out that day, allowing him to escape unscathed.

Qin Luoneng was able to sit in the first seat on the right. Everyone knew he was very powerful, but no one knew exactly how strong he was or whether he could contend with the older generation of powerful figures in the Immortal Realm.

Lei Lingyun stood up, his teeth clenched and his face grim. As a prodigy of the immortal realm and the holy son of Burial Sword Mountain, he had actually been defeated by a sword cultivator from the mortal realm.

"Again!"

Lei Lingyun gripped the spear tightly.

Chen Jianyi refused to back down: "I'll fight you to the bitter end!"

Qin Luo patted Chen Jianyi's shoulder lightly, smiled, and said softly, "I'll take care of it."

Shen Jianyi was able to strike Lei Lingyun with a single sword strike just now because the latter was careless and underestimated his opponent. Now that Lei Lingyun is on guard, it will be difficult for Shen Jianyi to have a chance to strike him.

"Alright, Brother Qin."

Chen Jianyi returned to the viewing platform.

He watched Qin Luo's retreating figure with gratitude in his eyes. Shen Jianyi knew that Qin Luo regarded him as a friend and hoped that he could help Qin Luo in his lifetime.

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience. The surrounding prodigies looked at Chen Jian with new respect, and the older generation of experts nodded in praise, all believing that he had the potential to become a sword immortal.

Lu Ming nodded with satisfaction.

All eyes were once again focused on the square.

Watching Chen Jian leave, Lei Lingyun pointed his spear at Qin Luo and said coldly, "Are you also a sword cultivator?"

"I guess so."

Qin Luo remained calm.

"hehe!"

Lei Lingyun's eyes turned crazed, dark lightning patterns appeared between his brows, and his whole body was surrounded by dark purple lightning, like a demon god. He no longer concealed his strength, and the juniors around him trembled in fear. Even Chen Jianyi was still in fear.

"Thunder Slash!"

Lei Lingyun suddenly swung his spear!

Dark purple lightning shot towards Qin Luo, tearing the ground apart and creating deep ravines.

Qin Luo stood still, the golden light around him surging like flowing water, finally condensing into a huge golden arm, the golden palm shattering the terrifying lightning.

Lei Lingyun's pupils shrank sharply; his full-force attack was easily blocked by Qin Luo.

"careful!"

The old man in black robes looked greatly surprised.

Qin Luo cultivated the golden light to a state of perfection. He condensed a golden arm and slapped it towards Lei Lingyun. The golden hand fell like a five-finger mountain, and the terrifying pressure made Lei Lingyun unable to move. Fear filled his eyes.

The audience's morale soared.

In the blink of an eye, the balance of power shifted.

The old man in black robes was shocked. He raised his right hand, and a dark Dharma image appeared out of nowhere. The Dharma image only had an upper body, but even with only the upper body, it was still tens of feet tall.

Bai Yu asked in confusion, "Half a Dharma Form?"

Jiang Ding said with a serious expression, "True immortals are suppressed by the rules in the mortal world and cannot unleash their full power. Even so, they are still extremely terrifying beings."

"Is he a true immortal?"

The shock in Bai Yu's eyes was palpable.

Qiu Wuji said in a deep voice, "To be able to condense a Dharma form, one must at least be a Tribulation Transcending Immortal. No wonder they are so arrogant."

The dark Dharma image raised its hands, trying to lift up the Five Finger Mountain. However, when the Five Finger Mountain fell, the black-robed old man felt his scalp tingle and could only raise his hands high.

Boom!

The dark Dharma image collapsed with a roar.

Lei Lingyun and the old man in black robes knelt down at the same time, prostrating themselves before Qin Luo.

"Hahaha!"

Laughter erupted from the audience.

The older generation of powerful figures on the viewing platform looked at each other, unable to smile. They knew Qin Luo was very strong, but they never expected that even a Tribulation Transcending Immortal would only be able to kowtow before him.

Duan Shifang now understood why Qiu Wuji had placed Qin Luo in such an important position.

"good!"

Chen Jian clapped his hands and cheered.

Bai Yu chimed in, "Hahaha, how embarrassing! At least I didn't kowtow back then."

Lei Lingyun's head was bleeding from being banged on the ground. This feeling of being trampled underfoot was even more torturous than being killed by a sword. He was like an ant in front of Qin Luo, powerless to resist.

They originally intended to intimidate the sword cultivators in the mortal realm, but they didn't expect to encounter Chen Jianyi and Qin Luo.

The black-robed elder's Dharma image was crushed, and he suffered a backlash, his foundation severely damaged. "Daoist Master, we were blind and ignorant. Please show mercy!"

Qin Luo said calmly, "I don't like bullying the weak. Do you like it?"

"dislike!"

Lei Lingyun quickly shook his head.

The old man in the black robe shook his head in agreement.

"Really?"

"real!"

Lei Lingyun kowtowed repeatedly.

"Hahaha."

In the audience, the younger generation couldn't stop laughing. Qin Luo shook his head slightly and said softly, "Even they don't believe your nonsense."

The old man in black robes trembled all over. "Daoist Qin, if you dare to kill us, Burial Sword Mountain will never let you off!"

"I don't like threats!"

Qin Luo was somewhat unhappy.

The golden Five Finger Mountain has completely fallen.

Boom!

Lei Lingyun and the old man in black robes were crushed.

The Great Xia Sword Sect was in an uproar, but Qiu Wuji on the viewing platform broke out in a cold sweat. Those were the Holy Son and Elders of Burial Sword Mountain. Killing them would be tantamount to making an enemy of Burial Sword Mountain.

"Master Qin! You are mighty!"

"Master Qin! You are mighty!"

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