Chapter 1275

On both sides, Han Xin looks as usual, and Yang Jian's eyes are calm. He doesn't stop him. He just stares at Yang Huanguang and his minister to guard against his hand.

Your majesty has something to do. Are you kidding.

"Stupid!" A cry came from Lin Qian's mouth, and his pupils were shining with purple and gold.

Emperor pupil!

Boom!

In a twinkling, in his sea of consciousness, the terrible soul power turned into a huge wave, swept over and patted the sharp blade of Yang Huanwen's soul.

The huge wave instantly involved the sharp blade, rolled in and crushed it.

Yang Huanwen, who entered the seventh level of Tao realm, was the soul attack of the great emperor of Wang Daojiang. Under the attack of Lin Qian's soul wave, he was vulnerable and weak.

Just a touch is a rout.

After the wave of soul power crushed the sharp blade, it turned into two swords and burst out from the emperor's eyes.

The two swords, which are divided into two, turn into four souls. The swords pierce into each other's pupils, and enter into their sea of knowledge.

Lin Qian's body also moved. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the body of the sword with his bare hands.

The Shenguang sword, which is powerful and contains Yang Huanwen's all-out attack, was clamped by Lin Qian with his bare hands and could not move.

On the other hand, Lin Qian was armed with Yuanqi, and the emperor's sword appeared in his hand. The spirit of the emperor condensed the body of the sword.

Emperor meaning, emperor power, the moment between heaven and earth, hegemony unparalleled, supreme, exclusive.

The appearance of this coercion, not to mention Yang Huanwen, was suppressed, along with Yang Huanguang and his ministers.

"No way, you..." Yang Huanwen was in a panic. In front of him, he seemed to be the master of the heaven and the earth for a moment. He was incomparably noble.

However, he is too small to be compared with.

The golden sword light appeared in front of his eyes. The crisis of death made Yang Huanwen wake up from his confused mood and quickly retreat to the rear.

However, he was still cut on his right arm by Lin Qian's sword.

The power contained in the golden sword light made Yang Huanwen unable to resist at all. Instead, he gave up this arm and stepped back.

When he returned to Yang Huanguang and the minister, his whole right arm had been cut off shoulder to shoulder, and blood gushed out from the wound, like a spring, with purple dense air on it.

It was blood, purple blood, which also showed his identity.

The netherworld, the life of other chaotic cosmic civilization, is filled with blood, which makes his wound stop bleeding gradually.

Yang Huanwen now looked up, pale, Lin Qian's soul power attack, extremely powerful, in the sea also suffered a heavy blow.

When he looked up, he saw Lin Qian holding his sword with his bare hands.

When he cast his eyes to the past, Lin Qian's face showed disdain and suddenly forced

Click!

Yang Huanwen stares four eyes, unbelievable.

The sword of his own is crushed by the opponent's hands!

This is how terrible the physical body, to be able to do so.

What's more, his soul attack was easily disintegrated by the other side, and he came back with a strong counterattack.

As soon as he shakes his hand, he leaves the fragments of the sword at will and lets it break up into spirit and spirit, and unties the weapon.

"Seven steps into the realm of Tao? The strength of your Youming clan, but I'm very disappointed. " Lin Qian, with his hands on his back, looked lonely. "I'm afraid that among the Youming people, you four eyes spirit people can't be on the table, can you?"

Lin Qian's words made Yang Huan's face more ugly. He opened his mouth to refute, but he couldn't speak.

Just now he was defeated, and indeed defeated. Where did he begin to refute?

Yang Huanguang and his ministers on the side are equally unbelievable.

Originally, they both thought that Yang Huanwen suddenly launched a shock, and the two people around Lin Qian, who did not move, were simply stupid.

Now it seems that the stupid thing is the two of them.

The people of enlightenment are so powerful.

Yang Huanwen tries his best to kill him, but he still can't kill him. And he was badly hurt and cut off.

If it was in the past, some people told themselves that a nine level human race of enlightenment would cut Yang Huanwen down with a sword.

They must think it's bullshit.

Now this kind of fact is placed in front of us, which makes us unable to regard it as invisible.

"Your Majesty, shall we take them alive?" All of a sudden, Han Xin on the side asked Lin Qian respectfully.

Lin Qian carried his hands behind him and stared at the three people in front of him. After a little thought, he said, "you can try. Maybe you can pry something out of their mouth. It's a pity that the spitting medicine is useless to their realm. "On the other hand, Yang Huanwen and the three of them feel humiliated when they hear Lin Qian's words.

"I underestimated them. It's a pity." All of a sudden, the minister also opened his mouth and looked at Yang Huanwen, "these years, it's a good day to help you. It's worth remembering."

"Wait, aren't you..." The minister suddenly opened his mouth and saw his manner. Yang Huan's face changed. "No, I'll go back for a while. There's still a chance."

"No, he's arrogant. It's a rare opportunity to put him in danger." The minister shook his head and looked at Lin Qian, "if you lose this opportunity, it will be difficult to have it again in the future."

Speaking of these words, the minister's eyes were full of absolute, and he regarded death as if he were going home.

Lin Qian was very interested in the look of the eight pupil Protoss minister and his words: "how do you want to sacrifice yourself and die with me?"

"No, I know I don't have it. You are so talented. You are not an ordinary person. You can cut off your Majesty's arm with one sword. It can be seen that your fighting power is not as simple as that in the realm. "

"I can't die together, but with my life, I can make this opportunity to kill you come true."

"You are too terrible. Once you grow up, you may be the nightmare of the netherworld, which may change the pattern of the chaotic universe."

"My life, for your life, is not worth dying."

The next moment, the eight pupils in the minister's four eyes suddenly flashed black, suddenly collapsed, forming a twisted hole, which swallowed up his body.

No one can predict the sudden death of the minister.

Even Lin Qian was surprised by the sudden death of the minister.

On one side, Yang Huanwen, looking sad, threw a pill into his mouth. The medicine burst out and roared in pain. The severed arm grew up again.

In this realm, with the help of medicine, it's not a problem for them to regenerate from a broken arm, but the loss is not small.

However, Yang Huanwen now four eyes red, staring at Lin Qian: "even if your strength is not vulgar, today you can not escape death."

"Because there are only three of you!"

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