"The Imperial Soldier Captures the Immortal?" everyone was confused.

"Isn't the Flying Dragon Emperor also a cultivator of the Hidden Dragon Duel?"

"How can there be such a secret art?"

Ming still asked with a confused expression.

"Who stipulated that the Great Emperor could only have one secret technique?" Lu Chen said slowly.

The emperor, that is the dragon and phoenix among the people, the capital of the sky, the person who gathers the great achievements of an era, the pride of the sky, is a legend of the era.

They are all figures at the pinnacle of an era, even in the eternal years, these people are the best among them, and they are famous.

And everyone is alone, there is no one before and no one after him, and he takes the lead, leaving the predecessors and descendants far behind, which is difficult to surpass.

Such people are all people who have come into contact with the Ten Thousand Laws of the Nine Realms, and have never realized their own Tao from them and created a Law that suits them.

After all, other people's is someone else's, only what they create is the most suitable for themselves, at most they just learn from their predecessors, and never copy the Tao of their predecessors.

It can be said that every emperor is a know-it-all expert, and it is understandable to control a few more secret techniques, who stipulates that one person can only have one secret technique.

It can be said that among these great emperors that Lu Chen knows, which one is not a thousand means, there are so many secret techniques, everyone uses one secret technique a day, and hundreds of thousands of years may not be able to exhaust the secret skills of a great emperor.

"It turns out that the Flying Dragon Emperor still has such a means!"

"It looks amazing!"

The crowd began to talk in the carriage.

Lu Chen smiled dumbly and shook his head slightly.

Everyone is still too ignorant, and they even said that the "Imperial Soldier Capture Immortal Duel" looks very powerful, but they don't know that it is more than powerful.

This set of secret techniques was a headache for countless people back then, and when the Flying Dragon Emperor had not yet become an emperor, he used secret techniques to capture the emperor's soldiers with his bare hands, which was commonplace.

Speaking of which, this "Imperial Soldier Captures Immortals" is similar to Lu Chen's mantra of the word "soldier".

It's just that the word "soldier" mantra hijab evolves the ability of ten thousand soldiers, and the "royal soldier captures immortals" only has two major functions: "royal" and "capture".

Even so, the "Imperial Soldier Capture Immortal Duel" is already very rebellious.

As soon as this secret technique came out, the opponent's weapon directly killed him, but it made countless people who were enemies of the Flying Dragon Emperor suffer, and some didn't understand what was going on until they died.

"Buzz!"

The body of the Giant Sword Saint Son was glowing, the blood and qi runes emerged, the blood and qi flooded the heavens and the earth, the runes were bright, the Dao power was rolling, and the whole body suddenly burst out with infinite power.

"Open it for me!"

The giant sword roared, wanting to pull it out of the cyan hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the big hand was like an unshakable giant mountain, tightly gripping the giant sword and not moving.

"What?"

The Giant Sword Saint Son changed color, he knew his own strength, he burst out with all his strength, and he was able to pull out the mountain and break the mountain, but he regretted not moving a big hand.

In fact, how did he know that Qianlan Ziyan got a big bargain by using the secret technique of the imperial soldier to capture the immortal, and used the skill to break the force, and then used the word "capture" to capture the giant sword, and then used the word "royal" to capture the giant sword, the two are one, even if the giant sword saint son has strength, it is in vain.

"It's useless!"

In a void, Meng Feixuan stepped into the air, looked at a mirror formed by performing secret techniques in front of her, and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Hmph, do you think this is the end, don't think about it, you are good-looking, Lu Chen, you wait for me!" Meng Feixuan snorted coldly angrily, and she didn't bother to watch the battle, the victory and defeat had been divided, she was going to find a way to give Lu Chen a little trouble to relieve the hatred in her heart.

"You're not my opponent, get out!" Qianlan Ziyan's face was calm, and with a sudden wave of her big hand, the giant sword of the Giant Sword Saint Son suddenly took off her hand, turned into a streamer, and rushed towards the sky in the distance.

"Don't think!"

As if he had endured a great humiliation, the Giant Sword Saint Son snorted coldly, let out a roar.

"Don't blame me for being unkind!" Qianlan Ziyan's face instantly turned cold, killing intent emerged, and two substantial rays of light burst into her beautiful eyes.

"Give me back!" The Giant Sword Saint Son ignored Qianlan Ziyan and pinched a sword trick in his hand.

"Boom!"

In the distance, the giant sword that flew out rushed out of the law of infinity, and the giant sword turned in the air and rushed back quickly.

"Buzz!"

The giant sword instantly stayed behind the Giant Sword Saint Son.

This sudden hand surprised everyone.

"This giant sword is the love sword of the young giant sword emperor, and he has been staying by the emperor's side, and he has already been psychic, and it may even have given birth to a soldier soul!" explained someone who knew the inside story.

Everyone was shocked, and their faces were solemn.

The Young Emperor's favorite weapon, no wonder it flew back on its own.

"Huh?" In the void, Meng Feixuan, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped when she saw such a scene, and continued to look at it with interest.

"And such a hand!"

"You have succeeded in provoking me!" the Giant Sword Saint Son looked at Qianlan Ziyan coldly, and said with a fierce look in his eyes.

"So what!" Qianlan Ziyan looked calm.

"The consequences are very serious, I will dismantle you and chop you up and feed the dogs!"

"Kill!"

After speaking, before Qianlan Ziyan could reply, the Giant Sword Saint Son roared and slammed out.

"Boom!"

The giant sword shook wildly, the runes were surging, the laws were intertwined, and in an instant, a phantom stepped out of the giant sword.

"Buzz!"

When this figure appeared, the whole world trembled, and under this figure, the heaven and the earth were eclipsed, and all the ways contended.

Such a figure gives people a great pressure, as if a glance at you is enough to make people tremble, and a terrifying sword intent lingers around this figure.

The terrifying sword intent seemed to be able to easily and easily tear apart the heavenly firmament, shatter the earth, and annihilate everything in the world.

Such a figure stood there at will, as if the entire heaven and earth were under his feet, and his every movement could affect the entire heaven and earth.

"Is this the Young Emperor?" Seeing this figure, the power of the older generation recognized it at a glance, but he had seen the portrait of the Giant Sword Emperor.

"What did the Giant Sword Emperor look like when he was young?" a group of people were shocked and moved.

"Hum!" In the eyes of everyone, the Young Emperor moved, step by step, step by step, step by world, towards Qianlan Ziyan.

In the eyes of everyone, the Young Emperor's steps are very casual, but with the majestic power of heaven and earth, every step falls, it penetrates people's hearts.

Qianlan Ziyan's expression changed drastically, the moment the Young Emperor took a step, her whole person was suppressed, and it was impossible to even move.

"Die!"

The Giant Sword Saint Son laughed feverishly and said, The Sword of the Young Emperor, how can you shake it.

"Buzz!"

Just when everyone thought that Qianlan Ziyan was going to die at the hands of the Young Emperor, something unexpected happened.