Shenzi Qinglian was furious, her eyes were blood-red like an evil demon, and she didn't care about any fairy wind bones.

He raised his sword fiercely, and the five-foot sword in his hand was three clear swords, the fairy sword light flashed, the incandescent sky, and countless white lights condensed into a sword blade, and for a while, a thousand swords were in the air, and it was terrifying.

Seeing the method of turning a thousand into a thousand with a sword, the eyes of the people present widened, even the Jindan monk was also trembling wrists, under the immortal sword, how could there be life, they shouted that Chu Wangxian was in a catastrophe.

"A mere nether person with a cheap mouth, as despicable as a bad dog, how can you know the power of the fairy sword, and you can die under the fairy sword, count it your luck. ”

Shenzi Qinglian urged the fairy sword, and in an instant, a thousand swords fell like raindrops, directly attacking Chu Wangxian.

"It's really a joke, you can use the foundation building monk to urge the fairy sword, and you can have a bit of power. Chu Wangxian smiled slightly, he held the magic trick in his hand, and the four emperors stood in front of him, like a mountain that had withstood a fierce attack.

One person held the fairy sword, and the other manipulated the four imperial true forms, and the battle was shattered, and the monks present were even more frightened, when had they seen such a terrible confrontation again.

In the loud bang, the four imperial phantoms were bombarded by a group of artillery, and finally they couldn't bear it, turned into fog and finally dissipated.

Shenzi Qinglian took a wild breath.

"Chu Wangxian, are you just clever, can you block my first sword, can you block my second sword?"

He was already angry in his heart, and he wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

I want his son Qinglian to go down to the world, in the Kunlun Immortal Gate, he is respectfully served, and the food and clothing are all superb, when can he stand this idleness.

One breath and three clear swords, ten thousand swords destroy the soul!

He unleashed his greatest killing move, and the power of the fairy sword reached its limit.

Facing the attacking ten thousand swords, Chu Wangxian's right hand finally crossed his chest.

"But with the fairy sword in hand, you can't live forever. Let me teach you, what is the real fairy sword, the fairy sword has a soul, and the soul is a sword!"

Chu Wangxian held the hilt of the sword in his hand and slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand, this is the immortal sword that killed the previous generation of demons, the Seven Evil Sword of the Immortals.

The Seven Evil Swords of the Immortals have seven kinds of evil qi, and after drawing the sword, the rich evil qi spreads across the sky.

Under this evil aura, everything was afraid, and the monks present sat on the ground, covering their chests with their hands, unable to breathe, as if they had fallen into the ghost world, and the dead air lingered all over their bodies.

"This, it is said that all fairy swords have sword souls, is this the sword soul!" Among the four immortal gates, the head of the Pure Yang Immortal Sword Sect, who is invincible in swordsmanship, Di Yijian, was also completely shocked by this battle.

In front of the Seven Evil Swords of Zhu Xian, he was afraid before he drew his sword, and the spiritual long sword in his hand did not dare to come out of the sheath, but had a look of fear.

Di is a sword to line himself, if he is against Chu Wangxian, he will not dare to confront him even if he is afraid of a sword.

"Whoosh!"

Ten thousand swords shot into the ghost fog in the sky, but they were like bullets entering the water, and after a circle of ripples, they quickly disappeared.

"Go!"

With a wave of Chu Wangxian's long sword, the demonic mist turned into a giant long sword, and it was slashed away with one sword.

This sword is as powerful as a dragon, and the two blood-red eyes make this sword seem to be alive, and the immortal sword is unstoppable, and it passes through the Shenzi Qinglian in its chest.

"Ahh

Shenzi Qinglian spat blood from his mouth, and the three clear swords in his hand also fell, and the pain all over his body seemed to be drained of his soul and fell from the air.

The Seven Swords of the Immortals specialize in the soul, and although the wounds cannot be seen on the outside, the Divine Son Qinglian will die soon.

Chu Wangxian stepped out, put his sword into the sheath, and lowered his sword.

In the valley, Shenzi Qinglian fell into the pool, how could there be half a fairy wind bone. He lay on the shore and looked up at Chu Wangxian breathlessly.

"Help, save me!"

Shenzi Qinglian had a gray face, and crawled out of the sewage on his face, looking at Chu Wangxian, like a mouse seeing a cat, he was very frightened.

When he saw Chu Wangxian aiming his sword scabbard at him, Shenzi Qinglian was so frightened that his soul trembled, and he quickly fell to his knees with a wail.

"Don't kill me, I, Qinglian, am willing to make cattle and horses for the immortals. ”

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed violently, and there was a loud bang.

