As soon as the words came into his ears, Wang Xianer was already in a state of shock, the pores all over his body were dilated, and a sense of fear and coldness had spread throughout his body.
At the critical moment, Wang Xianer suddenly turned around, abruptly changed her body shape, and shot the dual-element poisonous palm towards the Eternal Sword.
With such a reversal of body shape, even Wang Xianer couldn't help but groan. Blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, his face turned pale, and the magic power in his body was extremely chaotic. It was like thousands of horses galloping, shaking the sparrows and pelicans.
Despite this, Wang Xianer did not hesitate, his palms were like ink, and he faced the cold edge.
If he hadn't done this, I'm afraid this sword would have penetrated his chest.
No matter how many hundreds of feet he cultivated, if he was hit, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, but he couldn't understand how this Qing Emperor could deceive everyone so much that he could actually change his body.
boom!
The edge of the Eternal Sword clashed with the Yuan Poison Palm. Suddenly, there was a sound of the sword penetrating into the flesh and bones. Wang Xianer's hands, which were as black as ink, were cut off by the sword energy at that moment.
"ah!"
At this moment, Wang Xian'er's eyes were covered with blood and his hands were cut off. The pain was almost crazy for him.
His face was like a demon, and his eyes were so ferocious that it was even more unbelievable.
His palms have been tempered like fine steel, invulnerable to gunfire and indestructible to swords, but now he was actually cut off by the opponent's sword?
Wang Xian'er had a feeling in her heart that the figure in front of her was completely different from the Qing Emperor she had fought with before, and became even more terrifying. The sword's edge seemed to be unparalleled and it was difficult to resist its sharpness.
Just as Wang Xianer was horrified, the Eternal Sword was thrust out like a dragon.
Lines of cold light suddenly fell on the earthly immortal power blasted by Wang Xianer.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the sword light was as powerful as the sword, destroying the power of the Earth Immortal in an instant.
The sword's edge penetrated the body, and for a moment, the whole world became silent.
The bright moon is in the sky, but it can't hide the blood on the sword.
Wang Xian'er's body was stiff, his face was full of disbelief, looking at the faint cold light on his chest, he seemed to see the bright moon in the sky and the endless night stars from the sword.
His body was stagnant. Suddenly, his body erupted with unparalleled earthly immortal power, surging in all directions. At that moment, the surrounding earth turned into powder and cracks spread.
"This is impossible!" He roared, looking at the immobile young figure, but his mouth was full of blood, constantly overflowing.
The heroes and powerful men all stared blankly. They watched the half-point of the sword coming out of the body, and watched Wang Xianer's vitality retreat. For a moment, the heroes were horrified.
"Wang Xian'er, he was defeated!"
"How is it possible that Senior Wang will actually lose!"
"Oh my God, I have cultivated for hundreds of years, but I lost to an eighteen-year-old boy."
"This is the Qing Emperor? Killing the Immortal under the bright moon!"
At this moment, the heroes were extremely horrified and looked at the figure under the bright moon in horror.
At this moment, victory or defeat has been decided, life or death has been decided.
Wang Xian'er, who had been so high up in the world, went to Shen Nong to seize trees, and ascended Shen Nong to seize rare treasures, was actually stabbed in the chest by a sword on the top of Mount Tai, under the bright moon!
Qin Xuan's pupils were as deep as the night sky. He looked at Wang Xian'er quietly, and as his pale pupils grew darker, he did not say a word.
There is no appearance of a winner, nor is there any joy. He just slowly draws out the Eternal Sword, accompanied by blood like a fountain. Drops of blood drip from the body of the Eternal Sword, and his posture is like that of an immortal.
This sword is called Huan Yun!
On the top of Mount Tai, there was already deathly silence at this moment. There was only the bright moon, and the surrounding wonders appeared, but it was difficult to hide the appearance of this man.
Wang Xian'er just let out that roar, and then he could no longer hide his defeat. His face was already completely drained of blood, and his lips were as white as cold snow, slightly parted, but he could hardly make a sound again.
He exhausted all his strength and looked up at the sky. The bright moon in the sky
Below, there are also seven-colored rays of light flashing crazily, together with the two golden lights.
