Just three words, condescending, made the young man with the golden trumpet change his face slightly, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
"Who are you? You are only in the realm of divine transformation, but you dare to fly in the sky here?"
He didn't notice Qin Xuan's clothes for a while. After all, the chief disciple's clothes were different from the ordinary Tianyun Sect clothes.
"Eh?" In the main hall, one of the three supreme masters of the Xuantian Sect let out a slight murmur.
"Those are the clothes of the chief disciple of Tianyun Sect, right? In the state of transformation into gods?" He shook his head slightly. Although he didn't say the following words, he could still see the contempt in his eyes.
A disciple who is in the Transformation God Realm is the chief disciple of a sect?
Not to mention in his Xuantian Sect, it is almost unbelievable in an ordinary third-grade sect.
"This should be the Tianyun Sect's disciple named Changqing, right? I've heard a little bit about it. He can be named the No. 1 God Transformer in the Northern Wilderness, so he must be pretty good." Grandma Xue also said slowly, "It's just rude.
These are just in the state of transformation into gods, and if you talk to Zhenjun in such a tone, you are going to be robbed."
There was a glimmer of light in Feng Mo's eyes, and he suddenly chuckled. The three supreme masters of Xuantian Sect who laughed were a little puzzled.
Qin Xuan volleyed and glanced at the disciple of Xuantian Sect lightly.
"Evergreen, don't mess around"
Feng Xuan opened his mouth and his expression changed slightly.
The young man with the golden mace is quite powerful, at least under Dao Lord, no one in the Tianyun Sect can rival him.
Although Qin Xuan was extraordinary, in Feng Xuan's eyes, he didn't have much chance of winning against that young man.
Qin Xuan smiled faintly and did not comment on Feng Xuan's words.
Suddenly, a sword sound rose from his waist, and the Eternal Sword's three-foot sharp edge flew across the air and fell into Qin Xuan's hand.
Under everyone's incredible gazes, Qin Xuan moved.
"Xuan Tianzhen Sect, no matter who you are, you hurt my disciple Tianyun..."
"Who gave you the courage!?"
His voice was calm, but it was like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.
As soon as the sound fell, the Eternal Sword was released.
"It's extremely ridiculous. How dare a monk to transform the gods dare to attack me?" The young man with a golden mace never put Qin Xuan in his eyes. Liu Yun, who is known as the first Nascent Soul of the Tianyun Sect, was defeated by him, let alone a monk who transformed into gods.
Disciples of God.
Seeing that there was no warning in the hall, he sneered and raised the golden mace in his hand.
"Yuanlin, don't be careless!"
Suddenly, at the edge of the battlefield, a man with black hair spoke. There was a bright light in his eyes, containing three colors, reflecting the eternal sword in Qin Xuan's hand.
Yuan Lin didn't listen. He was still confident and didn't take Qin Xuan seriously.
Just like a grown man, who cares about a toddler.
In an instant, Qin Xuan had already slashed out a sword. The sword was as bright as snow and collided with the golden mace.
After a collision, ripples appeared in the void, and the ripples were like knives, cutting in all directions.
Qin Xuan never took a step back, but Yuan Lin's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was surprised.
How could a transformed spirit block his trump card?
"It's quite capable!" Yuan Lin sneered, and saw the golden mace vibrating, like a roar like a mountain collapsing. The vast golden light instantly submerged the Eternal Sword. At the same time, there were also others who were submerged.
Qin Xuan's figure.
"It's because you are disrespectful. If you dare to attack me in the spirit transformation realm, don't blame me for bullying the small with the big and the weak with the strong!" Yuan Lin stared at the golden light.
"It's so shameless. Facing my Tianyun Transformation God disciple, you still want to touch the territory?" Feng Xuan and others had anger in their eyes.
Just when many Taoist masters secretly thought that their path was not going well, Yuanlin suddenly stepped down as if sensing a crisis.
boom!
A burst of sword energy opened up the golden light, directly tearing the field apart, revealing Qin Xuan's figure standing still.
"Using the strong to bully the weak? Ignorant ants, who don't even distinguish between strong and weak, dare to
Let’s go wild in Tianyun Sect!”
Qin Xuan smiled calmly, stepped forward, held the Eternal Sword, and slashed out suddenly.
Whoosh!
A snow-white sword energy, only ten feet long, directly tore through the sky, as if this sword was going to cut through the hundreds of feet of clouds in the sky.
