Even those so-called big bosses of the underground world, the leaders of evil forces who can influence the direction of the world, or the big bosses in high positions, do not have such a strong and suffocating aura.

Moreover, this seemed different from the aura emanating from his body. It was more like the deep sense of shock that the sword brought to them. It was like a warning and a declaration of its own power.

However, they still could not understand or truly explain how that momentum was generated.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing, who was surrounded by the crowd, was suddenly stunned, and his hand holding the sword suddenly clenched.

He clearly felt that the sword force that had just been restrained flowed into his body along the Sword of Asking Dao, wandering wildly and violently in his body, carrying an extremely strong aura of destruction.

The violent sword force seemed to want to break out of the shell, and also seemed to want to condense in one place, but it could never find a real breakthrough.

Zhang Beixing clenched his teeth and frowned. He knew that this sword force must be released and a breakthrough must be found. If this sword force is allowed to wander freely in the body, it may cause burden and impact on the body.

He was also worried that if he forcibly absorbed this powerful sword energy, it would create hidden dangers for his body, which would erupt during his future sword practice.

If such a thing really happened, then his sword-training career might come to an end.

Zhang Beixing would never allow such a thing to happen, nor would he want to see such a thing happen.

Soon, he thought of how to find an outlet for this sword force.

That is to immediately draw out the sword of asking for the truth and practice swordplay on this basis. In this way, not only can the powerful sword force be vented, but it can also allow him to carefully experience the sword force during the sword practice process, deepen his understanding of the sword force, and greatly help the subsequent sword practice process.

However, now there are officers, Director Li, Captain Liang and others around, if he swings his sword here, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not hurt innocent people. After all, he now has mastered the sword energy.

Fortunately, his mastery of sword energy is still in its early stages. He cannot point and hit anywhere, or split mountains and seas with a wave of his hand like in martial arts novels or film and television works.

But he didn't have much time left. He felt that if he didn't release the powerful sword energy and practice sword skills, the damage it would cause would be unbearable and would also have an impact on his body.

"Commander Xu, Director Li, please step back or leave this room immediately. I can't control myself anymore."

After Zhang Beixing finished saying this, he immediately grabbed the sword and retreated more than ten steps, stopping only when he was several meters away from the crowd.

When everyone present heard Zhang Beixing's words, they were stunned at first, and then they looked at Zhang Beixing who was retreating in surprise.

After all, at this time no one would understand why Zhang Beixing said this, and no one would think about the real meaning of Zhang Beixing's actions.

However, before they could really react, they heard a loud "clang".

Zhang Beixing retreated more than ten steps, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and in an instant he pulled out the sword.

With a flash of cold light, the bright sword body of the Dao Sword burst out with an aura even more powerful than before, instantly enveloping the entire reception room, causing their hearts to tremble again.

The next second, everyone retreated one after another until they reached the door of the reception room. Their pupils shrank sharply as they looked at Zhang Beixing in surprise.

At the same time, Zhang Beixing, who was holding the sword, threw the scabbard in his other hand aside and held the hilt with both hands. His eyes had changed drastically, and a cold, murderous, and destructive aura emanated from him, which quickly converged and then spread rapidly.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire reception room became extremely strange and even depressing, and everyone once again felt that feeling of being unable to breathe.

Then, they saw Zhang Beixing holding the sword in both hands and slowly raising it above his head, as if he would chop it down in front of him at any time.

Zhang Beixing stared at the ground in front of him, his breathing was steady, and his heart was as calm as water. Even the violent sword energy in his body could not affect him at all.

He slowly guided the sword force and gathered it onto the Sword of Asking Dao in his hand, and wanted to release as much of this sword force as possible by swinging the Sword of Asking Dao.

Only by doing this can he ensure that he will not be affected and will not affect the people in the room.

At this time, he closed his eyes, feeling that the sword force was no longer violent and violent, and gradually calmed down.

At the same moment, the pupils of the people around them suddenly contracted, and they shuddered at the same time. A chill that rose from the soles of their feet, rushed straight to their spines, and even to their minds made them deeply feel the taste of fear, a kind of endless fear that came from the bottom of their hearts.

This feeling is indescribable and words cannot fully express its horror.

They had never experienced such a state so vividly before, and if they wanted to find a similar feeling, perhaps it could only be compared to the moment of being on the verge of death.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the sword in Zhang Beixing's hand.

They were keenly aware that the heart-pounding pressure just now seemed to be emanating from the sword of Tao in Zhang Beixing's hand, and then quickly spread to every corner of the reception room.

However, before this, none of them had ever had such a feeling when seeing this sword, nor had they ever felt the pressure and momentum that made them tremble with fear.

Could it be that the key to the problem really lies with Zhang Beixing?

As soon as this thought came to mind, everyone looked up at Zhang Beixing, their eyes filled with astonishment, confusion and deep puzzlement.

Because in their impression, Zhang Beixing had never shown such momentum, let alone such a terrifying momentum emerging when he held the sword.

It felt like being surrounded by countless sharp swords and being pierced by thousands of arrows at any time.

At this moment, even Zhang Beixing himself was stunned. He also felt the surge of sword power and realized that when he held the Sword of Asking the Way, both himself and the sword were emitting that terrifying sword power.

This was not something he could control at will, nor was it something he could send and receive freely. Everything seemed to have made some kind of breakthrough, or to have been freed from constraints.

Could this be the inexplicable state he had just realized? Was it the opportunity to break through to the third level?
He couldn't be sure yet, nor could he give a clear answer, just as he didn't understand what caused this uncontrolled outburst of sword energy.