Wang Xian'er laughed miserably, her eyes never closed, and she stood on the top of Mount Tai with her hands cut off, without any hope of life.
Following the death of Wang Xian'er, the seven-colored beetle that was constantly attacking Jin'er and Dao in the air suddenly burst into light, with seven colors like a rainbow, illuminating the top of Mount Tai.
A shrill scream resounded across Mount Tai, and in an instant, the seven-colored beetle seemed to be burning with fire. The fire was in seven colors, and its tiny eyes were covered with blood at this moment.
boom!
A seven-color rainbow light had already swept across the night. It did not attack Dao Jin'er, but came straight to Qin Xuan, as if it wanted to avenge Wang Xianer. The seven-color flame was the essence in its body, burning like a
The meteor falls into the world and explodes in the final splendor.
Qin Xuan looked at the seven-colored longhorned beetle with the same look in his eyes.
"Forget it, since you want to go with him, I will do as you wish!"
On the Eternal Sword, a thunderous sword roar suddenly sounded, and the sword energy was wisps, but if it cut the night into thousands, in an instant, the Eternal Sword had already passed by the seven-colored longhorned beetle.
The flames went out, and the body of the seven-colored longhorned beetle was cut into several pieces in an instant. Qin Xuan looked indifferent, and the big and small Jin'er neighed in the air, passing through the night, passing by the remaining body of the seven-colored longhorned beetle, and a few rays of light flickered.
The seven-colored beetle corpse was completely swallowed up by Da Jin'er.
The two innate Gu looked up to the sky and screamed, and the golden light on their bodies increased sharply. There was a faint trace of golden air lingering, but it was quickly gone.
Big and small Jin'er flew back to Qin Xuan's shoulders, folded their wings, and even though they were spinning, they fell silent.
The heroes and powerful men in the distance looked at this scene, their faces already dull.
Wang Xianer actually died like this? The peerless strong man who once stood proudly on top of China has now fallen from Mount Tai and his soul into the underworld.
Even the seven-colored beetle disappeared into thin air and completely perished.
Thinking about how many people believed that Emperor Qing would be defeated before the battle at Mount Tai, who would have thought that the final result would be so different.
From the beginning to the end, they could not see that the Qing Emperor was exhausted at all. He had used many magical powers, but the Qing Emperor remained so indifferent, as if he had never used all his strength.
"Senior Wang, did you die like this?" There was an old man with a pale face.
"The Qing Emperor is so terrifying, simply unfathomable!"
"Looking at China, who else can be the opponent of this Qing Emperor?"
"China...is about to give birth to a peerless person!"
Countless voices resounded in the hearts of the heroes and powerful men. They looked at the majestic figure, as if the green mountains were immortal, and if the immortals and gods were alive.
"Qin Xuan, we win!" Mo Qinglian smiled even more, her heart skipped a beat, and she finally got what she wanted.
"Qin Xuan!" Xu Bing'er looked at Qin Xuan blankly, as if obsessed.
"As expected, Emperor Qing, after today, one person should be respected in China." Jun Wushuang murmured, with a strange light in his eyes.
Su Qiaoer was silent, the light of the stars disappeared from her eyes, she looked at Qin Xuan, not knowing what to say.
Ning Ziyang was even more stunned. He remembered what Qin Xuan said before, using Wang Xian'er to grind his body, but now... this Qing Emperor is really like this. If the arrogance comes true, can it still be called arrogance?
Kunlun Little Immortal Master's eyes flashed with astonishment, and Ji Yaoyue's face turned pale. She looked at the figure in disbelief, "This is impossible. How can he, a mortal strongman, reach this level of strength?"
Ji Yaoyue roared in her heart, unwilling to believe this fact.
Qian Fugui laughed out loud and gave a thumbs up to the figure under the bright moon, "Qin Xuan, awesome!"
Qin Xuan stood proudly under the bright moon, but the Eternal Sword never took back or left his hand.
Suddenly, a slender blade that resembled the night and melted into the night tore through the night, cut off the moonlight, and hit Qin Xuan's back directly.
A cold and sinister smile,
Already on the top of Mount Tai, quietly emerging under the bright moon.