Zhang Qing deliberately provoked him, saying, "Zhunnti, it seems you think achieving the Quasi-Saint Realm is enough to avenge that sword blow from back then?"
Sure enough, as soon as Zhunnti heard Zhang Qing bring up the past, his fury flared. "You little thief, if the Sanqing hadn't been present back then, this poor priest would have torn you to pieces and turned you to dust! Your master isn't around today; let's see how I strike you down inside my Bodhi Grand Array!No sooner had Zhunnti finished speaking than he swept the Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree in his hand straight at Zhang Qing's head.Zhang Qing had long guarded against this shameless person, unhurriedly raising his hand and bringing his sword down in a chop toward the incoming Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree.With a soft swish, the colored glaze glass on the Seven-Treasured wondrous Tree was sliced off by the Chengying Sword.The Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree, famed for sweeping away everything, failed to unleash its proper might in the hands of Zhunnti—who possessed a Quasi-Saint's cultivation—and was cleaved half-ruined by a single sword stroke from Zhang Qing.
Zhunnti never expected the sword in Zhang Qing's hand to be so sharp.He stroked the Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree with a pang of heartache, his true spirit already clouded by the murderous intent in his heart.
Chapter 47