Changyun's face was pale, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and looked at Changyan in disbelief.
How can it be!
This drunkard from Ni Feng can actually kill the God of Transformation with one arm?
Not only Changyun, but also all the Jindan disciples were stunned.
Many people were shocked, and they heard the cynicism towards Chang Yan. Under this sword, all the cynicism turned into nothingness.
Even Tan Xuan couldn't help but stare at Changyan with his eyes focused.
"As expected of the Tianyun Sect, the hidden dragon and crouching tiger, the alcohol refines the soul, and the broken sword absorbs the sharp edge!" Tan Xuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the murderous intent in his chest became even stronger.
Li He even covered his broken arm with a ferocious look on his face, "How dare you chop off my arm!? You are seeking death!"
He never imagined that a mere golden elixir cultivator, holding a broken sword, could actually cut into pieces his body-protecting essence.
Chang Yan's eyes were filled with drunkenness, he lifted the two-foot broken sword, raised his head to lift the wine gourd, and his throat rolled with the aroma of the fruit wine.
Suddenly, Chang Yan swung the wine gourd, hung it on his back, and said with a drunken smile: "I don't care if you argue, but the junior brother behind me is just starting out. If he is really here, I won't be able to talk to the master when I go back."
Explain."
"so……"
Chang Yan grinned, seemingly smiling, revealing his white jade-like teeth, and let out a wine burp.
"How about asking you to die?"
There seemed to be sword intent rising from the broken sword in Chang Yan's hand, and when the sword came out, it was like the lingering affection, like the billowing world of mortals. In Li He's eyes, a scene from the past of the world of mortals, before entering into cultivation, appeared.
Suddenly, Li He's consciousness was shaken, and he woke up from this illusion. Full of shock, he lost his voice and said: "Dacheng Sword Intent?"
It's just a sword, but with the golden elixir realm, it can actually affect his state of mind.
At this moment, he felt a sharp edge approaching his face, and the broken sword that was close at hand was reflected in his pupils.
In Li He's horrified eyes, the broken sword struck down on his body-protecting essence. In just an instant, the body-protecting essence of the Divine Transformation Realm was cut through.
boom!
Li He was almost dead, and the divine power in his body was like a river and a glacier, sweeping out, but under this sword, they were all cut off, and the broken sword was pointed directly at Li He's throat.
"presumptuous!"
Suddenly, an angry shout rang out, and a divine consciousness was as powerful as a flying knife, slashing straight towards the sea of smoke and consciousness, and even seven spiritual skills turned into white feathers, and they struck down on the broken sword.
Dang Dang Dang...
Seven crisp sounds suddenly sounded in the cave. Tan Xuan held the Condensation Jue in his hand and stared at the broken sword.
puff!
Changyan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and she used the alcohol to refine her soul. But after all, she was not a great monk who transformed into gods, so the alcohol was cut through and almost hurt her soul.
The broken sword couldn't help but tilt, missing the opportunity to kill Li He.
Chang Yan's body paused, but Li He quickly retreated as if seeing an evil ghost. A faint line of blood was oozing out of his throat.
With only a few inches to spare, his head was cut off.
Li He couldn't hide his fear as he looked at Chang Yan. If Chang Yan hadn't been holding a broken sword, his body would have been separated at that moment.
Chang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and endured the severe pain in her consciousness. She turned her head with a wry smile and said, "Junior brother, why don't you leave?"
While Chang Yan was smiling bitterly, Li He had already reacted and looked at Chang Yan in shock and anger. Immediately, he had condensed his seal skills and flew out three red gold flying swords from his hands. They formed a sword formation and enveloped the subject.
The long smoke of creation.
Qin Xuan looked at the long smoke, and finally sighed quietly.
Suddenly, he took a step forward and appeared in front of Chang Yan. His palms were like jade, condensed with purple thunder, and he shot out suddenly.
boom!
Accompanied by an explosion, a purple thunder palm as tall as a person
The seal suddenly collided with the sword formation, annihilating it into nothingness.
After the thunder light dissipated, Qin Xuan looked calmly at Tan Xuan and Li He.
Qin Xuan bent his fingers, took out a bottle of healing elixir, and flew towards Changyan.
