Two Chengying clones, each wielding a Chengying sword, attacked Bai Ze from left and right.
This time, Lu Ping took the initiative and launched the attack first.
"Chengying Sword Form."
Seeing the two Chengying clones attacking, Bai Ze merely glanced and recognized the origin of this technique.
His body did not move, remaining steadfast in place.
Lu Ping and Elder Jiang watched as Bai Ze lifted his forehoof and stomped it heavily on the ground.
A loud boom.
A massive force, centered on where he stomped, surged outward in all directions.
This power, like a powerful shockwave, swept over the two Chengying clones in an instant.
The two Chengying clones shattered like glass, scattering into a rain of light, losing their combat effectiveness.
Bai Ze's stomp easily neutralized Lu Ping's attack.
"The power of the Third-Layer Nascent Soul is indeed formidable."
Lu Ping narrowed his eyes, assessing Bai Ze's strength.
