Ning Wuque's sword had just been condensed when Yang Zhen's feet were already raised. The ground beneath his feet was cracked inch by inch, and his body was as fast as lightning, and he came directly in front of Ning Wuque.

Everyone was shocked and frightened by Yang Zhen's sudden kick.

No one expected that Yang Zhen's speed would be so fast.

Ning Wuque never expected that facing him, a strong man who was about to break through the Tribulation Period, Yang Zhen would be so decisive and instead of retreating, he advanced and kicked him.

I saw a big foot getting bigger and bigger, kicking towards my face. The most important thing was that the soles of Yang Zhen's feet were covered with gutter oil and vegetable leaves from somewhere, which looked extremely disgusting.

Ning Wuque sneered repeatedly. Although the speed was fast, it was simply wishful thinking to kick him in the face like this!

In an instant, Ning Wuque thought of countless ways to deal with the situation, and the simplest and quickest one was to move aside, then control the long sword with the talent inscription in the air and kill Yang Zhen with one blow from behind.

As the big feet became bigger, the sinister smile on Ning Wuque's face became more and more intense.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion, which was not at all abrupt in the eyes of the strong.

The mouths and eyes of the people around were getting bigger and bigger, watching as Yang Zhen's big feet were about to imprint on Ning Wuque's face. Because the speed was too fast, a drop of gutter oil was thrown out from under Yang Zhen's soles, drew an arc, and fell to the ground.

Hide!

Ning Wuque dodged! Everyone's eyes began to focus, and they all saw that Ning Wuque was about to make a nearly perfect sideways movement, and even the feather fans in their hands were fanned to match his perfect posture.

Perfect!

Everyone's breathing stopped, just for a moment.

Ning Wuque suddenly shuddered all over, and the smile on his face stopped abruptly, replaced by horror and disbelief.

Bang! A dull sound was heard, and Yang Zhen's big foot landed on Ning Wuque's face, neither side biased nor symmetrical.

Boom! Ning Wuque looked up and fell backwards. He was already confused in mid-air, with a look of astonishment on his face. A rotten leaf that looked like a golden and jade cabbage was kicked into Ning Wuque's mouth by Yang Zhen. Ning Wuque flew back and subconsciously closed his mouth, but pulled the leaf down.

Ning Wuque flew back and did a beautiful backflip in the air, landed perfectly, stepped back a few steps, and stood firm.

Ning Wuque spat out the dirty vegetable leaves in his mouth and looked at Yang Zhen in doubt. A large shoe print made of an oil-water mixture was clearly visible on his face.

Everyone then remembered that Yang Zhen was not only a cultivator in the Lianxu period, but also a cook in the kitchen of the Lingxue Palace.

But it was precisely because of this that everyone was even more surprised and shocked.

With such a cultivation level that had no sense of existence in the crowd, he actually kicked Ning Wuque away with one kick, and even a piece of vegetable leaf stuck on his foot was put into Ning Wuque's mouth.

This... is simply unbelievable! Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, their faces filled with disbelief.

Only a very few people saw clearly that it was not that Ning Wuque could not dodge, but that the moment he dodged, his face changed drastically, as if he was restrained by something. He was kicked in just a pause.

After the kick, Yang Zhen looked at the footprint on Ning Wuque's face, was slightly startled, raised his foot to look at the sole, frowned, rubbed the sole of his foot on the ground, grinned and said: "I'm sorry, I accidentally stepped into the swill basin when I came here, and it hasn't dried up yet..."

Swill basin! Hearing this, everyone felt like retching.

Ning Wuque's face changed wildly, with a mixture of blue and red revealing a sense of rage and murderous intent.

Yang Zhen saw Ning Wuque was angry, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face: "Don't be angry, it's not worth it to hurt your body. How about you wait for me, I'll change my shoes and continue fighting?"

Pfft! Everyone burst out laughing.

