The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Fairy

With those words in his ears, Wang Xian'er was already desperate, his pores were expanding, and fear had spread throughout his body.

At this moment, Wang Xian'er suddenly turned around, suddenly changing his figure, and a pair of Yuan Poison Palms shot towards the Immortal Sword.

In the reversal of his figure, Wang Xian'er could not help but snort. The corner of his mouth was bleeding, his face turned pale, and the mana on the body was extremely chaotic. If the horse were to gallop, it would shake the inner palace and damage the meridians.

Despite this, Wang Xian'er did not hesitate, his palms were like ink, welcoming the cold edge.

Otherwise, I fear that this sword has pierced through his chest.

Even if he cultivated hundreds of feet, if he were to be hit, he would suffer serious injuries if he did not die, but he was unable to understand how Emperor Qing was so blind to everyone that he could completely change his position.

the explosion!

The edge of the Eternal Sword sword shook with the Yuan Poison Palm Suddenly, the sound of a sword entering flesh and bone sounded. At this moment, Wang Xian'er's black palm was cut off by the sword qi.

"what!"

At this moment, Wang Xian'er's eyes were blood red, and both palms were severed, and the pain was almost crazy for him.

He looked like an evil spirit, his eyes were filled with ugliness, and he was even more extraordinary.

His palm had been forged like steel, his shot was hard to penetrate, his sword was hard to injure, and now he was cut by the opponent's sword?

There was a feeling in Wang Xianer's heart that the figure in front of him was completely different from the Azure Emperor who had fought before, and became even more terrifying. The tip of the sword looked incomparable and could barely hold its tip.

In Wang Xian'er's heart, the Immortal Sword was already hollowed out like a dragon.

One after another, they practiced a cold light, and suddenly fell on the immortal earth strength that Wang Xianer had blown up.

the explosion!

With a muffled sound, if the sword light were to shatter and rot, it would cut through the power of the immortal earth in an instant.

The tip of the sword pierced through his body, and the entire world fell silent for a moment.

Haoyue was in the air, but it was hard to hide the blood on the sword.

Wang Xian'er's body was stiff, and he was full of disbelief.Seeing the dim cold light on his chest, he seemed to see a bright moon in the sky and the endless night stars of this sword.

His body was stiff, and suddenly, his body exploded with incomparable immortal strength, soaring in all directions, and the earth around him had turned into dust at this moment, and cracks spread out.

“That's impossible!” He roared, looking at the unmoving figure, but his mouth was filled with blood, constantly overflowing.

All the heroes looked foolish.They watched half of the sword tip out, watched Wang Xian'er's vitality retreat, and for a moment, the heroes were terrified.

"Wang Xian'er, completely lost!"

"How could Senior Wang lose!"

"God, hundreds of years of cultivation, but lost to the eighteenth youth."

"This is the Azure Emperor? Haoyue Xianxian!"

At this moment, the heroes were extremely shocked, looking at the figure under the bright moon in horror.

At this moment, the result had been divided, life and death had been determined.

Wang Xian'er, who had been tall, went to Shennong to retrieve the forest, and ascended to Shennong to retrieve the other treasures, was actually at the top of Mount Tai, under a bright moon, which was the height of the mountain, with a sword piercing through his chest!

Disciple Qin Xuan was as deep as the night sky.He secretly looked at Wang Xian'er, noticing that Cang Mai's pupils had become darker, and he had never said a word.

Without the appearance of a victor, there was not the slightest excitement, but it slowly drew the Eternal Sword, with blood like a spring, a drop of blood dripping from the Eternal Sword, its posture like a fairy.

This sword is called Huanyun!

At the peak of Mount Tai, there was already a deadly silence at this moment, only a bright moon, the surrounding wonders appeared, but it was hard to hide the appearance of this person.

He exhausted all of his strength and looked at the sky Under the bright moon in the sky, there were also seven colors of light flashing crazily, and two golden glimmers.

