Qing Xuan Zhenren made a move, and this momentum was like a wave, overwhelming the whole world, filling the entire heaven and earth.

This momentum is unimaginable, he seems to have surpassed everything, and he is the only one left in heaven and earth!

Everyone changed color in unison, just a little breath, is Qingxuan Zhenren already so terrifying?

Not to mention those who were weak in cultivation, all the monks present who had reached the seventh level of the Jindan stage felt frightened.

Everyone is a monk of the same realm, and the level is about the same.

But they felt an extreme threat from Qingxuan Zhenren's body, which was a force that could threaten their lives.

"Is he already that strong?"

Someone muttered in a lost voice, they can be regarded as a character, but compared to Qingxuan Zhenren, it is like the gap between fireflies and the sun.

They are very unwilling, but there is no way, the strength of the people is already here.

Invincible at the same level is not something to be said casually.

"This young man is dead, the second master, do we need help?"

In the other section of the sky, the shopkeeper of Dongcang Pavilion frowned slightly and asked the second master.

The power of Qingxuan Zhenren even made him feel palpitations, not to mention Qin Ming, who was only at the sixth layer of the Jindan Stage.

The second master shook his head, "It's just a small person, don't be busy making a move." ”

His tone was indifferent, and he had no intention of making a move. Although he appreciated Qin Ming a little, it was just appreciation.

When I came here to watch the battle, I didn't come here for Qin Ming, but I haven't had this kind of excitement in the Demon Immortal City for a long time, so it's good to come and take a look.

All in all, in his eyes, Qin Ming was not qualified to let him come to the rescue.

"Understood. ”

The shopkeeper nodded, and didn't say anything more, but carefully observed Qing Xuan's real person's tricks.

Qing Xuan Zhenren was full of sword energy, as if even he himself had already turned into a fairy sword.

Countless sword qi that was too small to perceive combined and crushed towards Qin Ming like waves.

If you can't resist, you will definitely be split into pieces by this countless sword qi, or even become powder!

"Oh, little Doyle. ”

In the face of such a terrible blow, Qin Ming laughed indifferently, stretched out his finger, and swiped forward.

"Boom—"

A shocking scene appeared, only to see the wave of sword qi being forcibly split into two halves.

With Qin Ming as the center, a golden light shot out, like cutting a cake, cutting the wave of sword qi and dividing it to both sides.

The monks on both sides avoided one after another, or they sacrificed magic weapons to resist.

Their faces were shocked, and everyone was so surprised that they couldn't believe that what was happening before them was real.

This little garbage easily broke the attack of Qingxuan Zhenren?

"A little strength, no wonder you dare to be so blind!"

Qing Xuan Zhenren's face did not change, he waved his long sleeves, and under the surge of green light, a dazzling sword light that was almost 100 zhang slashed out from top to bottom.

Hundreds of zhang of sword light were like a green dragon roaring, tearing through the sky.

Before the sword qi arrived, everyone already felt the pain of being cut.

In the air, there were countless tiny sword sounds, which were the result of the collision of sword qi.

Everyone was horrified, and this sword alone was already extremely fearful.

Even if he was proud, he had to grit his teeth tightly at the moment and couldn't speak.

"This sword, even I don't dare to take it hard, otherwise the sword qi will enter the body, and it will be extremely dangerous!"

Above the void, the shopkeeper of Dongcang Pavilion had a very solemn face, and he asked himself that his strength was no worse than He Jun, but compared with Qingxuan Zhenren, the gap was obvious.

Therefore, not only him, but everyone knows that Qin Ming is dead.

It may be said that he was lucky to survive just now, but this time even if he was lucky, it was useless.

At this time, Qin Ming didn't have the slightest worry, his body soared into the air, and the golden light in his right hand shone brightly, turning into a golden flying sword.

When the Jin Huang Sword appeared, it was also a great sword qi, and it slashed together with the sword of Qingxuan Zhenren.

"Boom-"

A deafening earth-shattering sound sounded, and the golden sword light suddenly collapsed, but the cyan sword light also shattered in response, turning into countless blue lights, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Qin Ming stood with his sword in his hand and looked at the other party with a smile, "Your swordsmanship is indeed amazing, but it's a pity that this bit of strength is useless to me." ”

"You ......"

This time, Qing Xuan Zhenren was really surprised.

