"I remember from the intelligence point of view, you are the apprentice of emperor Zhen. You are the master of one empire in all his territory. Do you call yourself emperor?" Huang Xingyu played with the golden sword in his hand and spoke slowly as if he were chatting about his family. "It's a nice title. It's very interesting that the emperor and the emperor are combined into one."

"Too much of your nonsense!" As soon as Lin Qian's face solidified, the spirit of the Yellow Emperor of the Ming Dynasty condensed into the shape of a sword and rushed over.

Huang Xingyu was a little funny about this. He just lifted up the long sword in his hand, and the power of the sword came out in the direction of Lin Qian.

Lin Qian's sword with the spirit of the Yellow Emperor of Ming Dynasty in his hand collided with the sword.

Click, click!

Lin Qian's face changed, and he turned around and let go.

The sword body, which is made of the spirit of the emperor, is broken and vulnerable.

"Tut Tut, sure enough, you really can't be armed. In that case, you will be miserable. " Looking at Lin Qian, Huang Xingyu turned his lips and said with a look of regret, "your strength is really amazing. If you are not armed with Yuanqi, you really can't be taken down."

"But the strongest of the Terrans is nothing else, or the armed weapon. Without the weapon, you can't compete with me." Huang Xingyu stares at Lin Qian and tells him slowly.

In his eyes, Lin Qian was a lamb to be slaughtered, and there was no big threat.

At this time, Lin Qian also understood that the situation was not very favorable.

Without Yuanqi to resist, no matter how strong your body is, there is no way to shake the Yuanqi of the other party.

After all, Huang Xingyu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is not an ordinary soul warrior. His cohesive weapon is by no means his own body.

On the other hand, Zhao long and Zhao Junhao are fighting together.

Zhao long has spent a lot of energy in solving Liu Shengzhi. It is impossible to solve Zhao Junhao in a short time.

Other members of the Wei family are pursuing their Ming Chuntang disciples and have no time to help them.

Even if we help each other, I'm afraid the possibility of helping him is not high.

"Try that. I hope it works." In Lin Qian's mind, he can't help thinking that another chosen person in the chaotic universe taught his moves when he helped himself in the past.

When Lin Qian reached out his hand, he suddenly had a sharp sword in his hand. As soon as the sword came out, the evil spirit suddenly rose.

Imitating sword, killing immortal sword!

"Oh? If you use spirit Qi, you can't deal with me. " Huang Xingyu stares at Lin Qian and laughingly says, "now it's too late to choose to surrender."

Lin Qian, silent, just cold stare at each other.

At the same time, behind Lin Qian, another sword floated out of the air.

Imitation sword, killing immortal sword!

Imitation sword, juexian sword!

Imitation sword, trap immortal sword!

Imitation sword, Yitian sword!

Imitation sword, Juque sword!

Imitation sword, Zhanlu sword!

Imitation sword, cooperation version of frost sorrow!

Imitation sword, April Fool's Day special goods cheap sword!

Imitation sword, cooperation version endless blade!

……

A famous sword, floating out, dense, can't help but appear behind Lin Qian.

After that, there were many sword equipment in previous games, which could be used in Lin Qian's present state.

Many of them are among the top ten. When the game officials cooperated with other games, some of the entertainment products they produced were ignored by Lin Qian and called out by him.

After all, when the imitation sword was made, Lin Qian ordered it to be any weapon!

With the emergence of each sword, Lin Qian's spirit will consume one point, and all the swords will come out together and gather closely behind him.

Lin Qian knew that if he didn't find a way, he would die here.

"When I come to the top of the world and meet you in the future, I really want to thank you for your skill, fellow townsman!" Lin Qian shook his head with emotion.

At the same time, on the other side of the chaotic universe, a handsome man (the man of the next new book in the future) sneezes, rubs his eyes, and mutters to himself, "I don't know if Wan Jian Guizong, who was taught to that fellow townsman, can help him."

Lin Qian closed his arms and pointed straight ahead.

Huang Xingyu, now no longer relaxed, the other side of this move, let him feel bad.

"To seek death, there is no weapon. Do you think you can win by soul Qi?" Huang Xingyu cheered and rushed directly to Lin Qian. The speed was very fast.

Huang Xingyu's purpose is to kill Lin Qian before he uses this killing move. Even if you don't kill him, at least you should stop him, and don't let him do it so smoothly.

Lin Qian knew clearly about the opponent's fighting power and speed, but he didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes.

"Kill Huang Xingyu murmured and turned into a golden light. In a flash, he came to Lin Qian.One sword cut, but there are thousands of sword shadow follow, one after another, continuous, strive to kill.

Shua!

The Golden Shadow of the sword fell, instantly cut Lin Qian's body into two parts, turned into a phantom and collapsed in the world.

Huang Xingyu's face showed a look of consternation. Obviously, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

In addition, Wan Jian, which had been suspended in the air, disappeared and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Ten thousand swords belong to the clan!"

At this moment, Huang Xingyu suddenly heard a shout behind him. He quickly turned back and found that Lin Qian didn't know when he was standing behind him.

In the middle of the sky, the suspended swords came together to form a golden sword. The spirit of Lin Qian turned into a golden dragon and flew into the huge sword body. On the dragon body, a bright golden awn appeared, lifelike and flexible.

Ten thousand swords are turned into dragon swords and rush to Huang Xingyu.

Such as meteorite sky strike, ten thousand sword Guizong into the dragon sword, the fierce bombardment in Huang Xingyu's location, in an instant, the roaring explosion, instantly sounded.

The sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, splashing out towards the surrounding chaos, turning into a golden sword rain.

And Huang Xingyu, in the middle of the golden sword rain, bears the continuous roar of sword Qi.

The dust rises and completely envelops the opponent's body. Under the wind of sword Qi, it is earth shaking.

Lin Qian's breath was almost endless.

But looking at the front of the movement, let Lin Qian is also slightly relaxed, he can't believe, in such an attack, the other side can still survive well.

Whew!

But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the thick fog, and the body of the golden sword pierced his chest!

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