1893. Chapter 1893 Only Looking Up (Happy New Year)
"Is he crazy? Or does he think he has the power to defeat the sixth level of Kouting!?" Xiao Ningxue murmured softly. Beside her, two powerful sixth-level immortals from the Xiao family were still recovering from their injuries.
The graceful woman from the Wang family looked at Qin Xuan in surprise, her eyes seemed to flash slightly as she was thinking about something.
Winner, Ying Tianchang secretly had a glint in his eyes.
"Kowting to the sixth level of heaven, he has been ascending for less than two months. This person..."
The ten tribes thought that the situation was decided, and even Xiang Yuntao couldn't help but look at Qin Xuan.
"and who are you?"
Xiang Yuntao held the knife and his voice was hoarse.
Qin Xuan stood up slowly, dressed in white like snow. He stood with his hands behind his back, as if overlooking Xiang Yuntao from a high position.
"How can you, a mere six-level celestial being in Kuting, have the right to ask me my name!?"
Qin Xuan said lightly: "Facing me, with your strength, you can only look up!"
The words came out, but everyone present gasped.
These words are so crazy!
He even looks up to the sixth heaven. Who does he think he is?
Even if some people knew that Qin Xuan had killed Qi Yu with one sword, these words still made it difficult for them to believe it.
After all, within the five cities, the lords of the eighth-level clans would not only knock on the door of the powerful seventh-level people from time to time.
Among the nine clans, only the Li family and the Hu family possess the existence of the sixth level of Kuting.
Qin Xuan looked down at the sixth level of the court, didn't he mean that the seven clans could only look up to him?
Even the winners, the Xiao family and the Wang family, the three major and eighth-level families, dare not make such bold statements.
"Crazy guy!" Xiao Ningxue snorted softly, but her eyes fell firmly on Qin Xuan.
"Hahaha!" At this moment, Xiang Yuntao looked up to the sky and smiled, attracting everyone's attention.
"With my power, I can only look up to you!?"
"I don't know who you are, but even a third-level immortal would not dare to humiliate me like this!"
"I would like to see how qualified you are to dare to make such wild remarks!"
Xiang Yuntao laughed and became angry. With his own strength, he could not even take the three major and eight classes of people into consideration.
The sword's intention took shape and defeated the two great swordsmen of the Xiao family in one fell swoop.
Now, someone actually belittled him as worthless. How could Xiang Yuntao endure such humiliation?
Immediately, he stepped on his feet, and like a phantom, people rose up from the ring and came towards the Ning family.
"retreat!"
"Ridiculously ignorant!"
Amidst the loud shouts of the Ning family, Qin Xuan's thin lips slightly opened.
He looked at Xiang Yuntao and tapped his feet. Behind him, Qin Lei looked up to the sky and roared. The roar of Qilin was like building momentum for Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's figure disappeared, and the next moment, he and Xiang Yuntao met at the edge of the ring.
The sword glow was blazing, and there was a faint demonic energy rolling around, as if even the air was being torn apart.
Qin Xuan, however, had his hands behind his back, facing such a knife, not wanting to dodge it.
Under his feet, a flash of green light shone, turning into an immortal pattern and landing on the tip of the knife.
The feet stood like cones, and the sword light swept across, but disappeared in the immortal patterns at Qin Xuan's feet.
On both sides of Qin Xuan, a violent storm arose, with air waves rising into the sky.
Xiang Yuntao's eyes trembled slightly, he suddenly put away the knife and retreated backwards.
At that moment, Xiang Yuntao only felt that above the tip of the knife, he was not a person, but a divine mountain.
If he didn't put away the knife and retreat, he was afraid that Qin Xuan would directly step on the long knife in his hand and make it difficult to move.
Xiang Yuntao's face looked a little solemn, "If you have some ability, no wonder you dare to speak wild words!"
Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, and he looked at Xiang Yuntao, "I think I have a kind thought, get out, and I will spare your life!"
Xiang Yuntao's expression was slightly ferocious, "Spare me? Today, I want to see who will die, you or me!"
