Qin Xuan looked at the red scroll and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes. Is there a Tianpin martial arts in it?
"Since it is Tianpin martial arts, we should strive for it anyway!" Qin Xuan opened his mouth and walked towards the red scroll.
When Le Hongxuan saw that Qin Xuan seemed to be going to get the red scroll, his eyes became strange. Is this guy crazy?
"Even Shangyang and I can't take it away. Do you think you have a chance?" Le Hongxuan looked at Qin Xuan's back and said, "although your talent is good, the power contained in that scroll will not be weakened by the realm. I'm afraid you can't bear it with your cultivation."
Qin Xuan heard the voice and paused, but didn't look back. He said faintly, "if I can bear it, I won't bother you. What you can't do doesn't mean that others can't do it."
After that, Qin Xuan continued to move forward, as if ignoring Le Hongxuan's words.
Qin Xuan's words made many people present look slightly frozen there, looking at Qin Xuan with an unbelievable face.
Le Hongxuan said that neither he nor Shangyang could take away the scroll, and no one else could do it. Qin Xuan was no exception.
However, Qin Xuan doesn't seem to agree. He thinks that Le Hongxuan and Shangyang can't do it, which doesn't mean he can't do it either.
This guy, is this a blatant provocation to le Hongxuan and Shangyang?
"Overestimate oneself!" A sarcastic smile appeared at the corners of Pengjing's mouth, and his eyes swept towards Qin Xuan with incomparable cold. He was too self righteous. He had never seen a man on the sixth floor of Yuanhuang territory so presumptuous, as if he were invincible in the world. He didn't even pay attention to the ultimate Emperor, who did he think he was?
God?
What an idiot!
"Interesting!" Shang Yang showed a look of interest. He put his hands around his chest and looked at Qin Xuan. He wanted to see how a man on the sixth floor of yuanhuangjing could take away the red scroll.
Other people's eyes also fell on Qin Xuan, with some doubt. Obviously, they also thought Qin Xuan couldn't take the scroll.
Under the gaze of people, Qin Xuan came to the front of the red scroll. He stared at the scroll, then stretched out his hand and fell on it.
At the same time, a terrible soul storm was born in his mind. It rolled wildly and roared. Qin Xuan's head was in a violent shock, as if it was about to burst.
However, Qin Xuan was still standing there, and the soul power in his mind was diffuse. When he was integrated with the power of the scroll, he was particularly harmonious without friction.
Just when Qin Xuan thought he had been recognized by the scroll, a bright silvery white glow suddenly lit up in his eyebrow and went straight to the depths of his mind. The speed was unimaginable.
The silver radiance is like a sword. The sword means a lot. It carries unparalleled power to kill everything and wants to completely destroy the soul of Qin Xuan.
Thousands of snow courts, in stone houses.
Qianxue tingjun suddenly opened his eyes, showing a strange radiance in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "he has been recognized by Tianpin martial arts. It's really a pity that he is not an ordinary person."
Qin Xuan felt a powerful and suffocating sword stabbing him. At this moment, he seemed to see a peerless sword killing himself. I don't know how terrible the sword meaning was. It contained the rhyme of the road. Moreover, it was not an ordinary rhyme. It seemed to come from outside, which could penetrate all the defenses in the world, and nothing could stop it.
Qin Xuan couldn't help but have an illusion at this time, as if he was not facing a sword, but a peerless strong man.
This sword is just like the sword of the great road. Your strength can reach the sky. After the sword falls, it must turn into nothingness.
Qin Xuan's breath seemed to stagnate, his eyes were filled with an incredible look, and even a trace of despair came into his heart.
Tianpin martial arts, is it so strong?
Don't say that he is only the sixth floor of the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. Even if he steps into the boundless territory like Le Hongxuan and Shangyang, he can't resist the power of this sword.
This sword can kill the emperor!
However, although Shang Yang and le Hongxuan were injured, they were still safe and sound. Didn't they both take the sword?
When Le Hongxuan and Shang Yang in the distance saw the scene over Qin Xuan, a look of surprise and doubt flashed in their eyes. Qin Xuan had already held the scroll. Why didn't he see the big hand covering the sky?
Moreover, why did Qin Xuan stand there and what was he going through?
"Boom!"
Hearing a loud noise, Qin Xuan's breath suddenly became extremely violent, and his long dark hair danced wildly in the wind. At this time, he seemed to turn into a peerless demon God. His breath was extremely powerful, and his eyes were dark and deep, like an abyss. At a glance, he could make people fall into it forever.
"Qin Xuan!" Qingmu shouted, and there seemed to be a trace of worry in his eyes. Qin Xuan was in a wrong state.
Le Hongxuan, Shang Yang, Feng Xiao and Chihong all showed a different color on their faces. Qin Xuan's experience seems to be different from them. What's going on?
At this time, in Qin Xuan's mind, a long silver sword ran rampant, went straight forward, and burst out a destructive sword idea, which was extremely terrible.
In front of the long sword, there is a magic gun suspended in the air, which is filled with incomparably powerful magic meaning. This magic gun is condensed by Qin Xuan with the rules of magic.
"Bang!" The long sword carried the towering momentum to the front. The sword stabbed on the magic gun and made a sonorous sound. The magic gun broke inch by inch and turned into countless fragments scattered everywhere. The momentum of the long sword was not reduced and still moved forward.
Qin Xuan spits out a mouthful of blood, but he doesn't give up. Another golden halberd appears in his mind. It's Tianlong halberd.
When the mind moved, the Tianlong halberd burst into endless brilliance and broke through the air. Like a straight light, it suddenly collided with the long sword. The long sword shook hard and slowed down a little.
But Qin Xuan vomited a mouthful of blood again, his face was pale, as if he had been badly hurt.
Looking at the long sword getting closer and closer, Qin Xuan faintly felt a sharp sword intention penetrating his heart, and his whole body was cold. He secretly said what a terrible sword it was, and he couldn't resist it under the emperor's territory.
Le Hongxuan and Shang Yang, how did they survive?
In the blink of an eye, the silver sword came to the deepest part of Qin Xuan's mind.
At this critical moment, Qin Xuan's body trembled violently outside the small tianque, and then a slightly invisible purple black light burst out and directly into the Crystal Palace.
The light was so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch it, that other people didn't notice it. The next moment, the purple and black light shot into Qin Xuan's body. Qin Xuan immediately raised his head and his eyes were filled with some strange light.
A mysterious swallowing force spread on him, not only to the flesh, but also to the soul.
In an instant, the purple and black light flowed in Qin Xuan's mind, and soon caught up with the silver long sword. The purple and black long light wrapped the long sword like a rope, and the light penetrated into the long sword. At that moment, the sword power and sword will in the long sword disappeared quickly, as if they had been swallowed up out of thin air.