Boom!
Just then, Sect Master Zhou Tong's aura surged once more, and sparks of lightning flickered incessantly over the flying sword before him.
"Speak. Who sent you to disrupt the Seven Peaks Grand Competition?"
Sect Master Zhou Tong looked coldly at Xu Taiping.
His words were merely an excuse for this attack.
And precisely because he had that excuse, Elder Black Dragon could not intervene to stop him, despite disapproving.
"Sect Master, I won fair and square. All the senior brothers present can bear witness."
Xu Taiping straightened his back and raised his head.
Having thought through his final move, he no longer had anything to hold him back. At worst, the fish would die and the net would break.
At his words, Sect Master Zhou Tong gave a cold smile.
As his aura surged yet again, the flying sword before him shot straight at Xu Taiping with a whoosh.
Facing this attack, Xu Taiping called out to Sister Lingyue.
Liu Chuxuan awakened Patriarch Wuya.
A Meng and his disciple Chen Hao both pressed their hands to their sword hilts.
Boom!
But at that very moment, an explosive crash like a thunderclap suddenly rang out above Five Elders Pool.
Immediately afterward, with a bang, a huge figure slammed heavily onto the Stored Swords Grounds.
Everyone looked closely and discovered that it was actually a ghost corpse.
Moreover, this ghost corpse had long hair, and its face was not withered and sallow like an ordinary ghost corpse's. It was unmistakably the most ferocious kind of ghost corpse-a flying jiangshi.
Clang!
As cries of alarm rose all around, a flying sword descended from the sky, piercing the head of the still-living flying jiangshi and pinning it dead to the ground.
It was a bone sword with an exceptionally broad blade, an archaic