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29 Do you think you are worthy of being called a martial arts practitioner?

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Qi into Trinity!

This move of the Quanzhen Sword Technique was executed by Zhao Zhijing with an extraordinary aura.

The three sword shadows were chaotic and sharp. They tore through the air like cold lightning, causing the air to creak. They charged toward Su Liu at an extremely terrifying speed.

After seeing Zhao Zhijing's sharp sword move, the Quan Zhen Sect disciples could not help but whisper in surprise,

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhao to actually master this move!”

"As expected of the number one person among the second-generation disciples!”

"Senior Brother Zhao will definitely be able to get rid of this Demonic Priest and avenge Senior Brother Yin!”

Even Zhao Zhijing himself was somewhat pleased with himself. A hint of unsuppressible contentment and joy surfaced in his eyes.

Among the three generations of disciples in Quan Zhen Sect, he and Yin Zhiping were the leaders.

Now that Yin Zhiping was dead, there was almost no doubt about the successor of the sect leader.

"If I can take down this fellow, the position of the next sect master of Quan Zhen Sect will definitely be mine!”

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhijing's eyes were burning with passion. The speed of his sword attack increased by 30%, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smug sneer.

"Demonic Priest, watch your sword!"

However, this sword move that the so-called number one of the third generation of Quan Zhen Sect used with all his might was no different from a child's trick to Su Liu, who was a Zongshi realm pinnacle expert.

"You dare to show off your insignificant skills in front of me!”

With a chuckle, Su Liu turned his hand into a claw and gently extended it forward. The fiery red claw shadow that whistled out instantly tore the three sword lights apart.

It was the Nine Yin Divine Claw!

Immediately after, Su Liu turned his claws into fingers. His slender and fair fingers were like iron pliers, and in a flash, he clamped the sharp sword tip between his fingers.

Zhao Zhijing paled in shock and desperately tried to snatch the sword back. However, the other party's two seemingly slender fingers seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai. No matter how he struggled, he could not move them at all.

"You... You…"

Su Liu chuckled and flicked his finger on the sword.

"With your swordsmanship, I'm afraid you won't be able to take a single move from me even if you practice it for another hundred years.”

"Clang ~"

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out. The longsword forged from the Tempered Diamond instantly shattered. Dense patterns spread out like a spider web. The sword body shattered inch by inch, turning into pieces of scrap metal.

Zhao Zhijing was also shaken by this powerful force. He staggered back a few steps, and a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. His face was pale as he fell to the ground.

He looked at the bare sword hilt in his hand, his face as pale as a sheet of paper.

Meanwhile, Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Zhijing gritted his teeth and shouted at the Quan Zhen Sect disciples behind him,"

"There's no need to talk about morality in the martial world when dealing with evil spirits!”

"Disciples of Quan Zhen Sect, attack together with me and kill the evil spirit.”

"Yes, sir!"

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed could be heard.

Dozens of Taoist priests charged over with swords.

"Surround him. Don't let him escape. Kill him!”

In the blink of an eye, more than ten swords flashed with cold light and charged at Su Liu.

"Foolish."

Su Liu shook his head. He didn't even bother to unsheathe his Rainbow Sword and casually extended his claw.

He turned his hand into a claw, and his five fingers were like hooks.

His slender and fair palm seemed to be forged from divine gold, and it was indestructible. He directly grabbed at the long swords that were stabbing at him. With a loud cracking sound, more than ten long swords were shattered almost at the same time.

Su Liu casually used the Nine Yin Divine Claw and tore the swords into pieces.

This kind of power shocked the Quan Zhen Sect disciples.

" My sword is broken!!"

" What demonic technique is he using?!"

Su Liu couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on these ants. He directly attacked and flipped his palm. Vast and mighty zhenqi instantly whistled out and gathered into a huge fiery red palm print in the air.

The scorching Nine Suns Flying Rainbow True Qi burned the air and made sizzling sounds. Dozens of Quan Zhen Sect disciples were sent flying by the palm before they could react. Blood flowed all the way and they finally rolled on the ground. It was unknown if they were dead or alive.

In Su Liu's eyes, these so-called disciples of famous sects were no different from ants.

He could easily crush them to death!

Even the best second-generation disciples of Quan Zhen Sect like Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping were just slightly stronger ants!

At this moment, looking at the Quan Zhen Sect's disciples lying on the ground in a miserable state, Zhao Zhijing swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His eyes were filled with fear and even his hands were trembling.

His eyes reddened, and he gritted his teeth. With the last of his courage, he picked up a sword from the ground and stabbed at Su Liu.

"Demonic Priest, I'll fight it out with you!"

Su Liu glanced at him and smiled.""You can't even hold your sword steadily. Are you even worthy of being called a martial artist?”

After saying that, he raised his hand and stretched out into the void. As his five fingers grabbed, vast and mighty true energy whistled out and finally transformed into an invisible hand. In an instant, he grabbed Zhao Zhijing's sword into his palm.

In the next moment, Su Liu's palm moved slightly and twisted the sword made of refined iron. It twisted like a fried dough twist and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

"Which do you think is harder, your head or this sword?”

Seeing this, Zhao Zhijing was almost scared out of his wits. He felt his legs go soft and knelt down with a thud. He said in a trembling voice,

"Rao... Spare me!"

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