Liu Han's expression turned serious. Although he was confident in his own strength, he did not dare to underestimate Qin Xuan.
In the secret realm, more than two hundred incarnations of the Huanyun Sect died. The deaths of Wu Xuan and Lu Gan served as a warning, and Liu Han did not want to lose his face in these three swords.
"Okay!" Liu Han stared. There was body-protecting true energy flowing on his body. It was as thick as a finger, and the true energy was like substance.
Not only that, a golden bead the size of a baby's fist appeared in Liu Han's hand.
"Desolate Armor Pearl?"
The eyes of many Returning Void Dao Lords were slightly condensed, and even some of them snorted coldly.
The sixth-grade magic weapon, the Desolate Armor Pearl, is cast from the real bones of multiple sixth-grade desolate beasts. It can be turned into a defense, which is one point stronger than the ordinary sixth-grade magic weapon.
"This guy, Chang Qing, is just a transformed god. He can even use sixth-grade magic weapons!"
"You are really shameless. Is it possible that after thousands of years of cultivation, you have become shameless?"
"It seems that this guy is somewhat self-aware and doesn't dare to relax at all!"
Among a group of Taoist monarchs, some are not ashamed, while others approve of it.
"Chang Qing has caused a big trouble for himself!" Li Xuandao shook his head and sighed. Before Qin Xuan killed Dao Lord, it was because of the fourth-grade heavy treasure Tianxiao Pavilion. But now, he looked at the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand, It's just a seventh-grade magic weapon, and it's impossible to break through the Kaihuang Armor Pearl alone.
A smile appeared at the corner of Liu Han's mouth, and there was a smile hidden in his eyes.
"The little guy is a little overconfident. If there is a real life-and-death fight, Liu Han may not be able to win, but with just three swords, it is impossible for Zhenjun to defeat Liu Han!" Feng Xuan commented, shaking his head slightly. .
Feng Mo hunched his body, eyes filled with brilliance, and stared at Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at the desolate armor bead and Liuhan, and smiled lightly, as if he was ignoring them.
He did not say anything, but the Eternal Sword in his hand shook, and immediately, Qin Xuan slashed out with a sword.
The sword was drawn out slowly, as if it were dancing with a sword, and with this move the sword slashed through the air.
boom!
From the eternal sword, there seems to be endless sword energy erupting. These sword energy are like clouds and mist. Qin Xuan's body seems to have a kind of continuous but ever-changing sword intention. It does not shock the world and does not move everyone. It is like Qin Xuan's lingering sword intention. , Just like the clouds in the sky, although they are millions of feet high, they are blown by the wind, without power or power.
"This is……"
"Yunyi? Tianyun Sword Intention, that's wrong..."
But as the sword intention emerged, Li Xuandao's expression changed, and Feng Xuan's old body trembled, with a look of shock on his face.
A ray of light flashed across Feng Mo's eyes, and the smile on his face became even stronger.
I saw thousands of sword energy turning into white clouds, slowly floating in the cold air.
"Sword Intent?"
Liu Han's eyes were shocked. Qin Xuan had already understood the meaning of the sword during the entrance examination. He had already known it.
"Senior Brother Changqing, if you want to defeat me with your sword, you are a bit wishful thinking!"
Liu Han said loudly, a seventh-grade flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and his eyes were shocked.
I saw the sound of his flying sword soaring to the sky, like shaking the heaven and earth, and there was also a sword intention, like splitting mountains and splitting mountains, giving people a sense of invincibility.
"Kaiyun Sword Intent!"
"This son of the True Monarch Realm has actually mastered the Kaiyun Sword Style to great perfection, and actually comprehends the meaning of the sword?"
Youdaojun exclaimed, his eyes shocked. As far as they knew, Liu Han was not a person who majored in swordsmanship.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it cut into the vast clouds in an instant. The sword energy penetrated the vast white clouds in an instant.
Liu Han was startled, this was so easy, like cutting through nothing.
At this moment, the vast white clouds enveloped him.
Liu Han stepped forward and retreated suddenly. What shocked Liu Han was that when he retreated, Yun Jin allowed him to retreat. Not only did he not escape,
The white clouds, on the contrary, were completely enveloped by the white clouds.