Damn, can you be a little more mean? You're halfway through a fight and you're still changing your shoes. You really are thinking about Mr. Ning.

Ning Wuque was furious and roared. He changed the magic gestures with his hands continuously. In a moment, the wind and clouds changed rapidly, and the violent fluctuations of his soul covered the sky and the sun. Amid the violent shocks, waves of raging true energy condensed in the air into long swords emitting murderous intent.

"Yang Dingtian, you should feel lucky. You are the first person to die under my Qinglian Sword Technique!"

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"Oh no, everyone, get out of the way quickly. It is said that this Green Lotus Sword Technique is extremely powerful and can destroy the heavens and the earth."

Hearing the name of the Green Lotus Sword Technique, everyone was shocked and stepped back.

Even Palace Master Liu exchanged a look with the old Palace Master with a solemn expression, and with a wave of his hand, a light curtain composed of talent inscriptions enveloped Yang Zhen and Ning Wuque to prevent anyone else from getting hurt.

In mid-air, violent spiritual power attached to the Green Lotus Sword Technique, making it difficult to tell which sword was real and which was fake.

Perhaps, every sword that exudes terrifying murderous intent is real.

In mid-air, the violent air waves suddenly condensed into an extremely huge green lotus. Below the green lotus, countless long swords emerged, covering the sky and the earth, making everyone's scalps numb.

With such a powerful sword technique, no matter how fast Yang Zhen was, how many could he dodge? For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Zhen, who had a burning gaze.

Wait... a burning gaze? Seeing Yang Zhen's expression, everyone was stunned. Could it be that Yang Zhen was not thinking about how to deal with it, but was thinking that this Qinglian Sword Technique was awesome?

Just when everyone was in doubt, Yang Zhen suddenly cried out, pointed at Ning Wuque and said happily: "Oh, this is good, this is good, I didn't expect that spiritual power can be played like this, let me try it too!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The people around looked at each other, and the corners of most of their mouths began to twitch.

What do you mean you should try it too?

The Green Lotus Sword Technique is the secret of Beigu Temple. It is extremely powerful and mysterious. Even among the disciples of Beigu Temple, not every one of them can comprehend it. So why not give it a try?

Who do you think you are? Ning Wuque was also stunned, and laughed loudly, pointing the feather fan in his hand directly at Yang Zhen, and the shoe prints on his face were deformed by laughter:

"This is ridiculous. The Green Lotus Sword Technique is a way of using the power of the soul. Even my father praised its complexity. It is also extremely difficult to comprehend. You...what are you doing?"

Before Ning Wuque could finish his words, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yang Zhen suddenly stood up straight with a serious face, and his hands made various gestures continuously, which made people dizzy and no one knew what he was doing.

The most outrageous thing is that there was a whooshing sound coming from his mouth, as if he was dubbing for himself.

These gestures looked extremely mysterious, but without any fluctuation of true energy, they seemed to be just for show.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Was Yang Zhen here to make fun of me? At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly laughed out loud, made a weird hand gesture, and said excitedly, "It's done!"

The next moment, as the energy waves around Yang Zhen rolled, a force of the soul suddenly erupted, covering the sky and the earth in the blink of an eye, and even the Green Lotus Sword Technique was forced to retreat.

Amid the sounds of terrifying rolling air waves, Yang Zhen's strange voice was heard.

"Multiple Shadow Clone Technique: Give Ben Xinnuo some... some resources!"

Boom! The heaven and earth roared, and countless Yang Zhens appeared behind Yang Zhen.

They are lifelike, with playful smiles on their faces.

"Beat him!" Yang Zhen, who was at the front, pointed his finger.

Countless Yang Zhens made deafening noises at the same time, and a white cloud of air waves burst out from under their feet, rushing towards Ning Wuque.

"Beat him"

Countless voices rang out.

Ning Wuque was so scared that he almost turned around and ran away.

(End of this chapter)