Wang Xian'er laughed miserably, and without closing his eyes, the entire person stood at the top of Mount Tai with his palm broken, without any chance of life.

With Wang Xian'er's death, the seven-colored long-horned beetle, which was constantly attacking the big and small gold in the air, suddenly became brilliant, and the seven colors were like a rainbow, and the seven colors were like a rainbow, illuminating the summit of Mount Tai.

The screams of screams echoed over Mount Tai Suddenly, the seven-colored sky beetle looked like it was burning, and the flames became seven colors, and its small eyes were still bleeding at this moment.

the explosion!

The seven-colored rainbow light had swept through the night. It did not attack Jin'er or Jin'er, but it directly came to Qin Xuan, as if to avenge Wang Xian'er. The seven-colored flame, and the core of its body, were burning, as if a Meteor had fallen into the world, and the explosion was finally incredible.

Qin Xuan looked at the seven-colored beetle with the same light in his eyes.

"Well, since you want to go with her, I'm just the way you want me to be!"

In the Eternal Sword, a heaven-shaking sword chant suddenly sounded, and the sword aura was stranded, but if the night was cut into thousands, the Eternal Sword would pass through the seven-colored sky beetle in an instant.

The flame went out, and the body of the seven-colored beetle was cut into pieces in an instant. Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent. Jin'er, large and small, screamed in the air, tracing the rest of the night, and passing through the rest of the body of the seven-colored beetle. The seven-colored long beetle's corpse was completely engulfed by gold and gold.

The two innate gus neighed to the sky, and the golden light on their bodies increased sharply.In the faint, there were streams of golden air left, but they immediately disappeared.

Jin'er, big and small, flew back to Qin Xuan's shoulder, closing his wings, though Xuan was speechless.

The great powers in the distance saw this scene, and their faces were already dull.

Wang Xian'er died like this? The peerless strong man who once stood proudly above Huaxia now fell to Mount Tai and his soul to the Yellow Springs.

Even the seven-colored longhorn beetle disappeared in smoke and fell all over.

Before Taishan's battle, how many people believed that the Qing Emperor would lose, who would have thought the end result was very different.

From start to finish, they could not see that the Azure Emperor was exhausted and displayed a lot of magical power, but the Azure Emperor was still indifferent, as if he had never used his full strength.

“Wang Senior, just died like this?” A pale old man.

"Emperor Qing is too scary, it's really unexpected!"

"Looking at China, who else would be the opponent of Emperor Qing?"

"Hua Xia ... will have no match!"

Countless voices rang out in the hearts of the heroes, they saw a towering figure, if an everlasting green mountain range, if the gods were still alive.

“Qin Xuan, I won!” Mo Qinglian increasingly smiled, her heart pounding and she finally got what she wanted.

“Qin Xuan!” Xu Bing'er looked at Qin Xuan blankly, as if obsessed.

“Not surprisingly, Qingdi, after today, China will respect one person.” Jun Wushuang muttered, his eyes shining.

Su Qiao'er was speechless, the stars in his eyes dimmed, he looked at Qin Xuan, not knowing what to say.

Ning Ziyang was even more absentminded. In his mind, he remembered what Qin Xuan had said earlier, grinding his body with Wang Xian'er, and now ... This Qing Emperor was really like this. If kuangyan came true, could she still be called kuangyan?

Kunlun Xiaoxianzun's eyes shone with astonishment, and Ji Yaoyue was even paler, looking at the figure in disbelief, "This is impossible. By becoming a mortal powerhouse, how could he achieve this?"

Ji Yaoyue roared in her heart, unwilling to believe this fact.

Qian Fugui laughed out loud, and gave a thumbs up at the figure under the bright moon, "Qin Xuan, great!"

Qin Xuan stood proudly under the bright moon, but the Everlasting Sword never took it back, and the sword never left his hand.

Suddenly, a thin weapon that melted into the darkness of night had tore through the darkness, cut through the moonlight, and hit Qin Xuan's back.

A cold and cunning smile appeared quietly at the top of this Tai Mountain, under the bright moon.