Chapter 918

It is hard to contain the injury caused by the Jue Xian sword of long Xue's silence, which constantly damages Pei Hua's life and vitality.

Just now, Peihua not only suffered serious injury, but also lost many treasures he had with him.

In order to resist the sword of long Xueji, Pei Hua destroyed many treasures under Jue Xian sword.

Pei Hua thought that even if he was seriously injured, he could quickly solve Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, even if Yan Zhaoge had such a treasure as a sun seal.

But unexpectedly Yanzhao singer head unexpectedly has the big Youming wheel.

The great Youming wheel has not become a fairy soldier, but it is also extraordinary.

It's just that Yan Zhaoge is hard to push.

But I can't do it myself, but my opponent can.

At this moment, the great Youming wheel seems to have its own mood and will, running on its own, to live against the heirs of emperor Haoyang in the past, and now Peihua, the supreme emperor of Haoyang.

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge urged sun seal to attack.

Pei Hua, who was hard to pull out, was forced to transport the whole body of Zhen Yuan, put a bodyguard outside to resist Yan Zhaoge and the sun seal.

If it's normal, Pei Hua has confidence to defend until the end of the day. Yan Zhaoge can't break his defense.

The supreme martial Saint born in Xianting is also the supreme martial saint. Is it comparable to overlooking the existence of human beings?

But Pei Hua is seriously injured at the moment.

Just now I can still insist on it. Now all my energy is used to deal with Yan Zhaoge, sun seal and big Youming wheel. His injury immediately worsens!

The injury beside is nothing more. The injury caused by Jue Xian Jian, who died in the end, can be fatal if you neglect it a little!

Now that's it. Pei Hua resists Yan Zhaoge's attack. Distracted, Pei Hua's body is seriously injured, which worsens.

The white sword spirit cuts his body and turns into a miserable and horrible sword trace!

Seriously injured, he was not strong enough to protect the golden palace of Zhenyuan and finally collapsed.

Pei Hua's despairing roar, Yan Zhao's song is also ignored, and the sun's imprint falls on the sun's imprint, and then the red gold's imprint falls.

So, there is no other day.

The sun is high and the sun sets.

This is the supreme martial Saint from Xianting. His head was smashed by the sun seal!

When Pei Huayi died, his original injury was completely uncontrollable, and the white sword Qi of terror scattered all over the place, which made his body fragmented and there was no whole body.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the scene and shook his head slightly: "I don't know whether to say I'm lucky or you're not."

The surrounding time and space, constantly changing, appears complex and disordered.

Yan Zhaoge could not care too much emotion, and hurriedly escaped into the void with Fu ting.

The action of killing Pei Hua is much greater than that of killing.

Not to mention that long Xueji killed another supreme martial saint in Xianting here before.

This is the front line of the battle between Xianting and the pure land of Buddhism. There are many experts, and other Xianting strongmen may come at any time.

Walking on the road, Yan Zhaoge then had the time to ask Fu Ting: "just that master of the upper Qing Dynasty, is it?"

"Two hundred years ago, there was an amazing young warrior who came out of the world. His origin became a mystery, and his sword moved the world," Fu Ting said

"His name is Qian Xueji. He travels all over the world with a single sword. There is no one to fight in the same realm. He is known as the" little sword God "and he is honored as" Qian three swords ". It means that no one can take his three swords in the same realm."

Yan Zhaoge is interested: "Oh? If so? "

Fu Ting nodded: "as far as I know, there is only one exception."

"At that time, the supremacy of the North suppressed self cultivation to the same level as Qian Xueji. The two sides fought each other for more than three rounds."

Fu Ting said with admiration, "but as a result of that war, it is said that the supreme of the North almost fell under Qian Xueji's sword, and at the critical moment of life and death, he released the ban on cultivation, and then he was saved."

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "what realm was Qian Xueji at that time?"

Fu Ting said: "wusheng four, see God early."

Yan Zhaoge thought: "that's really awesome."

The gap between the two sides is too big. Even if the northern Supreme Master suppresses his own cultivation realm, he can surpass too much vision and experience skills, which is enough to crush and sweep the vast majority of the witnessing saints.

But even so, the winner is still the young swordsman.

Fu Ting sighed and said, "but no one has seen him since the first World War. Such a prodigy, who has oppressed a generation, appears abruptly in the upper world like a meteor, and then disappears abruptly. "

At that time, everyone thought that this gentleman was very easy to die and died early, and they were very sorry.

But now we can know that he was born in the upper Qing Dynasty.

Yan Zhaoge said: "I'm afraid it's the battle with the supreme of the north. He also needs to fight with all his strength, so he revealed the details of his lineage in the upper Qing Dynasty. So after the war, he had to leave the upper boundary and return to biyoutian."

Fu Ting thought and said: "now it seems that Qian Xueji should be a pseudonym. Maybe long Xueji is his real name? If the surname is long... "

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "I heard that emperor Longquan had the surname of dragon?"

Fu Ting nodded: "maybe, elder martial brother Lin and him..."

Yan Zhaoge said: "according to the past achievements of the dragon master and the strength he just showed, if there is only one great emperor from a layman background, he should not be killed. We don't have to worry about him."

Fu Ting sighed: "although we are Bi you tianwu, we are all the orthodox inheritance of the three Qing Dynasty. I hope he can escape safely. After all, the opponent is a real immortal."

The distance between man and immortal is like the distance between heaven and earth.

It is possible to kill a powerful master.

A powerful grand master may kill the martial saint.

Although there is little hope, it is not impossible.

However, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a martial saint who can kill real immortals one-on-one with his own accomplishments and without external force!

Because if you want to open the immortal door, you have to go through the immortal robbery.

After crossing, you will become an immortal. If you can't cross, you will die.

And through all the calamities of immortals, one step to the immortals, is no longer a mortal, and all the calamities and tribulations of mortals are no longer hard to hurt.

In other words, no matter how strong a man is, he can't kill the real immortal only by himself.

All your attacks are ineffective to the immortal.

This is the real natural moat. People can only look at the sky and sigh. There is no exception for all living beings in ancient and modern times.

"It doesn't matter." Yan Zhaoge said: "although the means of wusheng are not effective to the real immortal, it does not mean that the means of the real immortal, but people can not resist it. Most of the emperor who comes from Xianting, by the means of the elder long Xueji dragon, can't help him."

True immortals are invincible, but it doesn't mean they will win.

Most of the time, of course, it means winning.

There are very few exceptions.

However, the Dragon Snow silence that Yan Zhaoge met today is obviously a human supreme who can make such an exception.

Fu Ting nodded silently: "maybe..."

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Bi you Tian, on the one hand, has a very different upper boundary, but the same vast world.

It's full of aura.

Qingpingshan, in the name of Lingbao Tianzun sword, the ancestor of the Shangqing cult, is where biyou Tianli was born after the great disillusionment.

In front of a cave in the mountain stands a young man, sharp as a sword. It is Lin Hanhua, the sword king of Yingshan who left from Jinting mountain in the upper world.

At this time, a white jade crown, young people's appearance of the figure without warning.

Little sword God, dragon and snow are still.

Lin Hanhua met him and gave him a salute.

"Father."