He had no intention of participating in it. Chang Yun and others were so greedy for profit that they brought about their own destruction. They were so disrespectful to him, so why should they be saved?
Unfortunately, Qin Xuan's peripheral vision glanced at the injured Chang Yan. If Chang Yan had the strength, he should have been able to escape, but Chang Yan did not hesitate to raise his sword to cut a way out for him. How could Qin Changqing ignore this feeling.
"Forget it, I will kill these two people and save the lives of these idiots!"
In the silence, Qin Xuan spoke calmly, as if the people in front of him were not two great monks who transformed themselves into gods, but just like a fool.
After finishing his words, many Tianyun Sect disciples were stunned and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
"What did he say? Kill these two people!?"
"Is this guy crazy? He dares to provoke two great monks who transform themselves into gods!"
A group of disciples were shocked and angry, and some were silently looking at the passage cut out above, preparing to gather their strength to escape from this place.
Changyun looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief. Is this guy crazy? This is a great cultivator of the Transformation of Gods. He is a golden elixir man, but he dares to be so bold and utter such arrogant words.
Tan Xuan looked at Qin Xuan with a cold face and a hint of anger in his pupils.
"As expected of the Tianyun Sect, the fact that a Jindan disciple wants to kill the great cultivator of the Transformation God is enough to shock me!"
"I never thought that there would be someone as arrogant as you in Tianyun Sect. It was unexpected."
As soon as the sound fell, Tan Xuan had already condensed his consciousness like a knife and slashed straight at Qin Xuan.
"I want to see how you can save this arrogant and ignorant kid!"
"Today, who among the people present can leave alive!"
Li He was even more furious. With hatred in his eyes, he drank the sacrifice and used the whisk in his hand. Three thousand white silk snakes rushed straight towards Qin Xuan and Chang Yan.
"Senior is right about what he said. No one can leave today!"
"Junior brother!?"
Chang Yan turned his head, a look of disbelief flashed in his drunken eyes.
Qin Xuan smiled coldly, and in the eyes of the golden elixir disciples, a light suddenly lit up around his waist, and the three-foot eternal sword fell into his hand.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan stepped forward, and the flying knife of his consciousness entered his sea of consciousness, annihilating the city into nothingness.
The sword light was as cold as cold, and it suddenly swept out.
Wherever the Eternal Sword passed, the three thousand white silk whisks were cut into countless pieces in an instant.
"What?"
Tan Xuan's eyes were shocked, and he was shocked when he looked at Qin Xuan, whose expression had not changed at all.
His mid-level divine consciousness attack was easily blocked. He didn't even know what was happening in the other party's sea of consciousness. As soon as he entered the other party's sea of consciousness, his flying sword of spiritual consciousness had already been with him.
Lost contact.
Li He was even more shocked and angry. He looked at the whisk in his hand and saw that there was a faint sword mark on the three thousand white silk whisks of the seventh-grade magic weapon. He almost cut it off and completely destroyed the seventh-grade magic weapon in his hand.
Qin Xuan stood with his sword in hand and said calmly: "Senior sister, you are wrong. Although I have just joined Tianyun Sect and became a disciple of Master."
Qin Xuan paused slightly and glanced at Tan Xuan and Li He.
"But these two people can't defeat me!"
He stood with his sword in hand, looked calmly at the shocked Tianyun Sect's golden elixir disciples, and spoke coldly.
"Why don't you get out quickly?"
As soon as the sound fell, Changyun took the lead and rushed towards the cave above with extremely incredible eyes.
Following that, the golden elixirs immediately reacted and rose into the air.
"court death!"
Tan Xuan was even more furious. If Changyun and others left, he would bear the responsibility of Tianyun.
Zong's revenge, not to mention him, even the Yueming Kingdom could not bear it.
Just when Tan Xuan was practicing magic skills and spiritual consciousness, and thousands of white flying feathers suddenly condensed behind him, a figure stepped out.
Qin Xuan stepped on Qingze and appeared in front of Tan Xuan in an instant.
He faced the thirty or forty flying knives of consciousness and the thousands of flying feathers, as if they were nothing.
"As my senior sister said, what about the monks who transform into gods?"