When the many sect forces of the Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Prefectures saw Xuanyuan Qingtian come out to replace Shen Tianxing, joy filled their hearts, and excitement appeared on their faces.
They had assumed that Shen Tianxing was already the strongest existence under the Divine Sword Sect.
Thus,
An elder from a first-rate force of the Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Prefectures, who had waited for a long time, immediately leaped out and challenged Xuanyuan Qingtian without the slightest courtesy.
But the result...
Xuanyuan Qingtian did not even draw the magic treasure in her hand. With merely a casual, light wave, she unleashed an unmatched might of divine thunder, blasting the elder until his hair stood straight up like instant noodles, his face turned black as the bottom of a pot, green smoke rose from his body, and he was reduced directly to a lump of charred coal.
As the elder opened his mouth, revealing four large white teeth and spewing out a mouthful of green smoke, he crashed to the ground with a bang and completely fainted.
In the end, an invisible force directly teleported him off the arena.
"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so weak. I hit a little too hard, but you still have one breath left."
Xuanyuan Qingtian murmured.
That was right. After that Ninefold Divine Thunder tribulation, she had already mastered a trace of the laws of divine thunder.
Using it against this elder truly was like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken—a bit excessive.
Upon seeing this scene, the experts from the many sect forces of the Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Prefectures all shuddered, as though they were the ones who had been struck by lightning.
Especially after hearing Xuanyuan Qingtian's words, they nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.