The Eternal Life of His Majesty

The Yin Ling Sword

The long sword was as thin as seven feet, as thin as green leaves, and its entire body was pitch-black as ink, mixed with a slight touch of stars, like an eternal starry sky.

As soon as this sword came out, the surrounding fog instantly shattered, three feet outside of him, as if there was an invisible sword energy.

The evil ghost roared, his black hair danced wildly, and his hair exploded like a cat From this seven-foot-long sword, he felt fear deep within his spirituality.

It was as if what he was facing was not a sword, but endless dark sky thunder, making him instinctively terrifying.

Gu Ming and the others, seeing the Immortal Sword floating in front of Qin Xuan, their skin suddenly turned pale.

The sword intent made their hair stand upright, as if this sword only existed in the throat, and a little progress was enough to sink them deep into the underworld.

"This is the true power of Master Qin?"

Chen Fuyun opened her eyes wide and looked at the boy's back from ear to ear.

On Jinghao's yacht, Chen Fuyun thought that she had let Master Qin use his full strength, but now she clearly understood how unexpected the person who had once defeated him was in this palm of her hand.

It's monster!

"Qin Changqing, who are you?" Jun Xuanshu's eyes flickered in confusion, shaking the evil spirits without falling into the wind. Now that he still had an incredible treasure, this young man was completely silent? Or where the old monster had refined its rejuvenating magical power?

The same horror from Gu Ming could not be added.As soon as the sword was released, he felt the figure of the young man not far away, as if it did not appear in the world, but had to appear above the nine heavens.

This was an illusion, Gu Ming was very clear, but this illusion made him even fall into a kind of trust.

A sharp howl suddenly rang out, completely breaking the silence in the mountains, and the red eyes of the evil spirit shone.

"kill……"

Despite feeling fear, he did not retreat, and he rose up into the sky in anger.

It was like a ferocious tiger that had been invaded by the region, although he knew fear, he was also fighting hard.

That evil spirit was filled with spirituality, but after all, he had yet to cultivate himself. It was formed by condensing evil qi, and it was more ferocious than ferocious beasts.

Every inch of white mist, the evil spirits that suffered from the evil ghost body even dyed the white mist into blood.

A strong wind roared, and in the blink of an eye, a shadow of an evil spirit appeared in front of Qin Xuan, suddenly hissing, his ferocity broke, his fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed the Eternal Sword.

Ten fingers twisted, the air closed, and a gust of wind pressure made the grass on the ground fall to the ground, and ten cracks as deep as three inches suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

“Master Qin be careful!” Chen Fuyun inhaled the AC, her face full of shock.

Shiatsu is enough for the ground, let alone the power of two claws? I was worried that even if it was a steel giant tank, it would be exported with these ten fingers.

Such strength, of course, like master, does not shiver.

Gu Mingcai's face was pale, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, he felt the pressure from these claws from a distance. As for the young man who faced the evil ghost ... Gu Ming shuddered, he could not imagine how brave this young man was, and he could stand still quietly in peace.

Hum!

The ten fingers that made the grandmaster tremble, in front of that seven-foot-tall sharp tip, came to a halt.

In the overwhelming gazes of the three of them, Qin Xuan's palm slowly held the handle of the Immortal Sword.

Under his grasp, his momentum surged.

At this moment, the figure of the young man seemed to go straight to the nine heavens, swept out in all directions by the white mist.

Sword fairy!

Jun Xuanshu looked at the figure of the young man, and these two words involuntarily leaped from his mind.

Stepping on the sword in the white clouds, I passed through the nine heavens.

The young man in front of him was like a sword elf in a mythological drama, hovering in nine days, facing all the creatures.

Qin Xuan held onto the Immortal Sword and shook his wrist lightly.

This circle is what makes Sha Gui's hand stagnate.

No matter how he roared and soared into the sky, he could not break through this sword circle.

Circle a few inches, but block the evil spirits.

the explosion!

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, his wrist twitched, and this mark was engraved in midair, but it suddenly moved forward an inch.

It was inches, but the evil spirit roared, and the figure retreated uncontrollably.

“I heard that in ancient times, there were sword repairs in the Dao realm, but swords could destroy rivers and block storms. I always thought this was a legend, really?” Chen Fuyun muttered loudly.

The sword in front of him, though unable to cut through the river, was an irreversible storm, but with the power of the real sword, it blocked the hands of the evil spirits.

Shaking the evil spirits, Qin Xuan casually like turning his palm, the green power in his body slowly revolved.

He held the sword in one hand, but at this moment, the other hand also slowly reached out, holding the hilt in both hands.

It seems he is not holding a sword, but a knife.

How could anyone hold a sword like this? If seen by some swordsmen at the moment, it would definitely sneer.

This was a strange posture, but the evil spirit's eyes shone in fear, This kind of fear seemed to come from the deepest spiritual instincts.

Qin Xuan held the sword in both hands, and he looked at the evil spirit, with a faint light shining in his eyes.

Suddenly, he stomped his foot, and deep footprints suddenly appeared on the ground in the land The figure of the young man, like thunder, rushed towards the evil spirit with a strange posture that held a sword.

The evil spirit roared and roared, its ten fingers turned as red as blood, and all the evil spirits in its body broke at this moment, and there was no trace left.

It seems to be 'clear' and has an instinctive intuition. If he did not use his full strength, he would die.

the explosion!

The edge of the sword collided with those ten evil phantom fingers, white mist rolled up, and the white fog within ten meters of the circle was dispersed by a terrifying result.

The edge of the sword swept over the ghostly hand, and in an instant, the evil ghost hand was like mist around this area.The slightly cold sword edges easily swept over them, and his fingers were as red as blood.

Not only that, this sword cut off the arms of the evil spirit, and the sword fell on the forehead of the evil spirit, unstoppable. Immediately, a black sword light fell from the forehead of the evil spirit and passed by. His head was full, passing through a long, blood-colored coat.

When this sword fell, Qin Xuan's face turned pale, but his face was full of smiles.

This sword opened the corner of his long memory.

In his previous life, he had just entered the realm of comprehension, and spent three years of hard work with mortal bodies to reach a trivial little sect and acquire the first sword technique.

Sword science, cut wood!

It was the most awkward and simplest swordsmanship the little sect had obtained, it was really just for cutting wood.

However, Qin Xuan practiced this sword technique for ten years.

From practicing his Qi and lower grade to Xiao Jindan, he had nothing but simple sword techniques.

From the beginning, he cut wood with a sword.

In Qi Lian's middle class, he cut people like firewood.

While training Qi Dacheng, he cut down waterfalls and rivers like firewood.

In the entire Qi Refining Realm, only this sword technique swept across all the Qi practitioners in that star.

Until then, the little sect was destroyed, he escaped by chance and never used this sword technique again.

When the Eternal Sword stopped, the air seemed calm, Shagui's body was cut in half, his red eyes slowly lost their light, the blood on the body disappeared, and the two bodies gradually turned into mist. Finally, within the rolling mist, it turned into a formless mist, but amidst the mist, there was a hint of reddish light, which was enveloped by evil spirits.

At this moment, the three Jun Xuanshu did not make a sound.

All of the horror sounds and the previous sniffs, all turned into silence at this moment, only their expressions were completely blunt.

Shocked and silent!

At this moment, only the young man holding the sword was in their eyes, and there was a part that would never be remembered.

Kill the ghost with one sword, Qin Changqing!