Among the vast white clouds, there were even more white clouds that turned into swords. In an instant, thousands of cloud swords appeared, arrived in an instant, and landed on Liu Han.
Boom boom boom boom...
The body-protecting essence trembled, and cracks appeared. Youyun Sword broke through the body-protecting essence and was imprisoned in the cracks.
Liu Han looked at the sword edge so close at hand, feeling horrified in his heart.
He immediately stopped hesitating, and the magic power in his body surged out and poured into the Huangjiazhu.
boom!
I saw scales emerging, forming a circle, and hundreds of circular scale shields appeared around Liu Han. Those cloud swords struck among them, and I saw that the scales did not move at all.
But there was no trace of joy on Liu Han's face. He stepped down, held the seventh-grade flying sword, and slashed out in awe.
"Break it for me!"
The roar sounded, and the clouds in front of Liu Han were cut open, but before he could react, the cut passage was covered by white clouds. Not only that, countless cloud swords were condensed in the white clouds, and they struck again.
Come.
"How can it be!"
Liu Han's face was pale. He used the long sword in his hand to cut through Yunjian again and again, but every time he swung the sword, it seemed as if he was cutting into nothingness. That feeling made Liuhan extremely uncomfortable, and Yunjian fell on Huangjiazhu.
But it caused the mana in his body to be consumed rapidly, and the terrifying power was no less than a full blow from the monk who transformed into gods.
In just a moment, Liu Han discovered that the mana in his body was close to being exhausted.
With the depletion of mana, the light of the Huangjiazhu became even dimmer. Suddenly, a cloud sword fell on the scale shield, shattering the scale shield into pieces. Liu Han stepped on it suddenly and reacted, but even so,
There were also blood stains on his face.
"Break it open for me!"
Liu Han was furious and even a little crazy. He kept cutting through the white clouds in front of him, but the white clouds did not hinder him in the slightest. However, after he cut through them, they immediately returned to their original state, as if they were endless.
This feeling made Liu Han feel even more hysterical, like a trapped animal still fighting.
Until, the magic power in his body was finally exhausted, the Huangjiazhu in his hand could not support it, and there were hundreds of cloud swords around him, Liu Han looked at the magic sword composed of sword energy, and finally a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.
"I surrender!" he roared, even more unwillingly.
He, the True Lord of Nascent Soul, is at the pinnacle of god transformation, but he is unable to defeat Chang Qing's sword.
Just when he yelled out these three words, hundreds of swords in the cloud suddenly slashed down.
Liu Han's pupils shrank suddenly and he roared: "Senior Brother Changqing, I give up!"
"You win!"
Puff puff……
The Yunjian penetrated the body, leaving thousands of scars like a fountain of blood. His face was sluggish with coldness, and the light in his eyes was dim.
Until his death, Liu Han never imagined that he would die or that Qin Xuan would kill him.
Outside the white clouds, many Dao Lords did not hear half of Liu Han's roar, but just looked inside the white clouds, as if waiting for the result.
"Little guy, you got your wish!" Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at the five-foot wind demon after hearing the old voice.
Qin Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Master, I was joking."
Feng Mo smiled faintly and said: "You can't hide it. If I don't want him to die, I will undo his cultivation at the last moment."
"Since he is dead, why do you pretend to be innocent?"
Qin Xuan smiled noncommittally, and Feng Mo looked at the white clouds and chuckled: "What a little guy, more than a hundred years old, and in the God Transformation realm, he can actually understand the Sword Domain, and there is more than one sword intention in this Sword Domain."
Feng Mo hunched his body and looked at Qin Xuan, "I'm curious, since you can kill him with one sword, why did you make a three-sword agreement?"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and before his eyes, the White Cloud Sword Domain had dissipated.
"Master is joking, it's just a sword domain, not enough for the Tao!"
"As for the three-sword agreement..."
Qin Xuan stood with his sword in hand, his face calm, "The other two swords are waiting for the master to release the restriction and Liu Han recovers his Nascent Soul cultivation before killing him."
As the sound fell, Feng Mo's heart trembled slightly.
The sound fell, the white clouds dissipated, and the cold corpse...