Countless tiny sword lights spread quickly along Qin Luo's palms, covering Qin Luo's whole body, making a crackling sound as they collided with the golden flames.
Qin Luo felt as if a volcano was about to erupt in his palm, with tens of thousands of tons of force erupting out.
But Qin Luo didn't retreat at all. Instead, he laughed loudly and stamped his feet, "Stop it!"
A scene that horrified everyone appeared.
I saw golden flames turning into swimming dragons, surging from Qin Luo's body and pouring into his hands.
In his palms, the divine flames were strong, like a hot little sun, emitting infinite light, and all the golden light on his body was concentrated in his hands.
Layers of golden flames pressed down, suppressing Qingxia.
At the end, Qingxia buzzed, and suddenly a flying sword about ten feet long appeared. It was the flying sword of Qinglian Sword Immortal.
Whoosh!
The countless people watching the battle all gasped.
Qin Luo actually suppressed the flying sword of Qinglian Sword Immortal.
"Oh my god, this Qin Luo is too strong. He dares to catch a flying sword with his bare hands!" A casual cultivator exclaimed in disbelief.
The heads of the seven great sects also had serious expressions on their faces. They still underestimated Qin Luo. How could Qin Luo's strength be comparable to that of the supreme giants?
Only the father of Princess Yulin, King Linghuo, laughed loudly and called for a son-in-law one after another.
"You are still too good after all!" Qin Luo said as he casually suppressed the golden flame.
Golden seals were laid on the buzzing and vibrating cyan flying sword. At the end, the cries of the cyan flying sword gradually disappeared, like a salted fish that stopped beating.
At this time, Qinglian Sword Immortal finally showed a dignified expression.
Qin Luo broke through his domain continuously and suppressed the flying sword with his bare hands, truly showing his invincible attitude. Only then did Qinglian Sword Immortal realize that the young man in front of him was his unprecedented enemy.
"Boy, try my Shifang Sword Technique!" Qinglian Sword Immortal shouted. After losing his flying sword, Qinglian Sword Immortal did not panic. Instead, he squeezed the sword secret with his sleeve, turned it into a sword finger, and immediately pointed it in the air.
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There was a roar.
I saw vitality within a radius of dozens of miles, with him as the center, rushing in in an instant.
Between the heaven and the earth, sword energy a hundred feet long condensed and enveloped the ten directions, as if destroying the heaven and the earth.
The entire Kunwu Mountain Peak was filled with endless sword energy, and the mighty sword energy finally turned into a tornado.
Sword energy, like pillars of heaven, rose from the ground, sandwiching Qin Luo in the middle.
This kind of terrifying pressure made everyone change their expressions.
Shifang Kendo is the secret skill of Qinglian Sword Immortal, and its power is naturally earth-shaking.
"Haha, you are worthy of being the number one person in Hongmeng. This sword skill alone is enough to suppress Hongmeng!" Zen Master Long Xiang sighed with emotion.
But Qin Luo was not surprised at all, and stepped up to the sky, crossing the sky like a golden sun.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Countless sword energy tornadoes collided with each other, but Qin Luo smashed them away with his fists.
The sword energy, which was enough to cut through gold and iron, struck Qin Luo's body like raindrops, unable to shake Qin Luo at all.
Even the golden light around Qin Luo couldn't be broken.
"Condensation!"
I saw Qinglian Sword Immortal turning over his magic formula and waving his sleeves.
There was a bang.
Nine sword energy tornadoes, one thousand meters long, like nine giant dragons, suddenly wrapped around Qin Luo from all directions.
These sword energy tornadoes rotated at high speed, like sharp cutting machines, slamming into Qin Luo's body, squeezing him desperately, trying to tear him into pieces.
呲呲呲.
At this time, the sound of countless metals suddenly sounded in the sky, like a steel knife cutting through an iron plate, which was extremely harsh.
Sword marks also appeared on the top of Kunwu Mountain.
If it were an ordinary mountain peak, it would have been flattened for thousands of meters by the supreme swordsmanship of the Qinglian Sword Master.
It's a pity that these swords are sharp and no matter how fast they are, they can't do anything to Qin Luo.
Qin Luo stood in the tornado of nine sword energy, and his whole body was submerged by the sword energy.
Only a golden ball of light could be vaguely seen, which seemed to be extinguished at any time, but the whole body remained standing, filled with the aura of immortality.
"Come together!" At this time, Qinglian Sword Immortal's face condensed, and he turned his hands again.
Suddenly, the nine sword energy tornadoes as thick as a giant tree suddenly condensed into a slender chain.
The chains are as thick as a child's arm, and each chain is made of countless sword energy. Once it explodes, it is enough to blow over a thousand-meter-high mountain.
These nine divine chains entangled Qin Luo in them, and even the golden light overwhelmed him for a moment.
"Qinglian Sword Immortal is going to win!"
Some earthly immortals with low cultivation levels suddenly showed surprise when they saw Qin Luo being trapped by nine chains.
Only Zen Master Long Xiang and others' expressions changed, and they secretly screamed something bad.
It's a pity that it's over already, and a loud roar can be heard from the chain in the tornado.
"open!"
Boom, like a nuclear bomb exploding.
Boundless terrifying true energy erupted from Qin Luo's body and surged in all directions instantly.
The nine chains exploded inch by inch at the first moment and disappeared into smoke.
Qinglian Sword Immortal received this blow, his whole body was shaken, and he couldn't help but stumble back several feet.
In the smoke, Qin Luo walked up to the sky with his hands on his back, his eyes blazing with golden flames, and his voice shook the sky and the earth, like thunder.
"Master Qinglian Sword, is this all you have?"
Hearing Qin Luo's words, all the spectators on the mountain and above changed their expressions.
The top of Kunwu Mountain.
The storm was like a dragon, and its terrifying power enveloped the sky thousands of feet high.