However, at this moment, the sword energy that was emanating suddenly converged, as if it had returned to the sword.

Everyone suddenly felt unprecedented relief. The terrifying feeling of oppression disappeared without a trace in an instant, making the heavy stone in their hearts fall to the ground, and even their breathing became smoother.

At that moment, they really felt that the atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing, and even their breathing seemed to be suppressed. The fear in their hearts continued to surge, making them unable to resist or have any thoughts. Their legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead and they could not move at all.

And now, all of this has disappeared.

what on earth is it?

Such questions arose in everyone's mind, because they really didn't understand what caused this, and they couldn't be sure whether the terrible pressure just now was really caused by Zhang Beixing.

However, based on their feelings and the current situation, Zhang Beixing is the most likely candidate.

But no one knows or understands why Zhang Beixing was able to do this.

Xu Tairan twisted his stiff neck, glanced at Li Wenshan who was still in shock, and signaled with his eyes: "Director Li, do you know what's going on?"

Li Wenshan shook his head slowly and responded with his eyes: "I don't know, but the momentum just now was indeed very scary."

Then the two of them turned around and looked at Zhang Beixing in astonishment.

Because as far as they knew, they had never seen such a terrifying aura in anyone.

Even those so-called big bosses of the underground world, the leaders of evil forces who can influence the direction of the world, or the big bosses in high positions, do not have such a strong and suffocating aura.

Moreover, this seemed different from the aura emanating from his body. It was more like the deep sense of shock that the sword brought to them. It was like a warning and a declaration of its own power.

However, they still could not understand or truly explain how that momentum was generated.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing, who was surrounded by the crowd, was suddenly stunned, and his hand holding the sword suddenly clenched.

He clearly felt that the sword force that had just been restrained flowed into his body along the Sword of Asking Dao, wandering wildly and violently in his body, carrying an extremely strong aura of destruction.

The violent sword force seemed to want to break out of the shell, and also seemed to want to condense in one place, but it could never find a real breakthrough.

Zhang Beixing clenched his teeth and frowned. He knew that this sword force must be released and a breakthrough must be found. If this sword force is allowed to wander freely in the body, it may cause burden and impact on the body.

He was also worried that if he forcibly absorbed this powerful sword energy, it would create hidden dangers for his body, which would erupt during his future sword practice.

If such a thing really happened, then his sword-training career might come to an end.

Zhang Beixing would never allow such a thing to happen, nor would he want to see such a thing happen.

Soon, he thought of how to find an outlet for this sword force.

That is to immediately draw out the sword of asking for the truth and practice swordplay on this basis. In this way, not only can the powerful sword force be vented, but it can also allow him to carefully experience the sword force during the sword practice process, deepen his understanding of the sword force, and greatly help the subsequent sword practice process.

However, now there are officers, Director Li, Captain Liang and others around, if he swings his sword here, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not hurt innocent people. After all, he now has mastered the sword energy.

Fortunately, his mastery of sword energy is still in its early stages. He cannot point and hit anywhere, or split mountains and seas with a wave of his hand like in martial arts novels or film and television works.

But he didn't have much time left. He felt that if he didn't release the powerful sword energy and practice sword skills, the damage it would cause would be unbearable and would also have an impact on his body.

"Commander Xu, Director Li, please step back or leave this room immediately. I can't control myself anymore."

After Zhang Beixing finished saying this, he immediately grabbed the sword and retreated more than ten steps, stopping only when he was several meters away from the crowd.

When everyone present heard Zhang Beixing's words, they were stunned at first, and then they looked at Zhang Beixing who was retreating in surprise.

After all, at this time no one would understand why Zhang Beixing said this, and no one would think about the real meaning of Zhang Beixing's actions.

However, before they could really react, they heard a loud "clang".

Zhang Beixing retreated more than ten steps, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and in an instant he pulled out the sword.

With a flash of cold light, the bright sword body of the Dao Sword burst out with an aura even more powerful than before, instantly enveloping the entire reception room, causing their hearts to tremble again.

The next second, everyone retreated one after another until they reached the door of the reception room. Their pupils shrank sharply as they looked at Zhang Beixing in surprise.

At the same time, Zhang Beixing, who was holding the sword, threw the scabbard in his other hand aside and held the hilt with both hands. His eyes had changed drastically, and a cold, murderous, and destructive aura emanated from him, which quickly converged and then spread rapidly.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire reception room became extremely strange and even depressing, and everyone once again felt that feeling of being unable to breathe.

Then, they saw Zhang Beixing holding the sword in both hands and slowly raising it above his head, as if he would chop it down in front of him at any time.

Zhang Beixing stared at the ground in front of him, his breathing was steady, and his heart was as calm as water. Even the violent sword energy in his body could not affect him at all.

He slowly guided the sword force and gathered it onto the Sword of Asking Dao in his hand, and wanted to release as much of this sword force as possible by swinging the Sword of Asking Dao.

Only by doing this can he ensure that he will not be affected and will not affect the people in the room.

At this time, he closed his eyes, feeling that the sword force was no longer violent and violent, and gradually calmed down.

Hearing this, Zhang Beixing's tension eased a little. Then, he carefully considered his words and slowly spoke with a long exhalation:

"Commander Xu, Director Li, what I am about to say may be hard for you to believe, but I sincerely guarantee that everything I say is true."

Upon hearing this, Xu Tairan and Li Wenshan nodded heavily, their brows furrowed, and their expressions became serious.

Zhang Beixing's words instantly stirred the emotions of everyone present. They all cheered up, some were shocked, some were heavy, and some stared at Zhang Beixing with bated breath, expecting the next answer. (End of this chapter)

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