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"What a joke! I'm the elder of Xuanjian Faction! I have practiced the art of swordplay for almost thirty years! Unlike a greenhorn like you, I alone can defeat dozens of trash like you in one go!"

It was apparent that Elder Qing Yun did not treat Chen Xiaobei seriously. Right after he finished talking, he swung his sword at Chen Xiaobei.

*Swoosh*

Immediately, his sword was covered in white-gray True Kang. A series of cyclone-like Qi was moving around the sword. It looked like it could destroy everything in its sight!

"Blazing Cyclone Slash!"

With both hands holding the sword tightly, Elder Qing Yun was going to cut off Chen Xiaobei's head. In an instant, strong wind begun to sweep off all the dried leaves from the ground. A storm was brewing and it was about to tear Chen Xiaobei into pieces!

"So powerful! That is Elder Qing Yun's ultimate move! It seems like he is not going to allow his opponent to fight back!"