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Not only did this not make Ling Jian feel even the slightest bit of fear, instead, it completely ignited the fighting spirit in the depths of his heart, defeating the Third Elder from the strongest side down to the bottom of his feet. Then, from today onwards, he believed that there would no longer be such senseless provocation and challenge within the Qing-Yun Sect!
"The Voice of Heaven!"
Ling Jian roared in his heart as he stomped on the ground, his body also jumping up at the same time, shocking the surrounding Qing-Yun Sect disciples. At this moment, the crystal clear flute in Ling Jian's right hand was suddenly cut out like a sword, and a ray of light was spreading out from the flute. Faintly, the sound of a distant flute could be heard in the air, as if it was the sound of nature itself.
It was as if what he held in his hand was not a simple musical instrument, but a divine sword capable of splitting apart the heaven and earth, and capable of cutting through the void.
This move was not purely an attack, but an intense mental interference.
Although the third elder's attack was astonishing, he instantly felt a strange feeling spread out from the depths of his mind. Then, his originally clear-headed brain suddenly became flustered, and his consciousness suddenly became out of control. The powerful attack he had launched earlier was like a deflated ball, losing its normal sharp edge.
BOOM! BOOM! "Boom!
The third elder and Ling Jian seemed to have instantly turned into two vicious beasts that fiercely collided with each other. In just a few breaths of time, Ling Jian had already sent out hundreds of punches, and the power of each punch was as fast as lightning as it landed on the third elder's body. In the air, there were a series of metal explosive sounds.
"Bang!"
Ling Jian turned his fist into a palm, a Wu Dang palm without the slightest offensive power, in that instant, it suddenly struck the Third Elder's chest. In front of the Third Elder's chest, a deep gully appeared, and his body fiercely shot out.
"Ah!"
Under countless astonished gazes, the Third Elder's body shot out from the void like a kite with its string cut.
"This... Third Elder actually lost to Ling Jian?! "
The disciples of the third elder's faction were all frightened out of their wits. They became dumbstruck as if they had lost their sight.
They had never thought that in their hearts, their invincible Master would be defeated by a single battle in the span of a few breaths.
Not to mention the third elder's group of disciples, even the disciples from the other faction screamed in horror as if they were ducks with their necks cut off.
Could the young school head be hiding his cultivation?!
Was this the legendary "when encountering strong, then strong"?
Ling Jian, who was supposed to be defeated by the Third Elder in one move, had exceeded everyone's expectations. On the contrary, the Third Elder had been defeated by Ling Jian in one move.
Just how frightening was this Young Sect Master?
Silence filled the air.
"Hahaha, Third Elder, you are getting old. You can't even fight back with bones. Come, come again. If you still need bones to loosen up, then don't hesitate to come, haha."
Ling Jian laughed heartily as he descended from the sky, pointing at the Third Elder with the Spirit Summoning Flute, filled with provocation, he revealed the Spirit Summoning Flute unrestrainedly in front of everyone, clearly making them mistake it as a very powerful divine weapon. The reason why he was able to defeat the Third Elder despite being at a higher level was because the Spirit Summoning Flute's power could not be underestimated.
However, even though there was the interference of the Soul Summoning Flute, the Third Elder's initial burst of power was not to be underestimated. That burst of power caused Ling Jian to feel as if he was facing a great enemy, and his entire body tensed up as he killed Lin Li, Wang Long, and the three snake pythons one after the other, and then faced off against the explosive power of the Third Elder.
Only now could Ling Jian be considered to be in this world. In the Qing-Yun Sect, he had truly been proud and arrogant, defeating two core disciples of the Third Elder's faction, then defeating the Three-Headed Snake, and finally killing it. Then, under the gaze of everyone, he defeated the invincible Third Elder in one move, which meant that Ling Jian had truly gained a foothold in the Qing-Yun Sect, and gained the strength that matched his status.
"How could it be like this? How did I suddenly become unconscious? "
The Third Elder, Xiao Lingtian, landed on the ground with a thud. After rolling a few times, his unconscious mind woke him up.
When he heard Ling Jian's blatant taunts, his face was filled with shock and anger. With a "wow", he spat out a mouthful of blood and his eyelids closed. He had actually fainted.
When the Fifth Elder had let the three Elders swallow the Soul Summoning Pill, the three Elders had already lost their consciousness.
He could not believe that he was not Ling Jian's match. Although he had suffered countless injuries on his body, they were all superficial wounds without the slightest hint of lethality. The one that truly possessed the power of killing was not simply a wound, but a self-esteem!
The Third Elder's self-esteem had been completely destroyed in front of everyone's eyes, causing him to lose all his dignity. Naturally, he could not afford to embarrass himself, and he fainted on the spot.0
"How can this be? Could it be that the Third Elder still wants to do something? "
When Ling Jian heard what the Third Elder said before he passed out, he could not help but sneer.
"Hehe, because you've already been controlled by me. As long as I'm here, even if you're an expert of the tenth level of the martial path, I can still kill you!"
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