Tianyun sword technique, third form, Kaiyun sword form.
Qin Xuan drew his sword too quickly, passing Yuan Lin in an instant and appearing behind Yuan Lin.
Yuan Lin crossed his hands with the golden mace, his arms were trembling, and suddenly, a pop-pop sound was heard, and he saw thousands of holes in the body-protecting essence, and even the Xuantian Sect clothes on his body were broken in countless holes.
, densely packed, crisscrossed, and even filled with blood.
"What!?"
The strong men of the Tianyun Sect looked at this scene in shock, and the Nascent Soul disciples of the Xuantian Sect looked solemn on their faces.
Even the pupils of the three Supreme Beings of the Xuantian Sect in the main hall were slightly condensed.
"This is kendo, Kaiyun kendo!"
"Yuanlin is too careless and deserves to be like this!"
Two people slowly spoke out. Qin Xuan's sword was not strong. If Yuan Lin was prepared, he could withstand it and be safe.
But Qin Xuan's sword was too fast, and Yuan Lin didn't feel contempt for it, so that's why it happened.
However, these are minor injuries, and there is no way to say victory or defeat.
"This boy has the power to fight the Nascent Soul!" Xue Lao spoke slowly, with surprise in her eyes.
In the Northern Wasteland, there are still such talents, transforming gods and Yuanying. This is even more incredible than Yuanlin Yuanying's middle-grade victory over Liuyun. Among them, there is a big realm, the ratio of the magic power of transforming gods and Yuanying.
, more like cloud mud.
"You..." Yuan Lin was even more furious. He was originally small-minded, and even when Liu Yun tore his sleeves apart, he couldn't let go of his face. Now that he was actually hurt by Qin Xuan's transformation, it was even more frustrating.
He was filled with rage.
Just when he turned around, suddenly, the pores all over his body stood on end, and a chill came from all directions, making Yuan Lin's hair stand on end.
Qin Xuan had already let go of the Eternal Sword. The Eternal Sword stood vertically, floating in front of him. Without even dancing, countless sword energy emanated from the Eternal Sword like thousands of strands of clouds.
In this cloud and mist, Qin Xuan's figure completely disappeared, and there seemed to be thunder in it.
"Sword Domain!"
Among the disciples of the Xuantian Sect, the young man with long black hair murmured in a low voice, with even more disbelief in his eyes.
The three supreme masters of the Xuantian Sect felt uneasy in their hearts.
Feng Mo's smile was slightly stiff, and he looked at Qin Xuan, "Thunder Cloud Sword Domain? How did this guy evolve the Thunder Cloud Sword Technique in Tianyun Sword Technique into a domain?"
Tianyun Sword Technique, even the ancestor of Tianyun, only realized the Tianyun Sword Domain at the beginning. The first four moves were just changes of Wu Yun, and they were just Tao. They were the foundation for building the Tianyun Sword Domain.
The Thunder Cloud Sword Style in Yun Sword Technique has been cultivated into the Sword Domain, which is shocking even in the eyes of Feng Mo.
A faint voice came from the thundercloud.
"You injured my junior brother in thirty-six places. Now, please use three hundred and sixty bones to make amends!"
As the sound fell, endless thunder burst out from the thunder clouds, turning the world into a thunder prison.
"How is it possible? How can you create a sword realm as a god!" Yuan Lin was even more unbelievable. He roared angrily, moved his swords, and split two dragons with the double dragon mace method. The two dragons met and formed a large field.
Like a giant dragon-shaped statue, it strikes the endless thunder.
Boom boom boom...
The two realms collided, and in an instant, everyone around them was almost deafened. Fortunately, there was magic to protect them, and they recovered.
But the thunder light dispersed and the golden light dispersed, revealing the two figures.
Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, the eternal sword hanging in front of him.
"The light of a grain of rice dares to compete for the glory!?"
The voice sounded slowly, and everyone suddenly turned their eyes and fell on Yuan Lin, who fell to the ground and passed out.
The whole body was almost charred black, and there was no strength left in the whole body, falling to the ground like a puddle of mud.
In the main hall, Grandma Xue swept away her supreme thoughts, and her eyes suddenly became gloomy.
She looked at Qin Xuan, "What a cruel little guy!"
Yuan Lin, all the bones in his body were broken in 360 places, regardless of size.