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Chapter 1092 Emperor Sword is like the sky

"Little baby, you went so deep into the Riyaoyanoyuan, but what big gains did you get?"

The strong man in flame armor looked at Xi Qianye and the others with intriguing eyes.

There are opportunities everywhere in the Holy Ruins. Generally speaking, the more dangerous the place, the greater the opportunities.

Therefore, many monks will try their best to explore some dangerous areas, so that the probability of encountering great opportunities will be greater.

The Rift Wilderness is a place in the Holy Ruins where dangers abound and opportunities abound.

Because it is too dangerous, very few people come here.

Not to mention a few little kids, even people like them don't dare to run around in the Riayao Wasteland, because there is no telling when their lives will be in danger.

"Who are you calling little baby!" He Baizhu looked cold.

"Oh, he's quite temperamental."

The armored man sneered, obviously not taking He Baizhu seriously.

"Why bother talking nonsense with them? Just kill and search them and you will know if they have got any chance treasures."

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely cold aura swept out, turning into a flickering palm print and patted Xi Qianye and the others.

The person who took action was the middle-aged Confucian scholar among the three. His appearance was within the normal range among the three, and he was not as ferocious and terrifying as the other two. However, no one expected that such a middle-aged Confucian scholar was...

The most ferocious, ready to kill as soon as he comes up.

"Old Qin has a bad temper and bullies the small with his big one, which is not good or bad."

The armored man shook his head. Although he said something bad, he had no intention of stopping him. Instead, he folded his arms and raised the corners of his lips, as if watching a show.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar may seem thin, but his strength is terrifying. With a single palm of his hand, he can drain the vitality of a hundred miles around and freeze the space.

"Want to kill people and steal goods? Looking for death!"

He Baizhu's face turned into a ball of light, his face turned into ice, and he slammed into the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

bump!

With a loud noise, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's cold palm print was directly shattered and turned into scattered air currents flying around.

He Baizhu's castration continued unabated, leaving a few phantoms in the air. In an instant, they appeared in front of the middle-aged Confucian scholar and pointed out.

Burning Soul Finger!

The world-famous emperor-level secret skill on Mu Cang Continent is said to have been created by an extremely powerful emperor in history.

He Baizhu only succeeded in cultivation after he broke through and became a Heavenly Sage.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's expression changed slightly. He thought it was just a few juniors, but he was unexpectedly so strong. He defeated his attack in the blink of an eye and gained the upper hand without mercy.

As a master at the Supreme King level, he naturally reacts very quickly.

From that finger, he felt a terrifying threat and did not dare to be careless at all.

boom!

The middle-aged Confucian scholar flipped his wrist, and a black folding fan appeared in his hand. Mountains and rivers were painted on the fan, as if carrying the power of mountains and rivers, it slammed into He Baizhu's finger.

"Chuanheheyunfan."

Huo Kai's strong man's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Qin Yan to sacrifice all the cloud fans in the rivers and rivers.

The Chuanhe Cloud Fan is the supreme weapon and the supreme sacred object of the Chuanhe Gate.

He took out the Supreme Weapon in just one meeting. Did that young woman put so much pressure on him?

The horned weirdo who looked like it had nothing to do with him also narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this.

In the supreme battle, only the deepest feelings for each other were felt during the battle. It was obvious that Qin Yan felt an unparalleled threat in front of the young woman, so he sacrificed the Chuanhe Cloud Fan without hesitation.

"It seems we underestimate people."

The horned monster murmured to himself. From the way the woman smashed Qin Yan's palm print, we could tell that this person was at least at the level of the Supreme King.

Now let's see how strong that woman is and whether she can take advantage of Qin Yan.

boom!

The Burning Soul Finger collided with the Chuanhe River Cloud Fan.

The sky and the earth were shaken violently, hurricanes swept through, like a whirlwind blowing thousands of feet from the plains, shaking the earth and mountains in a radius of hundreds of miles.

He Baizhu's body trembled and he fell back a hundred feet.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar named Qin Yan had a slight advantage. He only took three steps back to stabilize his figure.

Of course, the power of the Soul-Burning Finger is not only reflected in physical attacks, but also has a great impact on the soul.

Qin Yan obviously did not expect that the soul-burning finger was a secret skill with two sides in one body. He accidentally caught his soul and fell into a temporary trance.

If he hadn't used all his strength to activate the Chuanhe River Cloud Fan to repel He Baizhu, he would have been in danger of losing consciousness for just this moment.

"Is a broken fan very strong?"

He Baizhu snorted and was pushed back by the middle-aged Confucian scholar, obviously dissatisfied.

With a flick of her fingers, an antique long sword appeared in her hand, shining brightly and exuding divine light.

The Imperial Sword, the antique long sword, is exactly the Imperial Sword in He Baizhu's hand.

As a true imperial weapon, it exudes an aura of dominance as soon as it appears. For a moment, the world is shaken, and all laws are retreating. The imperial weapon contains the complete laws of the emperor. In a world where there are only laws of the holy path, it is worthy of

Call me the only one.

"What kind of weapon is that?"

The strong man Huo Kai's body was tense, and he felt a chill in his bones, as if there was a death sickle floating on his head, and he was trembling all over.

The horned monster, who was looking at the show, subconsciously took a step back, his eyes full of fear.

"kill!"

He Baizhu swung his sword and slashed out. In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, the sun and moon lost all light, and only a ball of sword energy passed through the void, slashing towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar like a fleeting shadow.

"No! Brothers, help me."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had just woken up from his trance when he saw a ball of sword light rushing towards him, like a meteor in the dark night. It seemed that only that ball of light was shining in the whole world.

Crazy fear and the shadow of death enveloped his heart. At that moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar had a premonition of his own death.

With his own strength, he might not be able to stop it at all.

The Huokai strong man and the horned monster looked at each other, and without much hesitation, they took action one after another to help the middle-aged Confucian scholar block the sword light.

They have been tied to a boat with a middle-aged Confucian scholar. It is impossible to watch the middle-aged Confucian scholar die, otherwise the young human woman can kill Qin Yan, and she can also kill them. Everyone knows that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

boom!

The sky and earth shook violently, a stream of light swept across the sky, and the floating clouds dissipated, turning into heavy rain and falling from the sky.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar flew backwards, his face was pale, his clothes were stained red with blood, and a shocking sword mark on his chest almost split him in two.

The strong man with fire Kai and the horned monster also flew backwards, their arms trembling slightly and they could hardly hold their weapons.

Fortunately, the two of them were not the main targets of the imperial weapon's attack, otherwise they would have been more than just injured.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs dare to make noise."

He Baizhu held his sword and flew into the air, sending cold air everywhere, releasing an extremely domineering aura.

"Your Excellency, you have such a strong tone. If it weren't for that sword, how could you hurt us?"

The horned monster looked cold and stared at the imperial sword in He Baizhu's hand.

Among the three of them, he has the highest cultivation level. He was almost not injured in the impact just now, and the slightest shock was healed in an instant. (To be continued)


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