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He roared angrily, his sword intent transformed into shape, and a centipede, which was ten feet tall, rose into the sky, came alive, and came directly to kill Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, his eyes indifferent.
Immediately, he put his palms behind his back and slowly moved forward.
In the palm of his hand, there is a trace of strange and strange demonic patterns like flowers blooming on the other side.
His Highness the Qing Emperor, the Immortal Technique of Knocking on the Demon Court, the Immortal Palm of Underworld Burial!
Qin Xuan faced the ten-foot-long centipede sword intent directly, and his palm suddenly shot forward.
boom!
I saw the centipede blade intent, destroying everything, and in an instant, dozens of knots were destroyed by Qin Xuan's palm.
Qin Xuan tapped his foot lightly and stepped forward. Immediately, the ten-foot-long sword spirit transformed into form. Under Qin Xuan's palm, it was as if it was shattered and turned into nothingness.
Xiang Yuntao's face turned red, the sword's intention was broken, and if it backfired, his mind was damaged.
He took more than ten steps back and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
The immortal magic in Qin Xuan's hand dispersed, and he looked at Xiang Yuntao quietly.
"I have given you a way out, but you don't know it!"
A buzzing sound sounded from his waist, and the Eternal Sword flew into the air and suddenly fell into Qin Xuan's hands.
Qin Xuan's right wrist has a chain of bone beads, holding the hilt of the eternal sword, which is as gentle as jade. However, above the three-foot sharp edge, it is extremely cold, making people palpitate, like a sword in the throat.
Kouting's second level heavenly immortal treasure, the eternal sword!
Xiang Yuntao's pupils suddenly shrank, and at this moment, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
The next moment he swallowed the elixir suddenly, he let out a loud roar, and his momentum increased, as if he had entered the seventh heaven.
Qin Xuan's face remained calm, but within his body, the Chaos Immortal Yuan was swept into the Eternal Sword like a stormy wave, causing the sword's radiance to flourish, and the radiance of the Immortal Sword dazzled people's eyes.
Immediately, Qin Xuan took a step forward and disappeared.
The Immortal Technique of Knocking on the Courtyard, the Misty Immortal Steps!
Xiang Yuntao yelled angrily. He focused his sword intent again, and saw a golden centipede emerging from in front of his sword. It was extremely bright, a mysterious and incomprehensible object, and came towards a void.
He noticed the traces of Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan appeared in the void. On the Eternal Sword, the lightning condensed and slowly slashed out.
His Highness the Qing Emperor, the Immortal Technique of the Demon Court Knocking the Court, the Demonic Thunder Mountain Sword!
Not only that, but a vast sword intention bloomed from Qin Xuan.
In front of him, on the Eternal Sword, the thunder turned into a green lotus.
The next moment, the green lotus fell and met the golden centipede.
Boom boom boom...
The centipede shattered, the sword intent scattered in all directions, and Xiang Yuntao spurted out a mouthful of blood with a roar. There was a hint of panic in his eyes, and he turned around suddenly and fled out of the ring.
A Thunder Sword Lotus slowly turned and headed behind Xiang Yuntao.
Qin Xuan walked out of the waves with his sword in hand. His white clothes and gray hair were as old as before, and his sword intention gradually subsided.
The evergreen sword lotus!
In his previous life, Qin Changqing realized one of the nine great sword intentions, the Green Lotus Sword Intent.
In the arena, the green thunder lotus rotated, impressively surrounding Xiang Yuntao.
With the lightning shining, the Eternal Sword slowly put away in Qin Xuan's hand.
Qinglian Sword Intent, a middle-grade sword intent, embodies the artistic conception of the cycle of life and death.
The sword's will takes shape!
boom!
Under the influence of sword intent and immortal magic, the thunder dispersed, and a huge pit three feet long appeared in front of everyone's eyes on the entire arena.
There are also thunder arcs flashing all around, and the sword intent is not dissipated, but towards the clouds and waves, there is no trace, and it turns into nothingness.
The heavenly immortal of the sixth level of Kouting, Xiang Yuntao, died!
There were hundreds of people from ten clans in the thousand-foot arena, but at this moment, no one made a sound.