The first thousand two hundred and seventeen chapters broken chrysanthemum
Isn’t this guy dead long ago?
Why are you here again?
"Death? How can I, the Emperor of Qingtian, be able to be killed so easily? How can I take charge of the Qingtian lineage and become a generation of emperors?"
Emperor Qingtian sneered, his killing energy surging in his body: "You just killed a clone of me!"
"Clone?"
Zhang Xuan frowned.
Tian Qing is a thought, reincarnated, and can be regarded as one of the clones. The bronze mask he saw before is actually just a clone... This Qingtian Emperor is too powerful!
"That's the clone that I divided my soul and spent five hundred years cultivating... If I was killed by you, I can die how I want. Today I can help you!"
Narrowing his eyes, Emperor Qingtian showed strong hatred.
He is the emperor of the foreign spirit race. No matter how well he hides himself, he must be careful when entering the human realm and dealing with famous teachers. Therefore... the bronze mask is just a clone that he condensed at great cost.
I am hiding here for safety.
Even though he had the ability of a soul shaman master to condense clones, he spent five hundred years cultivating them at an unknown cost, but was killed directly by this guy. He killed both of them, and even the top ten kings were not spared...
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It can be said that this one in front of him has almost wiped out their entire Qingtian lineage...
The hatred in my heart can be imagined. I wish I could lay waste to my bones and kill him on the spot!
"I want to die of old age naturally..." Zhang Xuan said.
"It's not up to you!"
With a cold snort, the Qingtian Emperor boiled with murderous intent.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xuan felt as if his soul was attracted by a huge force and would burst out of his body at any time.
Knowing that the other party was using the Soul Confinement Technique, Zhang Xuan frowned.
Although his Shaman Soul is very big, its combat effectiveness is not strong because it lacks suitable training techniques. At the moment, its strongest strength is its physical body and Qi.
Once the soul leaves the body, it will inevitably be in danger.
The Heavenly Dao Qi circulated, stabilizing his soul, and with the soles of his feet on the ground, Zhang Xuan jumped forward fiercely.
Anyway, it's a life-and-death feud, and there's nothing left to do.
Wow!
The powerful zhenqi surged through his meridians, and Zhang Xuan turned into a lion running wildly on the grassland. The long sword in his palm swiped in the air, and his whole body seemed to turn into a long sword and stabbed him.
Man and sword unite!
In the Qi Hall of the War Master Hall, I studied the books on swordsmanship in detail. The Tiandao swordsmanship has reached the level of the holy realm. At this moment, I once again performed the unique skill of combining human swords. The sword energy spread straight, like a rainbow, hanging in the sky.
Underground palace.
"Something good!"
Unexpectedly, the person in front of him used the method of soul-binding to have no effect, and instead attacked. Emperor Qingtian narrowed his eyes, no longer caring about soul-binding, and grabbed forward with his palm.
Buzz!
The air in front of him seemed to be frozen, and the speed of the sword energy suddenly slowed down.
"Out-of-body realm...late stage?"
Zhang Xuan's heart tightened.
As soon as the opponent takes action, he already knows what level of strength he has achieved.
It is many times more powerful than that bronze mask, and it has actually reached the late stage of the out-of-body realm!
In the out-of-body realm, each small level has experienced one thunder tribulation. At the later stage, he has already experienced three thunder tribulations. It is simply not something that someone like him, who is at the peak of the fetus-infant realm, can compete with.
"break!"
The long sword slashed violently, and the sharp sword energy cut through brocade in the blink of an eye, piercing the shackles in front of him.
Just as he felt his body relaxed a lot, he saw Emperor Qingtian. He turned his palm over and took a palm print.
With an ugly expression on his face, he raised his sword and faced him.
I was too hasty and was hit before I could use my full strength.
Bang!
The Ice Rain Sword flew out and stuck on the wall not far away, shaking constantly. He also fell to the ground, making a big crater.
Although you can fight beyond the level, you can only fight in the middle stage of the out-of-body realm. Compared with the later stage, it is still far behind.
"At this level, you can't escape death today!"
After swatting Zhang Xuan away, Emperor Qingtian smiled coldly. The aura of killing spread throughout the room. He grabbed hold of Zhang Xuan again and crushed him.
"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the strength and means!"
His body was in a ball, and he jumped up from the ground. Zhang Xuan turned his palm, and it was like a seal falling.
The Demonic Palm of the Great Compassion!
Boom!
When he touched the opponent's fingers, his face turned red again, and he took seven or eight steps back in succession.
The opponent was the emperor of the Qingtian clan. He had lived for countless years, and his understanding of fighting was not weak at all. In addition, with his advanced cultivation, Zhang Xuan could not gain even half an advantage in the fight against him.
"Lie down!"
With a cold smile, Emperor Qingtian's five fingers looked like iron hooks.
In the late stage of the Out-of-Body Realm, all the strength was used to imprison the surrounding area. No matter where Zhang Xuan ran, he felt that it was difficult to dodge.
"This move is not only a physical attack, but also a soul attack. If the state of mind is slightly weaker, the psychological defense will be destroyed directly..."
His fists tightened.
The opponent's move seemed ordinary, just a casual grab, but Zhang Xuan had a deep understanding of martial arts, and it was terrifying at a glance.
Not only does it have an infuriating attack that makes it difficult to dodge, it also gives people a very strong psychological suggestion.
