Chapter 732 The Great Killing Technique

The ancient sects in the thirty-five states who were most concerned about this battle were terrified the moment they saw the magic bow and the cold star on the bowstring. Not to mention Zhang Qian who had the cold star aimed at his forehead, these powerful forces, who were so far away, all had the feeling that their true spirits were being stared at, and this feeling made them very uncomfortable.

"It is indeed the Jiutian Sect. None of their innate spiritual treasures are simple. It seems that the old saint master of the Tianxu Sect is not going to hold back and directly uses a killing move."

"It's a pity that we don't have the innate spiritual treasure in our hands. Otherwise, how could the Jiutian Sect dare to plunder the innate spiritual veins of our state and take them for themselves? Now we are at a disadvantage in the confrontation."

"Hmph, so what? We are already at war with the Jiutian Sect, unless they hand over the innate spiritual veins they looted from various states. But do you think this is possible? For the sake of our Taoist lineage and our sect's inheritance, even if I die in this catastrophe, I must take back the innate spiritual veins that originally belonged to us!"

"This Zhang Qian's body is terrifying, comparable to a human king, and he has a great grudge against the Jiutian Sect, and he is also entangled with the Ten Emperors' family. He was born in the ancient Jianhu Palace in Xingyun Province. Although the Jianhu Palace is gone now, he is still on our side after all. Maybe we can try to win him over. If he can join us, we will have more confidence in fighting against the Jiutian Sect next time."

Zhang Qian was unaware of the discussions of these powerful forces. The moment the old saint pulled the bowstring and condensed the cold star to aim at him, his expression froze. He knew that he must not take this attack head-on, otherwise he would suffer a great loss.

This bit of cold star is most likely the old saint's great killing technique. When the old saint releases the bowstring, it will be earth-shattering.

The old saint leader of Tianxu Sect knew that Zhang Qian had a technique to disappear suddenly, which was completely unpredictable, so he did not wait at all. As soon as the cold star condensed, he put all his spiritual consciousness into the cold star, locked onto Zhang Qian's Niwan Palace between his eyebrows, and then released his fingers.

Rumble...!
The bowstring vibrated and made a sound like thunder. A visible vibration wave swept out. The rebound force of this thin bowstring was unparalleled. The cold star disappeared in an instant. Its speed directly surpassed the light of the stars and reached the speed of the thought.

Just think of it and it will come!

Han Xing's speed was so fast that he appeared at Zhang Qian's forehead as soon as he was chanted.

In that split second, Zhang Qian had no time to dodge. The cold star descended, and he felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows. His Niwan Palace was icy cold, and his true spirit was trembling with the unparalleled sharpness and coldness of the cold star.

This cold star is the real killing technique that the old saint lord uses with the help of the innate Hunyuan magic talisman. Zhang Qian feels that this cold star even has some of the power of the innate chaotic sword energy. It is also indestructible and can break anything. It may even hurt the immortal body!

It was too late for him to dodge, but at that moment, his mind strangely became extremely calm, as if he had become the incarnation of Heaven, without desires or demands and extremely indifferent. In fact, at this moment, hundreds of thousands of rule-based Dao gods, including four half-step Daluo Dao masters, were all blessing him, allowing his comprehension to reach an astonishing level.

The terrifying blessing of his understanding made Zhang Qian's thinking extremely flexible, and in an instant he incredibly thought of several ways to resist.

Clearly he was facing a life-and-death crisis, and his Niwan Palace would be pierced and his true spirit would be destroyed in the next moment. But at this moment, he felt that he had plenty of time. Han Xing's forward speed became extremely slow, as if it was slowed down by the power of time.

Of course, this is not the case. Instead, he has been endowed with the enlightenment of hundreds of thousands of rules and regulations, which has caused his thinking speed to increase countless times. In the time it takes for others to have one thought, he can have hundreds of thousands of thoughts. What a terrible gap this is.

The speed at which time passes depends on the speed of living beings' thinking!

Many creatures only have a lifespan of one day, or even shorter. In the eyes of ordinary people, the lives of these creatures are pitiful and extremely short, but in the perception of these creatures themselves, they have lived for a very long time. This is caused by the difference in thinking speed between humans and these creatures. The faster the thinking speed, the clearer the perception of the passage of time. Now Zhang Qian's thinking speed is hundreds of thousands of times faster than that of ordinary people. He can clearly see this extremely fast cold star, and he feels that the cold star's forward speed is not fast, but very slow.

"He's done, he can't hide anymore!"

Countless powerful people felt that Zhang Qian, who was in a dilemma, was doomed.

However, something happened that surprised everyone. An oval mirror suddenly appeared above Zhang Qian's head. The mirror emitted a ray of light that enveloped Han Xing.

The majestic power of time was reversed in the mirror's light. At this moment, Zhang Qian's control over the Kunlun Mirror reached the pinnacle. With the blessing of hundreds of thousands of rules and divine insights, he made the use of the Kunlun Mirror reach its peak.

Han Xing's speed slowed down, Zhang Qian gently stretched out his hand and clenched it, and the four divine swords of killing and trapping merged into one.

The four divine swords, which used to take a lot of effort to merge into one, completed the merger in an instant with the blessing of hundreds of thousands of rule-based Taoist enlightenment, and then an invisible innate chaotic sword energy appeared at the tip of the sword.

Ding!
No one saw when the magic sword in Zhang Qian's hand was thrust out, including the Half-Step Daluo Dao Master who was present. They only saw a magic sword with clear light appear inexplicably in Zhang Qian's hand. The tip of the magic sword drew a mysterious trajectory and hit Han Xing!

Seeing this scene, even many Half-Step Daluo Dao Masters couldn't help but rub their eyes. They didn't see the changes clearly at all, which made them feel very uncomfortable.

Buzz buzz...!
After a deafening roar, the innate chaotic sword energy at the tip of the sword collided with the cold star. The two terrifying killing forces collided directly, and circles of destruction appeared.

All the threads of rules around Zhang Qian and the old Saint Lord were broken, and the void was annihilated into a paste-like acquired chaos. In an instant, the two were surrounded by infinite acquired chaos and entered a place where they could not control themselves.

brush!
Zhang Qian's eyes flashed, and the wonderful feeling of doing whatever he wanted and controlling everything just now faded away. This feeling was very wonderful, it was an indescribable state of mind, not just the blessing of hundreds of thousands of rule gods, but an outburst of great terror when he was in the desperate situation of life and death.

After this wonderful state of mind faded away, Zhang Qian felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Fortunately, his body was very strong and he was able to stabilize his body.

Looking at Han Xing who had disappeared, Zhang Qian felt a sense of fear!
"It was a close call. If I hadn't exploded to my limit in the midst of the terror of life and death, I would have died just now. It turns out that the Saint Lord-level beings of the Jiutian Sect all have hidden killing techniques!"

After the fear, he immediately felt boundless anger. The outcome of almost dying made Zhang Qian's eyes red, and he stared at the old saint leader of the Tianxu Sect opposite him.

However, the old Saint had a dull look on his face at this moment, with an expression of disbelief. The attack just now was his trump card, which he would not use easily. The only times he had used it, the enemy would die instantly. However, this invincible killing technique was blocked, which made the old Saint unbalanced and his mind went blank!
(End of this chapter)