Dressed in white, he landed quietly on the mountain, his black hair swaying slightly, and a little blood trailing down the tip of the sword.
The next moment, in the eyes of many strong men who were full of shock and fear, they saw the Dragon Demon Lord who had attacked Qin Xuan several times before. There was a sword mark on his head, running through the center of his eyebrows, and there was a faint trace of blood.
The forehead and the back of the head slowly overflowed.
The Dragon Demon Lord didn't even say a word, and all the vitality in his body was extinguished.
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"What!?"
Suddenly, the strong men retreated, full of fear.
In an instant, the Mahayana Demon Lord with dragon bloodline had perished?
How can it be!?
Not only those powerful people, but also the young man, whose pupils shrank into needle shapes at this moment.
Instantly kill the Mahayana Demon Lord, what kind of strength is this?
"When the candle in the wind revives, it may not be able to burn the sky and destroy the sun!"
Qin Xuan held the Eternal Sword and looked at the powerful men and the young man quietly.
Although his consciousness was chaotic before, it didn't mean that he couldn't remember anything. Everything that happened was in his memory.
"You call yourself the Demon Lord and call yourself Qin Xuan?"
His eyes were indifferent, his body had already recovered to eight feet, and he was dressed in white, but the expressions of many strong men were shocked.
"Then old man...how is that possible!?"
"Instant destruction of the demon lord, eight feet in white..."
Many powerful people have some vague associations.
Before, Qin Xuan looked like a rotten tree during his life-threatening calamity. Who could believe that Qin Xuan was the demon lord?
But at this moment, many demon lords present could not help but have doubts.
There were even some strong men whose eyes fell on the young man, with shock and anger in their eyes.
They had handed over the most precious treasure in their hands. If that young man was a liar...
At this moment, the young man's eyes were calm. He was not panicked at all. Instead, he said with a touch of pride: "What does it mean to be self-proclaimed? I am the Demon Lord Qin Xuan!"
"What? With this outfit, are you trying to impersonate me as the demon master?"
"No wonder, you pretended to be immortal and made strange remarks to confuse the public."
There was no fear or worry in his eyes, and he stared at Qin Xuan, "Suppressing the God King, the Lord of the Forbidden Land is slaughtering the strong men of my cultivation world wantonly in the Demon Blood Continent, but it is too ridiculous for you to focus on pretending to be me.
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"Do you think that by disguising yourself as me, you can avoid being killed by the powerful men in the Ancient Emperor's Realm?"
The young man's voice was cold, with a hint of warning.
Qin Xuan heard it, and this person wanted to suppress him with the Forbidden God King and the Lord of the Forbidden Land.
He is very confident, perhaps in his heart, even if he faces the real Qin Xuan, he still has the strength to fight.
In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. In the eyes of the powerful, the so-called Demon Lord Qin Xuan is just a powerful person.
If he can defeat Qin Xuan, then he is real, so he has no fear.
Qin Xuan's expression remained the same as before, and he said calmly: "It's just a ban on the God King. In my eyes, it's nothing more than dust."
"You underestimate the word Demon Lord too much, and you also underestimate me, Qin Xuan."
The next moment, Qin Xuan moved, raised his sword, and walked slowly towards the young man.
He never used his magical powers, he just took steps step by step, very slowly.
On his body, golden patterns lit up one after another, and the Eight Desolations battle body gradually opened up.
The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and the expressions of many powerful men could not help but change slightly. Every time Qin Xuan stepped forward, it seemed as if he had stepped into their hearts.
The body trembles and the mind sways.
The same is true for the young man, his eyes are extremely solemn.
He knew that he might have bumped into the real master, but what he couldn't figure out was why he met the real demon master Qin Xuan here in the vast Demon Blood Continent.
"What bad luck!" On the side, Tu Xian couldn't help but mutter to himself. Before, Qin Xuan was already in a state of confusion. He couldn't identify the direction and just moved forward in confusion.
Moreover, Qin Xuan's speed is very slow, not even half a point faster than these Demon Lords and Demon Kings.
It was not Qin Xuan who found them, but they found Qin Xuan.
Fortunately, this has awakened a glimmer of clarity in Qin Xuan's chaos. Otherwise, it would have been a while before Qin Xuan's life was cut short.
After about ten steps, Qin Xuan and the young man were almost within reach.
The next moment, the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand was slashed out.
I saw that young man also had a sword in his hand, shining brightly in the heaven and earth, a third-grade treasure, suppressing the world.
The low-level Mahayana cultivation, coupled with these third-level treasures, instantly collided with the eternal sword embryo in Qin Xuan's hand.
boom!
The mountains at your feet were shattered and annihilated, and countless sword energy shot out, piercing the sky.
Qin Xuan's body is like Mount Tai, standing motionless on the eternal sword embryo, and there are faintly intertwined sword energies that are constantly being annihilated.
The young man's pupils shrank suddenly. He only felt that the sword of the person in front of him was like the Immortal Mountain or the Immortal Mountain. No matter how much magic he had, he could not move the sword in half.
Quietly, Qin Xuan took a step.
In the void, cracks appeared under this step.
The young man's face turned red, and the next moment, he retreated like a shooting star.
After retreating thousands of miles, he stopped, and endless shock flashed across his eyes.
"How is it possible that I have a third-grade treasure in my sword tribulation!" The young man roared in his heart. Even among the 300 people who entered this place, not many people have a third-grade treasure. In addition, he has only been in the past 20 years.
Then he advanced to the Mahayana realm, and the person in front of him was actually able to fight him off with a sword.
Qin Xuan smiled indifferently and slowly put away the Eternal Sword.
"Forget it, it's level 5 after all, so I'm trying harder." Qin Xuan shook his head slightly. There was a slight sword mark on the Eternal Sword. If he continued, I'm afraid the Eternal Sword would be damaged.
The young man was slightly startled when he saw Qin Xuan sheathing his sword.
Immediately, a faint chill appeared in his eyes, "You have a sword in your hand but you don't use it. Are you humiliating me?"
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, he shouted loudly, and chopped out the treasure in his hand.
The sword calamity was like thunder, and in an instant, it appeared in front of him like a sky net.
Outside the sword net, Qin Xuan's white clothes emerged. On his body, the golden patterns of the Eight Desolations Battle Body flowed, and on his body, it seemed as if there was divine light shining.
boom!
Qin Xuan punched and landed on the sword net.
In an instant, a cave with a size of ten feet appeared in front of Qin Xuan and the young man.
A slight crack appeared between Qin Xuan's eyebrows, and inside it was a darkness, as if it was an endless abyss of the underworld.
"I'm just an ant, why should I be humiliated?"
"I don't use kendo, just because..."
The pupils of the underworld are opened, and all things are destroyed.
Endless death energy surged out of the young man's body at this moment and enveloped him.
"My other magical powers are even stronger!"
Qin Xuan spoke lightly, standing in the air, his white clothes still as old as the sky.