Just like the collapse of a mountain, giving people a feeling of inescapability, once this illusion is allowed to expand, even if the strength can compete, it will definitely not be able to escape.
The state of mind was spinning, and the panic in his heart immediately disappeared without a trace. His eyebrows were raised, Zhang Xuan swayed his feet, and Walker Wujiang was displayed. In an instant, he avoided the opponent's palm, and at the same time, he pointed out with a finger on the side of his body.
Big star finger power!
Woohoo!
The force of his fingers was like an arrow, piercing Emperor Qingtian's eyes.
"To be able to discover the defect in my eyes so quickly...is worthy of being a top seven-star master!"
Smiling softly, Emperor Qingtian was not nervous. Instead, he flipped his wrist and flicked his fingers.
Bang!
A ray of light collided with the fingers of the big star, and the two of them dissipated in the air, and Zhang Xuan retreated again.
At the beginning of the battle, he used the Tiandao Library to see the flaws and loopholes in the opponent's body, but... this guy was too strong, especially the ability to control the surrounding environment. Even though he knew the life gate, he couldn't get close to the attack, and he also didn't
Effect.
"The higher the level, the lower the effectiveness of Ming Gate..."
Zhang Xuan understood.
When his strength is low, as long as he knows the life gate, he can leapfrog and kill powerful men who are several levels higher than him. But as the cultivation level becomes higher and higher, the cultivator understands more about space, and he wants to do it so easily.
Arrive, almost impossible.
However, it is not easy to kill the opponent, and it is also difficult for the opponent to kill him.
He flipped his palm again, turned it into a fist, lifted it up in the air, and struck it away with a hammer.
Click! Click!
The space in front of him seemed to have cracks, and his fist seemed to be carrying lightning, and it fell towards Qingtian Emperor.
Martial arts, Thousand Fist Thunder Sea!
He is a strong man in the out-of-body realm. During the out-of-body catastrophe, he observed the thunder and felt the martial arts and created them. The martial arts are ranked high in the Qingyuan Empire. At this time, Zhang Xuan displayed them with even greater power.
Before it was fully exerted, the underground palace seemed to be filled with thunder.
The Thousand Fist Thunder Sea is not as powerful as the Great Compassion Heavenly Demonic Palm, but the thunder contained in it has an impact on soul shaman masters. If used against the Qingtian Emperor, the power may be even greater than the latter.
Martial arts are not better when they are stronger, but when they are highly targeted, they can have the greatest effect.
Because of this, countless strong men are working hard to create more and newer martial arts.
"Um?"
Unexpectedly, the person in front of him, who was only in the third level of the Sacred Realm, not only blocked his repeated attacks, but also counterattacked. Emperor Qingtian's face turned ugly, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, spread his fingers, and grabbed him again.
Wow!
The thunder in front of me seemed to be wrapped by a special force. It exploded at the same time with a slight squeeze.
"I am a strong person in the late stage of the out-of-body realm, and I have experienced three thunder tribulations... The thunder from the sky has nothing to do with me. Do you think your secret technique of thunder can have an impact on me?"
With a cold snort, Emperor Qingtian stepped forward again. Under the powerful aura, he looked like an unshakable giant. No matter how hard he tried, he could not be hurt at all.
"It won't affect you much...but where is my Ice Rain Sword?"
Zhang Xuan laughed.
"Sword of Ice and Rain?"
Emperor Qingtian was a little confused and frowned.
The opponent was holding a long sword just now, but he had already knocked it away with one move and stuck it in the wall...
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look towards where the long sword was just now. When I looked at it, my pupils shrank.
"Where's the sword?"
There was no trace of the long sword, and it was taken away by the other party at some unknown time.
"Behind you!"
Zhang Xuan suddenly hooked his fingers.
Emperor Qingtian's face darkened and he turned around hastily, only to find that there was nothing there.
"Oops!"
Only then did he realize that he had been deceived by the other party. He shook his body and jumped to one side in a hurry. However, it was already too late. His chest hurt, and a palm print fell on it. He was beaten and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his face turned pale.
Although the opponent's attack was hasty and the attack power was not strong, it still made him a little crazy.
A majestic emperor of the Qingtian lineage, an old monster who has lived for countless years, and whose strength has reached the late stage of the out-of-body realm, was actually beaten by a little guy who only had the fetus realm... It was simply unbearable!
"I'm going to kill you..."
He roared again, and the energy in his body boiled. Just as he was about to unleash his strongest attack, he heard the young man's voice ringing out again.
"Down there..."
"Humph, do you think this trick is still useful to me?"
Seeing that the opponent was still coming, Emperor Qingtian clenched his teeth, slapped his palm suddenly, and his power surged out. Just as he was about to slap him to death, he heard the sound of "wuwu" coming from below. When he lowered his head, he saw that he saw
The long sword that was inserted into the wall just now was hidden underground at some point, and it stabbed straight up.
"No one is attacking, but you want to kill me just because of your spirituality? You underestimate me..."
With a cold smile, he turned his palm and slapped the sword. Once concentrated, it would definitely break it into pieces. However, before the power was fully exerted, he felt a huge force rushing from his head.
Then he saw a huge furnace and sat down facing his head.
Put up your hands to block.
boom!
The other party was extremely strong, so he couldn't hold his hands, his knees softened, and he sat down.
Phew!
The long sword penetrated the chrysanthemum.
The petals are blooming.
"ah……"
The miserable screams sounded, and the Qingtian Emperor screamed like a ghost.