Chapter 2589: Same person, different fate

With the long sword in his hand, Sun Bing's whole body was different. The sharp sword intent spread in all directions, and everyone could feel the threat like a ray of light on his back.

For a moment, a look of fear appeared on the faces of the seven monks. After all, Sun Bing's reputation was too great.

Even at this moment, everyone is in the same realm, but they still dare not step forward, as if their lives may be in danger at any time.

Upon noticing this, Sun Bing's eyes flashed with disdain.

But soon, the seven people also noticed this, especially when they saw the disdain in Sun Bing's eyes, as if they were humiliated.

Then you can hear the leading monk roar directly:

"We have a large number of people, and he is only one person. What is he afraid of? Do you really think that he can still be worth ten at this moment?"

After finishing his words, the man turned his gaze to Sun Bing again, with a ferocious sneer on his face and said:

"Sun Bing, just be a stepping stone for us in the future. I will pay homage to you on this day next year."

Immediately, all the power in this man's body exploded, and he showed no mercy as soon as he took action, attacking Sun Bing with all his strength.

As for Sun Bing at this moment, he could only hear a gust of strong wind coming. When he turned his head, he could see a huge palm print on the sky.

When he arrived, a faint sense of crisis emerged in his heart.

After all, no matter how powerful Sun Bing is in the outside world, his defensive power at this moment is just that of a saint.

Moreover, everyone here seems to be only a saint in cultivation, but their own vision and insight are still at the level of a half-emperor, so this move is so exquisite that no saint can compete with it head-on.

After this move, the other six people seemed to have come to their senses at this moment, looking at Sun Bing with no fear in their eyes.

Attack after attack suddenly appeared and attacked Sun Bing.

Under the siege of seven people, almost all of Sun Bing's escape routes were blocked. It only took one hit for Sun Bing to fall.

Even at this moment, some people have a trace of confusion in their eyes, imagining the scene of reaching the top in the future.

But from the beginning to the end, there was no panic on Sun Bing's face. The Zhanlu Sword in his hand flashed with a faint fluorescence, and the sword suddenly swung in front of him.

"Watch the world"

The bright sword light erupted, and the sharp aura enveloped all directions.

Only a huge roar could be heard. Under the sword light, the huge palm collapsed instantly, and even the aftermath of the sword energy continued to rush towards the front.

For a moment, the face of the leading monk changed, but

Not to be outdone, he gritted his teeth and attacked Sun Bing again.

At this moment, the remaining six attacks descended on the surrounding areas. Under the layers of cover, the space was extremely obscure, causing countless ripples.

Sensing the continuous attacks from all around, Sun Bing couldn't avoid it and swept out with another sword.

"Across all directions"

Immediately, a sword light flashed like a full moon, centered on Sun Bing, and spread out in all directions. It was as beautiful as a crescent moon rising.

But the next moment, the terrifying sword intent erupted, and even the attack launched by seven people was so fragile in front of this sword.

Waves of roaring sounds were heard, and the only thing left between heaven and earth was the strong wind that swept towards the surroundings.

"How can this be?"

The eyes of the seven monks who witnessed this scene were filled with disbelief.

But the next moment, I could still only feel a huge force coming in front of me. In the hurry, I could only go all out.

However, even the full blow just now was unable to compete with Sun Bing, not to mention the defense that had been formed hastily at this moment. In the end, he could only feel the burst of bone-chilling pain.

Then his throat felt sweet, he opened his mouth and spat out bursts of blood, and the seven people couldn't help but fly back.

As for Sun Bing, he stood quietly in the center of the battlefield holding a sword, his clothes being blown by the strong wind.

It makes a sound and looks extremely chic.

"Ahem... We are all in the realm of saints. Why are you so powerful? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

At this moment, the seven monks finally stood up reluctantly, holding their chests, looking at Sun Bing with eyes filled with horror and deep reluctance.

You must know that with just two moves, the seven monks were completely defeated.

During the whole process, Sun Bing was not injured, and even with their joint attack, they did not even touch the corner of Sun Bing's clothes.

This is a huge blow to the seven of them.

After hearing this question, Sun Bing couldn't help but reveal a sneer:

"Even if we are in the same realm, so what? What I have always been best at is cross-border fighting. When I was in the saint realm, I could defeat the Supreme Being. As for you?"

These few words made the seven monks tremble in their hearts. At this moment, they finally thought of it.

If he were not in this world, Sun Bing's cultivation would only be at the peak of the Supreme. He had not even reached the Half-Emperor, but he could make hundreds of tribes fearful and could compete with the powerful Tianzun. Killing the Half-Emperor would be like slaughtering a chicken.

Therefore, even if they are in the same realm, the strength they can exert is different. This is exclusive to the proud ones.

we can even say,

Even though Sun Bing did not unlock the "Zongheng Sword Technique" when he met these people, he was still able to achieve the final victory through his eyesight and the most basic sword technique.

It just took a little longer.

After realizing this, the seven cultivators couldn't help but feel bitter in their hearts. Thinking back to their previous ambitions, they now looked so ridiculous.

But at this moment, Sun Bing showed no mercy. The cold light in his eyes flashed, and the powerful sword energy once again poured into the Zhanlu Sword.

Only a bright sword light could be seen passing by, and there was no life in the seven cultivators.

Just as Sun Bing was about to leave, he could feel that a mysterious Dao rhyme suddenly descended in the world, and thousands of inscriptions flashed because of this.

Then, the figures of the seven cultivators completely turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Sun Bing.

The whole speed was so fast that Sun Bing didn't react at all, and a warm current suddenly broke out in his body.

Then, Sun Bing was quite surprised to find that his cultivation level, which had just entered the Saint realm, had directly reached the late Saint realm.

Recalling everything that had happened before, Sun Bing's face changed slightly, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that the power in the bodies of the seven cultivators who just died was absorbed by me?"