"Then I'd like to have a good experience." Qin Xuan said faintly, his eyes were very calm, there was no fear, some were just fighting against powerful opponents.
Murong Guangzhao is arrogant. He is the son of light. He is unique in the world. He was born with the care of the gods. He is confident that there are few people whose talent of the younger generation can surpass his right.
Therefore, he agreed to Qin Xuan's request and suppressed the realm. He fought with Qin Xuan in the same territory, and he never lost.
"I practice at the age of six, enter Kaiyuan at the age of ten, enter Yuanfu at the age of twenty, and become the king of yuan at the age of thirty-five. How can you fight me?"
Murong Guangzhao's face showed a faint color of pride. These achievements were unimaginable for ordinary people, but he did it.
"Is that all?" Qin Xuan murmured, and then looked at Murong Guangzhao. A dazzling brilliance flashed in his eyes, and a peerless arrogance naturally revealed. Lang said: "I began to practice at the age of 18. I entered Kaiyuan in one year and cut yuan mansion in two years. Now I have been practicing for only seven years. Can you do this?"
After this, Murong Guangzhao and Mo Lishang both trembled. Mo Lishang looked at Qin Xuan with an unbelievable face and set off a storm in his heart.
He had guessed that Qin Xuan's talent was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that the evil spirit would reach such a level. In seven years, he achieved the top of the yuan mansion Feng, this cultivation speed, looking at the whole Tianxuan continent, how many people can do it?
Murong Guangzhao's face changed constantly. He kept telling himself that it was impossible. He must have exaggerated his words. Even the peerless demons couldn't do this in seven years.
"Do you think you can raise your posture in front of me by showing off your tongue?" Murong Guangzhao sarcastically said that in his opinion, Qin Xuan's words were too ignorant and childish.
"Self righteous." Qin Xuan looked at Murong's light indifferently and walked out. The artistic conception of the space was released and wrapped his body. The space seemed to be distorted by a pair of invisible hands and ripples.
"Space artistic conception." Murong's bright eyes suddenly coagulated. This guy actually understood the artistic conception of space. It seems that he is not weak. No wonder he can defeat Beize Tianpeng. He is indeed something extraordinary.
In an instant, the space twisted wildly. Qin Xuan walked in the chaotic space, like stepping on the flat ground, stirring a terrible blade storm all over him, just like a void walker. Space opened the way for him, and heaven and earth made way for him.
"Is he so strong?" Mo Lishang's pupils showed an ice blue color. His eyes seemed to penetrate the space and saw the powerful and boundless figure.
Suddenly, a sharp color flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, raised his hand and blew out a sword seal. The sword seal coerced endless murderous Qi, broke through the void, and hanged Murong Guangzhao with great terror.
"If you think you can fight me like this, you will overestimate yourself." Murong's light shone faintly and looked at the sword seal at will. His eyes were full of disdain.
In an instant, his hands danced, and endless bright light bloomed from him. It was like a divine light, which spread all over the nine days. It seemed soft, but it contained strong killing power. Everywhere he went, the void was destroyed and turned into ruins.
When the Zhentian sword seal collided with the divine light, there was no expected loud noise, and the void was extremely silent. The divine light spread and turned into countless rays of light, trying to wrap the sword seal and nibble it.
If others attack, the divine light will easily destroy it. However, how powerful the rules of Qin Xuan's sword are. How many people can compete with him in the same environment?
The rules of the endless sword flow on the sword seal. The light is so bright. The sword power sweeps the void and sweeps the sky. The sword seal drags the divine light through the void, as if to erase the divine light completely.
"Broken." Murong Guangzhao spit out a sound, only heard a loud noise, and the divine light burst apart. It seemed that a terrorist force broke out completely in the world and spread to a wide area.
The sword print also vibrated violently under the vibration of that power, and then turned into countless sharp sword Qi and shot into the void everywhere.
However, this is only the beginning. The attacks at this level, whether against Qin Xuan or Murong Guangzhao, are just exploratory.
Murong's light shone on his body, and his whole body exuded sacred and gorgeous immortal light, as if it had fallen from the nine heaven. With a sudden grip of his palm, he condensed a bright sword in the void, containing the terrible rules of light, and the speed exceeded everything.
The speed of light is as fast as the speed of the sword of light. In a moment, the sword of light has a strong killing intention, crossing the space and killing Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted. At this moment, he only felt that his body was locked by countless killing intentions. All he could see was the sword light. No matter where he went, he would be hanged by the sword light, and there was nowhere to escape.
Qin Xuan's eyes turned and suddenly became extremely terrible. A trace of wonderful power was released, which made the direction of the sword light slightly distorted and deviated from his body skillfully.
Murong Guangzhao frowned, which was also the artistic conception of space. Then he took endless immortal light into the void. Each immortal light was extremely terrible, just like a magic weapon, which could easily wipe out the top martial artist in the ordinary yuan family.
"Cold spirit broken sky finger." Qin Xuan whispered in his heart, and then pointed out. In an instant, a fingerprint penetrating the heaven and earth burst out. The cold air swept the heaven and earth, shrouded the endless area and killed everything.
However, Murong Guangzhao's face remained unchanged and he still walked forward, allowing the cold breath emitted by the fingerprint to blow on him, as if he was not affected at all. Under the bath of divine light, he seemed to be truly transformed into the God of light and fearless.
"Too weak." Murong Guangzhao disdained the way and raised his hand to blast out a fairy light. The Fairy Light collided with the fingerprint and made a loud noise. The fairy light was broken and the fingerprint was broken.
Almost breathing, Murong Guangzhao finally came to Qin Xuan. A bright sword appeared in his hand and cut out a sword without hesitation. The sword light seemed to run through the heaven and earth, falling from the sky to the ground, tearing open a crack in the heaven and earth, and a terrible space storm swept out of the crack, revealing strong fluctuations to swallow Qin Xuan.
Feeling the powerful smell of the space storm, Qin Xuan looked slightly chilly, and a gray holy sword shadow suddenly appeared behind him, emitting a sacred smell.
At the moment when the holy sword appeared, a terrible wave suddenly appeared in the world, which changed Murong Guangzhao's look and stared at the holy sword behind Qin Xuan.
"The fifth level of Yuan soul!" Murong Guangzhao's heart trembled and immediately asked Qin Xuan, "what's your soul?"
Qin Xuan didn't directly answer Murong Guangzhao's words, but closed his eyes, opened his hands, and the sun's brilliance fell on him, which reflected a strange radiance, which was very charming.