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Chapter 821 Two Choices

A figure almost escaped from the smoke in a panic. Suddenly, a strong wind seemed to be blowing up in the smoke.

boom!

The strong wind stirred up, and in just a moment, the smoke and dust were swept away and dispersed.

Fujiga and Liu Bai looked at Qin Xuan in the distance with horrified faces. At this moment, they were no longer proud as before, their faces were pale and their chests were stained with blood.

They looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief. Both of them were great monks in the middle level of transforming into gods, but now they were so severely injured by a mere monk who was more than a hundred years old, a child with a yellow mouth in their eyes.

In the distance, Xu Ze and Xu Xun were even more stunned.

"Oh my god, Senior Qin, this is... this is..."

Xu Ze's old face was trembling, as if he were seeing a real god.

In the past, in the Scarlet Flame Sect, due to the great distance, I could only watch the roaring and roaring from a distance, but I was far from witnessing such a shock in person.

The two great cultivators in the realm of gods were so weak in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan stepped on the eighth-grade Qinghe on the ground, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he looked at the two great god-transforming monks.

"you……"

Liu Bai's face was shocked, and his whole body was extremely vigilant.

Qin Xuan's peripheral vision passed by the Qinghe River where he was riding before. The four cloud-chasing horses were already lying dead on the wasteland. Even the golden elixir monks could not resist the waves of the battle, let alone the chasing who had barely reached the fourth level.

Yunju.

Slowly looking away, he finally spoke.

"I'll give you two choices. One, hand over the storage magic weapon and pull this eighth-grade Qinghe to live!"

"Two, those who do not know respect will die!"

Following these words, Liu Bai and Fujiga were stunned for an instant.

Hand over the stored magic weapon and let the two great cultivators of god transformation pull like the monsters they mount?

In an instant, the two people's minds were greatly shaken, and they were even more furious.

How humiliating is it to be pulled by others?

How dare this guy humiliate them like this?

Xu Ze and Xu Xun on the side looked dull. Qin Xuan's faint words lingered in their ears, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

Domineering, arrogant!

Those are two great monks who transform gods!

"Huangkou kid, don't think that just by relying on your own strength, you can go too far to bully others!" Liu Bai even shouted angrily.

Qin Xuan looked at the willow tree. When the willow tree made a sound, Qin Xuan stepped on it.

Golden Peng body!

Stepping on the green light, you feel like you are going very fast in an instant.

"careful!"

Fujiga said in shock. In his consciousness, he saw a shadow suddenly rushing towards Liu Bai.

Liu Bai was even more shocked and angry, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"You want to kill me, even if you have some strength, you are just wishful thinking!" Liu Bai roared, and in an instant, his consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to turn into the vast glacier, surging towards Qin Xuan

Know within the sea.

Even monks in the realm of spiritual transformation must treat it with dignity when faced with the battle of spiritual consciousness.

Liu Bai's move was naturally a delay. At the same time, Liu Bai's feet were like a green river, and he wanted to flee through the air.

Qinghe step!

A vast green river rises and passes through the sky.

Suddenly, a sound of spurting blood resounded from the sky.

The blood was stained and fell into the loess. Liu Bai, who used Qinghe in the air and ran away, looked horrified and turned extremely pale.

From the moment his consciousness entered the other person's mind, he completely disappeared and severed contact with him.

How can it be!

Even a cultivator at the top level of the Divine Transformation Realm would not be able to regard his Glacier Divine Consciousness as if it were nothing.

But before the shock in Liu Bai's heart could subside, he suddenly turned his head, as if he was a dead man.

a figure

, appeared behind him with ease, and with those calm eyes, he looked like an ant in the world.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan took action, and there was a thin layer of blood on his fist that shot out.

boom!

"How dare you!" Liu Bai shouted in horror. He had seen Qin Xuan's strength. Even Qing He and his body-protecting essence couldn't stop him. What's more, he has lost Qing He now!?

Suddenly, a rainbow light flew out from a distance.

His seventh-grade flying sword magic weapon finally turned back, its light dimmed.

In an instant, Liu Bai stirred up the divine power in his body and penetrated into the seventh-grade flying sword.

boom!

The sword's glow suddenly increased, and the sword's edge suddenly struck Qin Xuan's fist.

The edge of the sword kept spitting out cold light, which intertwined with the bloody light on Qin Xuan's fist. Immediately, a bright light flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes.

"A mere seventh-grade magic weapon wants to stop me?"

Qin Xuan looked at the seventh-grade flying sword indifferently, and suddenly there were wisps of blood on his arm, and endless energy rolled out.

boom!

Along with the sound of the sword, the seventh-grade flying sword suddenly felt as if it had been hit hard, its spiritual light dimmed, and it lost its spirituality.

Liu Bai, who took this opportunity to escape, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again, his face full of fear, and he ran away in embarrassment.

Qin Xuan stepped down, and the sky seemed to tremble under this step.

Jin Peng reappeared, and in an instant, he caught up with Liu Bai's fleeing figure.

This time, Liu Bai was completely frightened, as if falling into hell.

He felt the faint murderous intention behind him, and with calm eyes, he shouted angrily: "Do you know who I am? I am the elder of the Qinghe Sect. If you kill me, the Qinghe Sect will definitely fight you until death!"

He asked the Qinghe Sect, hoping to shake Qin Xuan.

Immediately, Qin Xuan had already dropped his fist.

With one punch, if Shenyue fell, Liu Bai's body-protecting essence suddenly destroyed the city's powder. Immediately, Qin Xuan bombarded Liu Bai's body.

It was as if a punch struck the boulder. The terrifying power almost destroyed everything at this moment. The muscles, bones, meridians, and flesh and blood in Liu He's body were all turned into powder under this punch.

As his clothes tore, blood mist filled the air.

Qin Xuan's figure slowly stopped, and he put Liu Bai's stored magic weapon into his palm, as well as the seventh-grade flying sword.

Then, he turned around and looked at Fujiga, who was thousands of meters away.

Such a pursuit would actually only take a few dozen breaths.

Even before Fujiga could react, Liu Bai had been blasted into blood mist by Qin Xuan, leaving his body intact.

This scene made Fujiga even more stunned.

Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Fujiga didn't dare to move at all.

Even Liu Bai, who is a middle-grade god-transforming person, can't escape using the Qinghe Step, let alone him?

The cold sweat on Fujiga's body was like a waterfall, and there were large wet marks on the Qinghe Sect's clothes, even more faintly on his body.

Qin Xuan returned from the sky and glanced at Fujiga lightly.

"It's your turn, you..."

"how to choose?"

Qin Xuan's words were calm, as if they were shocking to Liu Bai and crushing an ant to him.

It was only now that Fujiga truly understood what kind of terrifying existence they had provoked. At the age of more than a hundred years, they could crush the two middle-level gods, and even regarded the Qinghe Sect as if they were nothing.

Fujiga's body was slumped, his throat was rolling, and cold sweat was falling on his forehead.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, but in Fujiga's eyes, it was like the sky controlling his life and death.

life and death!?

When Qin Xuan was about to become impatient, Fujiga finally spoke.

"Junior, Fujiga, I wish... I wish..."

"Wish to

Senior!"

The sound rises from this heaven and earth.

Then, from this world, a middle-grade monk who transformed into a god, wearing a rein, pulled an eighth-grade Qinghe.

Carrying three people,

Sweep the sky!


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