Taking Down a Fighter Jet with a Sword

That surface-to-air missile headed straight for the helicopter that Lu Xuan was riding in.

"Holy sh*t!"

Lu Xuan cursed without a second thought, deeming the move to be a little too direct and aggressive, given how someone decided to take him out right there and then.

He leapt from the helicopter right away. If a person were to fall from such a height, they might have as well crashed onto a hard, rocky surface, even though the sea was right beneath them.

He generated a huge amount of air right beneath his feet, buffering his fall somewhat before generating even more air, buffering his fall even further.

He eventually managed to land on the surface of the sea like a feather.

He swayed about with the waves and did not sink into the water.

Being able to walk on water was one of the inherent capabilities of cultivators, and he would continue to be suspended above the water until his Spiritual Qi reserve ran out.