Sword Emperor

For a moment, fear emerged on the faces of the seven cultivators. After all, Sun Bing's reputation was just too great.    

Even though all of them were at the same realm, they still didn't dare to step forward, as if their lives would be in danger at any moment.    

Sensing this, a trace of disdain flashed across Sun Bing's eyes.    

But soon, the seven of them realized this, especially the disdain in Sun Bing's eyes, as if they had just been humiliated.    

The leader of the group let out a furious roar.    

"We have the advantage in numbers, but he is only one man. What is he afraid of? Does he really think he can fight ten people at the same time?"    

After saying that, the man turned his eyes to Sun Bing and said with a ferocious sneer on his face.    

"Sun Bing, just be honest and become our stepping stone in the future. Today next year, I will pay my respects to you."    

Immediately, all the energy in this man's body erupted. Without showing any mercy, he attacked Sun Bing with all his strength.    

As for the current Sun Bing, he could only hear a strong wind blowing towards him. When he turned around, he could see a huge palm print descending from the sky. A faint sense of crisis emerged in his heart.    

After all, no matter how powerful Sun Bing was in the outside world... His current defensive strength was only that of a Saint.    

Furthermore, everyone who was in this place seemed to only be a Saint, but their eyesight and knowledge were still at the level of half-monarch. Therefore, this technique was extremely exquisite, and no Saint could fight it head on.    

After this move, the other six people seemed to have regained their senses. They looked at Sun Bing without any fear in their eyes.    

One after another, attacks were launched at Sun Bing.    

Under the joint attack of seven men, almost all of Sun Bing's escape routes were sealed. As long as he was hit once, Sun Bing would die along with him.    

At this moment, there were already people who had a blurred vision in their eyes, imagining the scene of them reaching the peak in the future.    

However, from beginning to end, there was no sign of panic on Sun Bing's face. The Zhan Lu sword in his hand was flickering with a faint fluorescent light. The longsword suddenly waved in front of him.    

"Overrun the Four Seas!"    

A brilliant sword light burst out, and a sharp aura spread out in all directions.    

A huge explosion could be heard. Under this sword light, the huge palm collapsed instantly, and the residual waves of the Sword Qi were still rushing forward.    

For a moment, the expression of the leading cultivator changed, but he refused to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and attacked Sun Bing once again.    

At this moment, the remaining six attacks landed on the surroundings. Under the layers of protection, the space was extremely obscure, and countless ripples were created.    

Sensing the continuous attacks coming from the surroundings, Sun Bing had nowhere to run. He swung his sword again.    

"Crossing the Eight Directions!"    

After that, a sword light that looked like a full moon flashed. With Sun Bing as the center, it spread out in all directions. It was beautiful and beautiful, like a rising moon.    

However, in the next moment, a terrifying Sword Meaning burst out. Even if it was an attack launched by seven people, it was still so fragile in front of this sword attack.    

A series of explosions sounded out. The only thing left between the heaven and earth was the strong gale that kept sweeping towards the surroundings.    

"How is this possible?"    

The seven cultivators who had witnessed the scene with their own eyes were filled with disbelief.    

However, at the next moment, they could only feel a tremendous force approaching them. In their haste, they could only try their best.    

However, even his full-strength attack just now was unable to match Sun Bing's attack, let alone the defense formed in his haste. In the end, he could only feel a bone-piercing pain.    

Then, they felt a sweetness in their throats, and they spat out mouthfuls of blood. The seven of them couldn't help but fly backwards.    

As for Sun Bing, he stood quietly in the center of the battlefield with his sword in hand. His clothes were fluttering in the strong wind, making him look extremely elegant.    

"Cough cough... We are all Saint Stage warriors, but why are you so powerful? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"    

At this moment, the seven cultivators finally stood up with their hands on their chests. Their eyes were filled with shock and unwillingness as they stared at Sun Bing.    

One should know that in just two moves, the seven of them had suffered a crushing defeat.    

Throughout the entire process, not to mention getting injured, their combined attack didn't even touch the corner of Sun Bing's clothes.    

This was no different from a huge blow to the seven of them.    

Upon hearing this question, the corner of Sun Bing's mouth couldn't help but reveal a trace of a cold smile.    

"So what if they are in the same realm? All along, I have always been good at crossing realms to fight. When I was at the Saint Stage, I was able to kill a Supreme Being. As for you all? "    

These few short words caused the hearts of the seven cultivators to tremble. At this moment, they finally thought of something.    

If it wasn't for this world, Sun Bing's cultivation base would only be at the peak of the Supreme Being Realm. He hadn't even reached half-monarch yet, but he was still able to make the Hundred Clans fear him. He was able to fight against Heavenly Sovereign, and killing half-monarch would be like slaughtering chickens.    

Therefore, even if they were at the same realm, the strength they could display would be different. This was the exclusive property of the geniuses.    

It could even be said that even though Sun Bing didn't unseal the Overrun Sword Arts when he met these people, he was still able to obtain the final victory through his own eyesight and the most basic Swords Arts.    

However, it might take a longer time.    

After realizing this, the seven cultivators couldn't help but feel bitter in their hearts. When they recalled their previous lofty ambitions, they found it ridiculous.    

However, Sun Bing didn't show any mercy at this moment. A cold light flickered in his eyes, and the vigorous Sword Essence was once again channeled into the Zhan Lu sword.    

A bright sword light flashed across the seven cultivators' bodies, and they no longer had any life force left in them.    

Just as Sun Bing was about to leave, he could feel a mysterious Meaning of Dao suddenly descending from the sky. Thousands of inscriptions were sparkling because of this.    

After that, the silhouettes of the seven cultivators turned into a ray of light, and rushed towards Sun Bing.    

Their speed was so fast that Sun Bing didn't even have the time to react. A warm current burst out from his body all of a sudden.    

Then, Sun Bing was surprised to find that his cultivation base, which had just entered the saint realm, had reached the late stage of the saint realm.    

Recalling everything that had happened, Sun Bing's expression changed slightly. He thought to himself, "Could it be that I have absorbed the energy in the bodies of the seven cultivators who just died?"