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A cold smile can easily hurt a person's heart.

Therefore, even if Xingtian did not use any magical powers against Qin Cang on the surface at this moment, this cold smile was enough to make him feel like a thorn in his back, unable to maintain his previous composure.

There is no shame in that.

After all, whether it was age or cultivation time, Qin Cang was far from being able to compare with Xingtian, and similarly, there was no comparison between the two in terms of cultivation.

Whether it is cultivation vitality or spiritual power, so far Qin Cang has not been able to break through the boundary between gods and demons, on the other hand, Xingtian, it has been hundreds of years since he stepped into the realm of the demon king, even if he does not count the Shennong bloodline and the Pangu clan's physical supernatural powers, the gap between the two is like a chasm, a chasm that is even more difficult to cross than the ends of the earth.

When the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, all wisdom and calculations have lost their effectiveness, and the other party does not need to think at all, as long as the most primitive and pure power is used to suppress you, the overall situation has been decided, and you have thousands of strategies in your chest, which are not as powerful as the opponent's wrist!

This is the so-called wisdom invincible supernatural powers.

Qin Cang didn't know Xingtian's identity, but when he felt the strong killing aura on the latter's body, he immediately understood that this was a figure who was more than ten times more dangerous and powerful than Feng Changqing and Jiang Baihe.

Compared with Xingtian, the various battles and trainings that Qin Cang had experienced in the past years when he was fighting swordsmanship in the Middle Continent and the murderous aura he cultivated had become nothing to mention.

Being noticed by such a dangerous figure certainly won't be a good thing.

Especially when the other party looks at you, they still sneer.

The gods and demons have the ability to speak, and the best of them don't even need to speak, just by relying on some subtle facial expressions or actions, they can trigger the power of the Dao Law that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Xingtian became the Tao by fighting, and his Tao was naturally the Tao of killing.

One person can break a million gods and demons!

After integrating all the murderous qi into the Dao Fa, what kind of terrifying power will be generated?

Qin Cang didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't think about it now.

Because from the moment Xingtian's gaze locked on him, his mind seemed to be filled with chaotic qi and became blank, and then he smelled a very strong and pungent bloody breath, and that feeling was as if he was immersed in the ocean of blood of gods and demons, surrounded by countless white bones!

Those white bones were broken, none of them were complete, or the chest collapsed, or the arms were broken, and even the skull was missing, only a skeleton remained, the blood of the gods and demons was flowing, and the broken white bones were floating in the sea of blood, Qin Cang seemed to be standing in the center, his body could not move the slightest, and he could only passively feel all this.

Vomit!

Qin Cang suddenly felt an incomparably strong feeling of nausea, his throat rolled, and he subconsciously spit out something in his mouth, but it was not the vomit that turned into a whole grain after digestion, but a mass of internal organs, and there was still residual warmth and blood stains.

Burst!

Qin Cang's heart was horrified, and he couldn't control it and snorted again, blood seeped out at the same time in the seven orifices, the figure of Xingtian in front of him continued to distort, and the perception of the whole person became blurred, just as he was about to sink, a deafening high-pitched voice suddenly resounded in Qin Cang's ears: "Kill the sea of blood, split it with a sword!"

"Sword ...... Where is the sword?" As if forgetting that the Canglan Sword had just flown into Lu Boya's hand, Qin Cang was delirious, and doubts were in his heart.

"Sword Return!"

The man's voice was even more high-pitched and intense, and before it completely fell, a sword qi fluctuation that was powerful enough to kill the gods and demons had already spread out, and in a trance, a sword flew from afar, just like a meteor outside the sky, but Qin Cang didn't care what meteor meteorite, when this sword qi fluctuation approached him, he had no other thoughts in his heart, just relied on the swordsman's instinct to reach out and hold the hilt of the sword.

There is a sword to start, and the ban is broken.

The divine light is staggered, pouring heaven and earth!

Qin Cang's horizontal sword is in the chest, and the yin and yang gossip on the sword floats, forming a picture array, in which the breath of the Shinto is rising, causing the color of the heaven and the earth to change in an instant, and the thunderclouds in the void converge, if there is an angry dragon roaring, soon there will be raindrops formed, but it has not fallen, but it has gathered into a rain curtain above the nine clouds, and then many rain curtains overlap, flowing with the trend of the great river to the east, setting off waves.

Qin Cang took out his sword.

Sword One.

The waves are rolling for 8,000 miles, and the wind and clouds are rolling across the country!

Sword two.

The rain curtain turned into flowing water, rushing away and never returned!

Sword three.

The clouds and mist can see the blue sky, and there is no sun in the sky but the moon!

The bright moon shines, and the sword intent rises.

He took a sword and looked around the heavens and the earth, and the surrounding gods and demons rolled back in the sea of blood, and the white bones did not dare to get close.

Just borrowed the sword Lu Boya, Lu Boya took it, and the sword came out again, using the god king to repair the fingerprint sword of the Gonggong Clan God Emperor and cut off the latter's five fingers!

but he is not the King of God.

Nor is it the head of a family.

None of the people who have the heart to protect him are on his side, he is alone and has nothing to worry about.

So he is a real swordsman, a swordsman who is even purer than Lu Boya.

Loneliness reflects the heaven and earth, and the moon falls on my body!

Qin Cang held the Canglan sword in his hand, and a sword was slashed out in a Canglan style, and in an instant, the bright moon fell from the sky, forming a jade plate, which blended with the sword body, and when the yin and yang gossip array was spreading, the moonlight was reflected in the void.

There is a person with a snake body and a sword spirit awakening.

Suspended on the Taiji diagram of gods and demons, the yin and yang gossip under his feet rotated, deducing the trajectory of Zhou Tian's stars, in the starlight and moonlight, he quietly emerged, like a fire in the dark, strange, independent, supernatural, dare to be the first in the world!

"Fuxi!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the army of more than 200,000 Shennong clansmen, and all the clansmen of the Li Lu clan also showed surprise, but in addition to surprise, most of their faces still had a trace of hidden excitement, which gradually expanded with the condensation of the Fuxi Sword Spirit.

The Fuxi sword spirit appeared, and Qin Cang's sword was extremely powerful, and suddenly cut through the sea of killing blood, getting out of the muddy and nightmarish state.

"Fuxi!"

Another shout sounded, but it was not from the Shennong clan's army, but from Xingtian, who had sneered at Qin Cang before.

After shouting, Xingtian's killing intent skyrocketed, and he slammed down the axe, shattering the void with the axe blade, cutting through the bright moon, and heading straight for Qin Cang's deity!

The axe light kept shining, more dazzling than the scorching sun, making it impossible for people to open their eyes and look directly, and Qin Cang had never stepped into the realm of gods and demons, so he couldn't use his divine thoughts or demonic thoughts, as for the original soul power, he had long been unable to use his spiritual power, so even if he put aside the strength of the Dao method, this axe was also a killing move that was difficult for Qin Cang to dodge.

In the midst of the crisis, Qin Cang didn't know where the whimsy came from, and when he retreated with his sword, he shouted loudly: "I dare to borrow a sword to use it with you, can you dare to use it with me by borrowing the Dao method?"

"Why don't you dare?"

The same rhetorical question sounded again.

But seeing the 108,000 divine swords flying all over the sky, Lu Boya's sword passed through it, and he actually used the Space Dao to move his king's law behind Qin Cang.

Thousands of zhang high, the king's law in a simple swordsman's costume was suspended behind, Qin Cang only felt that the rolling mana was surging, making his body exude the power of gods and demons, and suddenly a power that had been sealed for many years also began to awaken in his body.

That's blood.

The fiery hot Fuxi bloodline!

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