He knew the power of this sword very well just now, even a monk of the same level could threaten it, and if he wanted to kill a piece of garbage, it was not a problem.

But this garbage in his eyes actually broke his sword alive?!

He suddenly found that the ants he had always looked down on seemed not so simple.

Not only him, but all the people watching the battle also widened their eyes with an incredible expression.

An unruly little monk can actually block a blow from Qingxuan Zhenren?

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would want to believe it even if you said it, right?

Looking at Qin Ming, who was still alive and well, Qing Xuan Zhenren was not only angry this time, but also had more jealousy and solemnity in his heart.

"I'm underestimating you. ”

After that, Qing Xuan Zhenren pinched the sword technique in his hand, and an incomparably dazzling cyan light rose from his heavenly spirit cover to the sky.

The blue light appeared, turning into a flying sword with a whole body of blue.

"This is his Qingxuan Flying Sword?!"

"I actually forced Qingxuan Zhenren to use a flying sword, this kid can be regarded as dying without regrets, right?!"

As soon as this sword came out, everyone recognized it immediately, isn't this the Qingxuan Flying Sword that Qingxuan Zhenren has cultivated for many years?

It is said that he will only draw his sword when he is fighting a strong enemy.

An ordinary opponent doesn't even have the qualifications to let him play the sword, let alone force him to this point.

But today, a stinky boy they originally looked down on has forced Qing Xuan to this point!!

It's just that everyone understands in their hearts that once the Qingxuan Flying Sword is unsheathed, it means that Qingxuan Zhenren has used his true strength.

In this way, no matter how strong the opponent is, there is only one death!

Under the control of Qing Xuan Zhenren, the Qing Xuan Flying Sword hummed constantly, and it was actually divided into nine and turned into nine identical flying swords.

"Whoosh-"

Nine flying swords struck out together, turning into nine cyan streamers and attacking Qin Ming, each drawing an arc in the sky, and the angle was extremely tricky.

But seeing Qin Ming standing in the void, holding the Golden Huang Sword, he faced the nine cyan flying swords.

"Dingding-ding-"

Qin Ming swung his long sword and fought with these cyan flying swords, and the sword qi was swung, as if the entire void was about to be divided.

When it collided with the cyan flying sword, it would burst out with an extremely strong impact, making the Jin Huang Sword almost come out of his hand.

However, his own strength is extremely terrifying, so this bit of anti-shock power is nothing to him.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Qing Xuan Zhenren was extremely unhappy in his heart, because there was no doubt that Qin Ming already had the strength to fight against him.

The ants he looked down on had the same level of strength as him, which made him extremely unhappy.

"Condensation!"

Qing Xuan Zhen let out a loud shout from his mouth, and the nine cyan flying swords above the void were pulled and immediately merged into one.

Nine swords become one, turning into a shocking giant sword!

The sword qi burst out from above, overwhelming the world, as if it was going to fill the entire heaven and earth.

The power of this sword is obviously more terrifying than before!!

"Amazing, the power of this sword is close to the eighth layer of the Jindan Period!"

This time, even the second master of Dongcang Pavilion had a solemn face, because he also felt the horror of Qingxuan Zhenren.

The sword light fell, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, the blue light was shining, full of charm but also containing infinite terror.

But Qin Ming's face still did not change, he rushed forward with the golden sword in his hand and fearlessly died, the long sword waved, and the golden light poured out, intercepting the cyan sword light.

"Town!"

Qin Ming's arm was forced, the spiritual power in his body was rolling and flowing, and the golden sword light was like a scorching sun, releasing an amazing energy.

His actions were too violent, too direct, and he actually suppressed the cyan sword light.

In the end, the blue light swayed, and there were signs of instability.

Qin Ming exerted his strength again, suppressing all the cyan light. After losing the sword qi wrap, the body of the Qingxuan Flying Sword appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is a three-foot Qingfeng, simple and atmospheric, and the word "Qingxuan" is engraved on the hilt.

Qin Ming grabbed the Qingxuan Flying Sword and laughed: "Hahaha, this sword is good, it's mine!"

After that, he used his spiritual power to completely wrap the Qingxuan Flying Sword to prevent the flying sword from escaping, and then put it in the storage bag.

"Poof!"

Qing Xuan Zhenren was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were dark.

(End of chapter)