Looking at the eight hundred immortal worlds, if you don't count the two half-saint ancestors of the Civil and Military Palaces, then Jiang Changnian is the well-deserved number one person in the immortal world.
He has the cultivation level of the 18th-grade True Immortal, and possesses the Nine-legged Ice Luan, the fourth-ranked dharma image.
She possesses outstanding qualifications, understanding, courage, and terrifying fighting power that can make people stop at nothing, and she can overpower the emperors, emperors, and empresses of all parties.
Even Wen Tianshu and Wu Xuanchi, who were in the same realm as her, had been defeated by a woman from the Phoenix Realm unknown to everyone.
Maybe she can't compare to Jiang Lin'an six thousand years ago, but no one can deny her power. She is the most promising forerunner to reach the threshold of semi-saint.
In today's fairy world, no one can compare with her.
This is a fact, an undoubted fact.
As the first disciple of the Phoenix Realm, Lu Tangtang seemed to have "inherited" his master's unparalleled evil talent as a matter of course.
The tenth grade true immortal easily swept through the younger generation in the immortal world.
Including her cold and belligerent personality, she is exactly the same as Jiang Changnian.
One person, one sword, and one white crane.
He flew down to the top of the mountain and stood in front of Suning.
"boom."
The powerful sword intent penetrated into the ground and suddenly rose up from a hundred meters away.
There was only a "click" sound, and a group of people standing behind Suning who had set up a defensive mask to protect themselves flew out in confusion.
Some people stumbled, their faces turned pale.
Someone was gushing blood and their breath was weak.
The tall woman with a sweet name said indifferently: "Zhou Yuqing, I told you three years ago, never appear in my sight."
"Your master Hanwang Dizun's face is worthless. It's worth one thing but not two."
"Challenging my bottom line, are you impatient, or do you think you will be different in three years and you will have the strength to fight me?"
She walked around Suning, stepped forward lightly and said, "Come on, let me give you ten moves for the time being, and I will never fight back."
The big white crane that she used as a "transportation tool" raised its long neck and cried, with an extremely humane look of ridicule in its eyes.
In mid-air, Zhou Yuqing, Hanwang Emperor's personal disciple and the eighth-level True Immortal, had fire in his eyes, and said with a cold face: "Lu Tangtang, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated."
"I have already reported this to Master about the accidental killing of dozens of your outer sect disciples in the Phoenix Realm back then."
"The old man said that Empress Chang Nian doesn't care about anything and is willing to reconcile and forgive me for the mistakes I made unintentionally."
"And you, you insist on clinging to this matter, what are your intentions?"
He scolded fiercely and was furious.
Zhou Yuqing held a bright yellow talisman and said unscrupulously: "I have a life-saving trump card given by Master, what can you do to me?"
Lu Tangtang held the sword in his backhand and said sarcastically: "I have three such trump cards."
"On the first day I became a disciple of Master, I got a life-saving trump card."
"When I entered the fifth level of True Immortal, Master gave me the second life-saving trump card."
"Ten years ago, I broke through to the tenth level of True Immortal, and Master gave me the third life-saving trump card."
"Each one contains a full blow from the 18th-level True Immortal."
"Hey, tell me, can Emperor Hanwang beat my master?"
White cloth shoes, approaching step by step.
The silver sword that was behind him was slowly drawn out by Lu Tangtang, and its sharp edge suddenly appeared in the mountain.
"you......"
The corners of Zhou Yuqing's eyes twitched, and her heart was tangled.
Lu Tangtang is right. Based on personal strength alone, how can Emperor Hanwang defeat Jiang Changnian, the number one person in the immortal world?
If I can't fight, let alone my trump card.
Thinking of this, he put away the bright yellow talisman without hesitation, turned around and fled.
In one breath, the person is ten thousand meters away.
"Young Master Zhou..."
Seeing that the situation was not right, a group of little followers immediately turned into birds and beasts and ran away.
Lu Tangtang gathered immortal power in his palm, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and stabbed forward fiercely.
Stab first, pick later.
"Uh-huh."
The cold light split vertically, shattering the void, and the air waves continued incessantly.
Zhou Yuqing, who was escaping, seemed to sense danger and immediately changed his direction.
The afterimage floats and disappears without a trace.
"Crash."
The sword energy poured out and turned into a steady stream of rain.
Wherever he went, wherever he landed, there were tens of thousands of sword shadows intertwined, making it airtight.
