The Immortal King In The City Chapter 1297: Feijian suppression

The real person Qingxuan shot, this momentum is like a wave, flooding the sky overwhelmingly, filling the whole world.

This aura is unimaginable, he seems to have surpassed everything, in the world, he is the only one left!

Everyone's all colors have changed, just a little breath, is Real Person Qingxuan already so terrible?

Those who have weak cultivation bases are not to mention, all the cultivators present who have reached the seventh level of the Golden Core Stage felt fear.

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

But they felt an extreme threat from True Person Qingxuan, which was a force that could threaten their lives.

"Has he been so strong?"

Someone murmured aloud, they are considered to be one of the characters, but compared with the real person Qingxuan, they are as far apart as the fireflies and the sun.

They are very unwilling, but there is no way, their strength is already here.

Invincibility of the same rank is not just casual talk.

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

In another section of the sky, the treasurer of Dongcang Pavilion frowned slightly and asked the second master.

The power of True Person Qingxuan even felt his heart palpitations, let alone Qin Ming, who was only on the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage.

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

He has a calm tone and has no plans to shoot. Although he appreciates Qin Ming a bit, he is just appreciating.

I didn't come here to watch the battle. It wasn't for Qin Ming, but the town of Demon Immortal City hadn't been so busy for a long time, so it's good to come and have a look.

In short, in his eyes, Qin Ming is not yet qualified to let him rescue him.

"Understood."

The shopkeeper nodded and didn't say anything, but carefully observed the tricks of Master Qingxuan.

The real man Qingxuan was full of sword aura, as if even he himself had become a fairy sword.

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

If you can't resist, you will surely be broken into pieces by these countless sword auras, or even powder!

"Oh, Little Doyle."

Faced with such a terrible blow, Qin Ming smiled indifferently, stretched out his finger, and swiped forward.

"Rumble—"

A shocking scene appeared. I saw the sword energy wave was forcibly divided into two halves.

With Qin Ming as the center, a golden light shoots out, like cutting a cake, cutting the wave of sword energy to the two sides.

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

They were shocked, and everyone was so surprised that they couldn't believe what was happening before them was true.

This little **** can easily break through the attack of Real Person Qingxuan?

"Some strength, no wonder you dare to be so defiant!"

The true face of Qing Xuan remained unchanged, waving his long sleeves, and under the skyrocketing blue light, a dazzling sword light of nearly a hundred zhang was cut out from top to bottom.

The sword light of hundreds of feet tears through the sky like a blue dragon roaring.

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

In the air, there are countless tiny sounds of swords singing, which is the result of the collision of sword auras.

Everyone was horrified, and this sword alone made people extremely scared.

Even if it's proud to be an army, at this moment, he has to gritt his teeth tightly, unable to speak.

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

Above the void, the treasurer of the East Cang Pavilion looked very dignified. He asked himself that his strength was not worse than that of He Jun, but compared with the real person Qingxuan, the gap was very obvious.

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

He was able to survive just now, maybe it's luck, but this time no matter how lucky he is, it's useless.

At this time, Qin Ming didn't worry at all, he leaped up into the air, and the golden light in his right hand was released, turning into a golden flying sword.

The appearance of the Jin Huang sword was also a strong sword spirit, and it was severely cut with the sword light of the real person Qingxuan.

"Boom——"

The deafening sound of the sky rang out, and the golden sword light suddenly collapsed, but the blue sword light also shattered, turning into countless blue lights, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Qin Ming stood holding the sword and looked at the opponent with a smile, "Your sword skills are indeed amazing, but this strength is useless to me."

"You..."

This time, True Person Qingxuan was really surprised.

He understood the power of the sword just now, even a monk of the same rank could threaten it, and he wanted to kill a piece of rubbish.

But it was this **** in his eyes that actually broke his sword light? !

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

It's not just him, all those who watched the battle also opened their eyes wide and looked incredible.

Can an uninfluenced little monk stop the blow of True Person Qingxuan?

This matter, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, no one would believe it even if you say it?

Looking at Qin Ming, who was still alive and well, this time, True Person Qingxuan was not only angry, but also more jealous and solemn in his heart.

"I underestimated you."

After that, True Qingxuan pinched the sword art with his hands, and a dazzling cyan light shot up from his Tianling Gai.

The cyan light appeared and turned into a cyan flying sword.

"This is his Qingxuan Flying Sword?!"

"The real person Qingxuan was forced to use the flying sword. This kid is dead without regrets?!"

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

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

Ordinary opponents don't even have the qualifications to let him out of the sword, let alone force him to this point.

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

It's just that everyone knows in their hearts that once Qingxuan Feijian is out of its sheath, it means that True Person Qingxuan has already used his true strength.

In this way, no matter how tough the opponent is, he will only die!

Under the control of True Person Qingxuan, the Qingxuan Flying Sword buzzed constantly, and it was divided into nine, turning into nine identical flying swords.

"Swish swish--"

Nine flying swords were dispatched together and turned into nine cyan streamers to attack Qin Ming, each drawing an arc in the sky, with extremely tricky angles.

But seeing Qin Ming standing in the void, holding a Jin Huang sword, greeted the nine cyan flying swords.

"Ding Ding Ding--"

Qin Ming swung his long sword and fought with these cyan flying swords. As the sword aura swept away, the entire void was cut apart.

If you fought with the cyan flying sword, they would explode with a strong impact, making Jin Huang sword almost let go.

However, his own power is extremely terrifying, so this counter-shock power is nothing to him.

"Huh!"

Seeing this, True Person Qingxuan was extremely upset, because without a doubt, Qin Ming already possessed the power to fight him.

The ants he looked down upon, unexpectedly possessed the same level of power as him, which made him extremely unhappy~IndoMTL.com~Condensation! "

Qing Xuanzhen's crowd uttered a violent shout, and the nine cyan flying swords above the void were dragged and suddenly merged into one.

Nine swords are united into one, turning into a great sword!

Sword energy burst out from here, overwhelming the sky, as if it was going to fill the entire world.

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

"Awesome, the power of this sword is close to the eighth level of the Golden Core Stage!"

This time, even the second master of Dongcang Pavilion looked solemn, because he also felt the horror of True Person Qingxuan.

The sword light fell, like a galaxy hanging upside down, gleaming blue, full of charm but also infinite horror.

However, Qin Ming still didn't change his face. He rushed forward holding the Jin Huang sword fiercely. The long sword waved, the golden light poured out, and the cyan sword light was intercepted.

"Town!"

Qin Ming's arm was hard, and the spiritual energy inside his body was tumbling, and the golden sword light seemed to be a scorching sun, releasing amazing energy.

His actions were so violent and so direct that they suppressed the cyan sword light.

At the end, the blue light flickered, and there were signs of instability.

Qin Ming used force again to suppress all the cyan rays. After losing the sword aura, the body of Qingxuan Feijian appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is a three-foot green front, simple and elegant, with the word "Qingxuan" engraved on the hilt.

Qin Ming grabbed Qingxuan Flying Sword and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this sword is good, it belongs to me!"

After that, he completely wrapped the Qingxuan Flying Sword with his spiritual power, preventing it from escaping, and then put it in the storage bag.

"Puff!"

Qing Xuan was really angry, vomiting blood, and his eyes were dark.

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