My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Of course, Yuan Tuling didn't stop.

It was because two slender fingers firmly clamped the blade of the Minghai Sword in the middle.

This sword can easily cut off a bunch of large stars even if they are lined up in a row.

But he couldn't move even an inch between these two seemingly fragile fingers.

Zhong Qing held the Minghai Sword between two fingers of his left hand and touched his chin with the other hand.

"Well, I have the finger-snapping technique. This move is called the Spiritual Finger."

If the disciples in the Ninth Heaven who were familiar with Zhong Qing were here, they would definitely say that this was not like their master's naming style at all.

In the past, Master would just give it tasteless names like "Killing Fist".

In particular, Qilin Xiaohei strongly agreed with this.

Of course, no one will complain here.

Because everyone was in a daze.

Seeing Zhong Qing grasp this extremely powerful sword with his own eyes, the shock was no less than when he just killed seven True Immortals in a snap of his fingers.

But something even more shocking happened in an instant.

Zhong Qing retracted his two fingers and pinched them lightly.

There was only a click and a crisp shattering sound.

Cracks began to appear on the dark blade of the Minghai Sword.

The ferocious smile on Yuan Tuling's face had turned into fear at this moment.

The next moment, Zhong Qing put his fingers together again, and with a loud crash, the Minghai Sect's sacred sword instantly turned into fragments all over the sky.

Yuan Tuling screamed, dropped the hilt of the sword in his hand, turned around and flew desperately towards the direction of the star gate teleportation array.

At this moment, he was already scared out of his wits.

Zhong Qing raised his eyebrows, caught a flying fragment, and used his finger to perform another magical power.

With a puff, the head of the fleeing Yuan Tuling, like the seven True Immortals and Huangfu Zhongtian before him, exploded directly like fireworks.

The headless body fell from the air and landed heavily on the floor of the venue.

The venue fell into silence again.

The shock in everyone's heart was beyond words.

Not only did he easily block the powerful sword with two fingers.

He even managed to crush the famous and powerful immortal weapon, the Minghai Sword?

And it seems that he didn't use any magical powers or abilities at all.

What kind of terrifying power is this?

On the purple unicorn, the spiritual god Qingyu's eyes twitched.

The Spirit Guards have always been known for their strong physical bodies, but in his knowledge, even those Spirit Marshals do not have such terrifying physical strength.

How can a weak human body, without the infusion of spiritual power, cultivate to such a level?

But this is obviously not the time to think about these things.

With the death of Yuan Tuling.

On their side, there is no real immortal who can stand out.

Of course, there are more than just these people in Yuan Tuling’s faction.

But I witnessed the scene where everyone's heads exploded into fireworks.

Who else dares to stand up without knowing how to live or die?

This ceremony was intended by Yuan Tuling to declare his presence to the powerful forces in all the major regions, as well as to be a succession ceremony to deal with his opponents and enemies.

It ended in such an abrupt way.

All that remained in the venue was a deathly silence that lasted for a long time.

Among the crowd, he was the first to come to his senses.

But it was Dongfang Huaiyi.

He reacted immediately, but without thinking much else, he quickly bowed to Zhong Qing and turned around to go to the venue.

With a wave of his hand, the Golden Spear shattered the shackles and restrictions that bound Dongfang Huairen, and then released the seal.

"Feiryu, how are you? Are you okay?"

Dongfang Huairen breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his cultivation level recover.

"I'm fine, Feihu..."

He raised his head and looked at Zhong Qing in the sky with complicated eyes.

"this……"

Dongfang Huaiyi was excited to save his elder brother, but he was also deeply shocked.

After all, it was the first time he saw this master take action.

Following Dongfang Huairen's gaze, Dongfang Huaiyi took a deep breath and showed a look of pride.