A blue light sword?

The three people on the mountain all showed a hint of unspeakable surprise in their eyes.

Of course they could see that the blue light sword was not a magic weapon, but a long sword of ordinary style.

But the three of them dared not be careless. The Taoist's aura was too strong. He just stood calmly, but he was like a mountain standing straight, like facing a cliff, and there was danger of being crushed to pieces at any time.

"dead!"

Jia An snorted coldly, pinched his sword fingers, and then the flying swords spread out like a peacock spreading their tails. The radiant light illuminated the bright night sky:

"My God-in-Caiyi Sect is dominant in all the world and has power over the world. The leader's soul has achieved success. His divine power is immeasurable. It is not easy for you to enter the Tao. Is it really going to be an enemy of us?"

The sword cultivator has the most keen intuition. He has been practicing swords for decades, and his sword heart is clear and intelligent.

But after seeing this Taoist in white, his sword heart was like dust, and it was not effective, and layers of crises arose in his heart. Otherwise, with his original nature, he would have slashed out with one sword at this time.

Where can there be so much nonsense?

"I thought you would say, no one in heaven or underground can save me."

An Qisheng's finger flicked, the scabbard shattered silently, and the three-foot sword body fluctuated like water:

"At this point, I'm still thinking about turning around. Should you say you are ridiculous or sad?"

Buzz ~

The words have not yet been finished.

On the top of the mountain, Jia An could no longer hold back. He stomped his feet and whistled a long roar. As the sword finger burst out, the flying sword stormed like a dragon:

"Then I'll share it to the death!!!"

Hurry ~

In an instant, the sword light was like rain, like a waterfall, rolling down like a river of heaven, illuminating the entire lonely mountain for a moment.

The flying sword is excited, and the sword light is like a waterfall.

One sword was fired, more than tens of millions of swords. Moreover, the countless sword lights did not scatter, but were intertwined with each other, forming a long sword light dragon after the flying sword.

With the flying sword hitting down!

The power of the flying sword is absolutely comparable to that of ordinary people. Wherever you pass, whether it is grass, trees, mud and stone, disappears instantly, but it is cut into particles smaller than dust by this extremely sharp aura.

An Qisheng glanced up and saw that the sword light dragon was lifelike and vivid. The sword lights intertwined and intertwined, denser than the best fish scale armor in the world, like the scales of a real divine dragon.

He recognized this sword as the first move of the Nine Questions of the Will of Heaven, the Dragon Roar.

Not only did he know him, he had seen Jia An use this sword to compete with others more than once in his dream, and even saw his cultivation experience from scratch.

An Qisheng gently stroked his fingers across the long sword, and a layer of divine light spread throughout the gods. Deep in his soul, the king's sword in the blessed land of reincarnation shone faintly, and then went downstream and sank into the long sword.

The King Quan sword is invisible and intangible, and can play a variety of soldiers. However, the carrier is still needed in the dream. This blue light sword is made of average material, but it can also carry its power for a short time.

When the vast air current filled the sky, the sword dragon blasted down.

An Qisheng's sword flew into the air!

Boom!

It was like thunder thunder thunder thundering!

The bodies of two Taoists on the top of the mountain couldn't help but tremble, and I felt that the heaven and earth were instantly filled with a huge and cold aura.

Without bowing your head, you already saw a dazzling and indescribable sword light rising into the sky.

In just a moment, the sword light seemed to have penetrated the clouds and night, like a bridge between heaven and earth!

"This sword..."

Under the sword light, Jia An's pupils shrank.

This sword light is restrained, but it seems to contain a world inside, not a simple sword light.

In a trance, he seemed to see water, wind, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, insects, fish, and even the sun, moon and stars in this sword!

It seems that this sword contains the world.

In a blink of an eye, a chill broke out in his heart, and the magic power in his body surged out from the sword's finger, stirring up the omnipresent energy of heaven and earth, and bursting out the most violent sword energy.

Strong and firm ~

The sound of thousands of gold and iron collisions resounded throughout the lonely mountain.

The mountains and rivers sway, and the plants turn into ashes. In the sky, underground, on and under the mountains, they all seemed to have become oceans of swords for a while.

The two Taoists behind Jia An were almost suffocating when they saw this scene, and were so shocked that they could not speak.

Whether it is Jia An's sword, the Dragon Roar, or the white-clothed Taoist's sword, it is enough to kill them ten or hundreds of times, how can they not be shaken in their hearts?

boom!

It seemed that in an instant, the sound of millions of metal collisions ended with a louder sound.

The air waves rolled back against the current, and the smoke and dust spread everywhere on the Gushan Mountain and the earth and rocks rolled. If someone saw this scene in the distance, he would find that the top of this Gushan Mountain had been completely flattened.

The mountains are all smaller.

The grass and trees on the mountain were swept away, and no leaves were left strangled by the fierce sword energy.

An Qisheng flicked the dust that did not exist on his sleeve, and the long sword in front of him had gone inch by inch:

"You are not worthy of life and death."

Faced with such humiliation, Jia An had no reaction.

His palms trembled forward, and his five fingers kept trying to pinch them, but they could not close them. His face was as pale as a ghost, and the bright color in his eyes was completely dim:

"I'm not willing..."

Without any scars, he was dead.

The sword is the birth of the sword. If a sword is broken, it will perish. There is no reason to say that there is never a victory or defeat among sword cultivators, only life and death.

Until death, he didn't believe that he was just dead.

How dare he?

How dare he really kill me...

"ah!"

Jia An was already dead under a sword.

The tall and short Taoist were all crazy and seemed to let out an angry roar, and at the same time, they took a step forward as if they wanted to take action, and then turned around and escaped.

Whoosh ~

The two of them escaped only a hundred feet, their bodies stiffened, and they had been penetrated by two stones. They were poured into the back of their heads, and they rushed out of their eyebrows with blood and brain particles.

At this time, the magic power and aura of those who practice cultivation are no longer secrets for An Qisheng.

The magic power and aura of two young monks who had not even achieved their natal life was like paper in his eyes.

Even with the blessing of his divine will, he did not even have the chance to be a ghost.

Huh ~

An Qisheng's body moved, and he had already risen to the half-sized top of Gushan Mountain. Before the Taoist temple that had turned into ruins, Jia An stood firm.

“Somewhat weird….”

An Qisheng frowned slightly, and his palm grabbed it with a weak and green light had been grabbed by him.

He is professional in killing people, and killing souls is not a big problem for him.

The King Quan sword itself is neither qi nor god. With the blessing of his divine will, he slashed down with one sword, killing both the body and the soul.

But at that last moment, Jia An's soul seemed to have changed a little.

It was this strange change that made him not do his best to kill his sword, but his other half suddenly disappeared, as if he had escaped into a different space, making him unable to kill it.

After all, he was unable to break through the void at this time.

"Saved?"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and Jia An's memory appeared in his heart.

But in his memory, there is no memory of this.

However, he could also figure it out.

There was even a life-saving thing given by the monk Ruyi on De Xing, but Jia An didn't have it. He was a little surprised before, but now he thought that there was some means.

"It's just like I'm killing it, and the three souls and seven spirits lost two souls and four spirits. If I save it, I'm just a demented ghost..."

An Qisheng smiled faintly and crushed the green fire in his palm:

"But I don't know if the true soul of the Yuanshen has the means to fill his soul?"

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The Great Qing King Capital.
To be continued...