All the monks watching the battle from a distance were stunned, how could they be so spineless, this is still an immortal?

Chu Wangxian sneered and looked at it, it was really a phoenix with a falling hair that was not as good as a chicken, and without the fairy sword, this Shenzi Qinglian was just a water dog.

"What is your identity in the fairy world?"

Shenzi Qinglian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, drooped his head and said, "The villain is Xiao Chitian, the immortal of the Ten Thousand Law Palace. ”

"What kind of immortal are you?" Chu Wangxian snorted coldly.

"No, no, no!" Shenzi Qinglian waved his hand in fright, and quickly explained: "The villain is the sprinkler boy of the Wanfa Palace, and he was ordered by the immortals to go down to earth. ”

This Shenzi Qinglian is really as Chu Wangxian said, he is just an insignificant working boy in the fairy world, and he can't pretend to be alive at the moment.

"Little Chitian, Wanfa Palace? Li Jie's people!"

Shenzi Qinglian's eyes were stunned, and he instinctively blurted out: "How do you know about the fairy world." ”

After finishing speaking, Shenzi Qinglian hurriedly covered her mouth, for fear of angering Chu Wangxian again.

Chu Wangxian looked at it coldly, how could he not know about the fairy world.

Who is Li Jie?

Descendants of Taishang Laojun.

The "Biography of Laozi Han Feizi" of the "Historical Records" records: The son of Laozi is a famous sect, and the sect is a Wei general, and he is sealed in Duan Gan. Zongzi note, note the uterus, the palace great-grandson is fake, and the fake is in Emperor Wen of Han Xiao. And the fake son is explained as the king of Jiaoxi, Ang Taifu, because his family is in Qiyan.

Lao Tzu has a son, it is Li Zong, Li Zong's son is Li Zhu, Li Zhu's son is Li Gong, Li Gong's great-great-grandson is Li Jiao, and Li Jiao's son is Li Jie.

Li Xie is the son of Lao Tzu's Xuanxuan's grandson.

The world knows very little about this matter, and it is deliberately suppressed. If you know the parents of heaven and earth, the son and grandson of Taishang Laojun. This is a big blow to the divinity of Taishang Laojun.

"Now that you have been defeated, what do you think?" Chu Wangxian asked indifferently.

"I don't have any ideas, I am only the head of the immortals, and I am willing to serve the immortals all my life. Shenzi Qinglian prayed.

"What do I want you to do, how far and how far to roll!" Chu Wangxian held the scabbard in his hand, and with a slight click, the evil qi in the body of Shenzi Qinglian was withdrawn by the Seven Evil Swords of the Immortals.

"Yes, yes, as long as the immortals are present, I will roll as far as I can, and you will treat me as a fart. Shenzi Qinglian flattered and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can't get rid of the evil qi in your body, and you can live for a year and a half at most, so you can do it yourself. ”

"This!"

"Don't get out of here!"

Being glared at by Chu Wangxian, Shenzi Qinglian's soul flew away, and he crawled out of the other side of the quagmire as if fleeing, trembling and not daring to stay for a moment, and immediately fled.

Chu Wangxian inhaled with his right hand and pocketed the One Qi Sanqing Sword that fell into the pool.

This sword has a lot of origin, and it is a pity to put it in the hands of Shenzi Qinglian.

Chu Wangxian took the sword in one hand, walked towards the crowd, and looked at the monks of the Four Great Immortal Sects.

The monks of the Four Great Immortal Sects, even the Tianyan Immortal Sect Liu Liuyao and Li Banxian and others, who knew a little about Chu Wangxian, were also afraid.

The dignified immortal god son, how shocked he was when he appeared, holding the immortal sword, it was simply unbelievable, and no one dared to look directly at the immortals in the upper realm.

As a result, Chu Wangxian exploded the Divine Son with a sword, and the Divine Son even broke the urine and fled. With such terrifying strength, even if Chu Wangxian claimed to be an immortal, no one dared to refute half a sentence.

"I didn't expect what Tianyan Immortal Sect said to be true. "The head of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Sect, one of the four great immortal gates, Di Yijian muttered.

In vain, he spent his whole life and thought very highly of himself, but when he witnessed this fairy sword duel between the two foundation building monks, he was nervous and wet his back.

Seeing Chu Wangxian coming, the Jindan monks present didn't even dare to look at each other, and consciously glanced to the side.

"Chu Immortals, the Son of God is sent down from heaven, and it depends on the master to beat the dog, whether the immortals in the fairy world will be angry. ”

I don't know who muttered, causing Chu Wangxian to stop, and everyone looked sideways.