Killing with Every Strike, Closing In Step by Step

Looking at the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator rolling on the ground and screaming in agony, all the cultivators in the third trial were stunned.

How steadfast was the will of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator? Yet he could not endure the pain and could only scream.

It was impossible to imagine just what degree of agony he was suffering at that moment.

More importantly, this Nascent Soul Realm cultivator who had just tried to attack Lu Qing was at the Nascent Soul Six Tribulations stage.

His cultivation realm was a full level higher than Lu Qing's.

Yet after only a single exchange, one arm had been severed, sword qi had entered his body, and he had been grievously wounded and knocked to the ground, screaming without end.

Wasn't this Fifth Tribulation brat only skilled in speed? Why was his true combat strength also so formidable?

For a time, everyone's gazes toward Lu Qing were filled with apprehension.

That flash of sword light just now had been far too terrifying.

Even they had not the slightest confidence that they could withstand it.

After grievously wounding a Sixth Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator with one sword strike, Lu Qing's expression did not change in the slightest.

He did not even spare the others another glance.

That man's words just now had been nothing but unreasonable pestering.

There were not many people in the third trial, and the Sword-Testing Stone was so large that one could comprehend it from any direction. There was fundamentally no distinction of who had come first.

The reason he had wanted to attack Lu Qing was merely because he coveted the secrets on Lu Qing's person.

Naturally, Lu Qing would not be courteous toward someone harboring such ill intent.

His gaze fell upon the screaming Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.