As everyone marveled, Lin Qingzhu couldn't help looking at Ning Wangshu and asking, "Wangshu, do you think... that Cheng Xinyin can withstand the power of Xuanxin Shangren's sword technique?"
Ning Wangshu smiled. "That sword technique is powerful, and Xuanxin Shangren's cultivation is decent, but against Cheng Xinyin, it's nowhere near enough."
"Hm?"
Lin Qingzhu was taken aback and was about to ask more.
Just then, looking at the countless streams of Sword Qi bearing down from the sky, Cheng Xinyin's lips curled with scorn. "Xuanxin, oh, Xuanxin. It seems you haven't made much progress in the past fifty years!"
"You dare show your face with such paltry tricks?"
At his words, Cheng Xinyin suddenly raised his hand and pressed down from afar!
In an instant,
the whole world shuddered with a rumble.
A surging force burst forth like a mighty river in flood.
"Bang! Bang, bang, bang..."
In the blink of an eye, an invisible force crushed the countless streams of Sword Qi and swept them several li away. Countless streams couldn't withstand it and exploded, shattering on the spot!
"Clang!"
Even the Flying Sword Xuanxin Shangren had summoned rang out with a cry and spun backward through the air!
The sky instantly cleared!
"Thud, thud, thud..."
With his sword technique broken, Xuanxin Shangren staggered back several steps.
He jerked his head up and stared at Cheng Xinyin in the air, aghast. "You—you... You've actually reached the Nascent Soul Realm!? How is that possible!?"
He couldn't believe it!
His words sent a stir through the crowd.
"What? Cheng Xinyin is a Nascent Soul expert!?"
"Good heavens, no wonder he dared come after Xuanxin Shangren and the Taiyi Sword Sect. He's reached the Nascent Soul Realm!"
"Then it looks like Xuanxin Shangren really will die here today, and the Taiyi Sword