Chapter 291

The silver palms of the sun are getting closer and closer.

All obstacles in front of this palm are vulnerable to a blow, an instant will be broken and crushed.

Qi Shaoxuan could only watch the palm of his hand wrap himself, feeling the strong pressure.

Puff ~

it's like killing a cockroach without any suspense.

Qi Shaoxuan, the son of Zifu, was defeated.

……

In a moment, Qi Shaoxuan's figure was condensed in the arena again.

His whole person is ignorant, has not been relaxed.

What the hell, was he killed by the second just now?

The first two times are not good, Qi and Shenxiao Shengzi are very difficult to win or lose?

If it wasn't for the first two times, Qi had a chance to win!

Why is it that his sword is so calm that it doesn't have any sword spirit, and even the wind breaking sound when he wields the sword.

This sword technique is like a graceful dance, without any lethality, but it also conceals endless changes, including all kinds of changes.

Qi Shaoxuan couldn't understand.

Not only can't understand, even did not write down a move.

Shen Tian seems to have cut off Qi Shaoxuan's memory of sword moves while he is dancing.

He watched Shen Tian dance hundreds of swords, but he didn't leave any moves in his mind. He only knew those sword moves, which seemed to be very exquisite.

……

Shen Tian's speed of sword dancing is faster and faster.

As the speed of the sword moves increases, the power of the hundreds of moves seems to be gradually decreasing.

Hundreds of moves

100 moves

dozens of moves

more than ten moves

with fewer and fewer moves, this sword technique is becoming faster and lighter, just like a banished immortal dancing sword in the sky.

Even the bloody sword, at this moment, is attached with a light immortal light, and there is no more killing gas.

However, Qi Shaoxuan was more and more worried.

He always felt that the seemingly endless and graceful sword technique contained great terror.

Suddenly, Shen Tian, who had been indifferent to sword dancing, turned around.

His eyes fell on Qi Shaoxuan, and at the same time, all the sword moves merged into one.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Shen Tian completely disappeared in Qi Shaoxuan's eyes and was replaced by a sword light full of immortal spirit.

It shines forever, just like cutting from the upper reaches of the long river to the lower reaches, spanning ancient and modern times.

As if at a certain point in time, cut off the fate of cause and effect.

In a flash, Qi Shaoxuan slowly raised his head.

He felt the full moon above the nine days as if it had split.

A sword cut across, not only the moon, but also the starry sky was cut in half.

Vaguely, Qi Shaoxuan seemed to see a shadow of banished immortals, with the most brilliant between heaven and earth.

In front of this sword, Qi Shaoxuan couldn't even resist, because he felt that it was a blasphemy to the real immortal!

Closer and closer, closer and closer!

In a flash, Qi Shaoxuan only had a piece of immortal light left in front of him, and nothing else existed.

There was only one thought left in his mind: am I going to die?

……

This moment is as long as decades.

When the immortal light completely dissipated before his eyes, Qi Shaoxuan found himself undamaged.

However, in front of him, there was a man in purple. At this time, his right arm was shoulder to shoulder and blood spattered seven steps.

"Purple, uncle Zixuan!"

Qi Shaoxuan's pupil shrank suddenly. At this time, he was blocked in front of him by the heavenly statue of Zifu holy land and one of Qi Shaoxuan's Taoists.

As the leader of a peak in the holy land of Zifu, zixuantian's cultivation is the period of transforming gods, and Donghuang is also among the top.

However, Zixuan Tianzun was cut off, which shocked Qi Shaoxuan.

"Shen Tian, he actually cut off the right arm of martial uncle!"

Qi Shaoxuan looked at Shen Tian dully, only to feel a burst of despondency in his heart.

His intention to fight completely disappeared because he was not at the same level.

With all his efforts, more than 50% of Qi Shaoxuan was able to get out of the hands of the God transforming God.

This has made him proud and proud. However, Shen Tianfang's sword directly cut off Zixuan Tianzun's right arm.

The gap between them is like the difference between cloud and mud.

Qi Shaoxuan knelt on the ground, took off his mask and murmured to himself: "Qi Lost. "

"Shaoxuan really failed this time."

The shock in Zixuan Tianzun's heart was no lighter than Qi Shaoxuan, because no one understood the horror of the sword just now.

That sword is not only a sacred weapon, but also a quasi immortal one. It has the most terrible murderous spirit in the world.

However, compared with the unique and brilliant sword technique, even the killing sword is dwarfed.Just now, if Shen Tian didn't feel something, he would deflect the blade in time.

Maybe it was not the arm that was cut off at this time, but the head of Zixuan Tianzun.

Even at this time, the sword moves have been scattered, but the sword meaning of the broken arm lingers like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which makes it extremely difficult for Zixuan to heal his wounds.

It's hard to get your right arm back!

He sighed: "the son of God sky is indeed a genius."

"If this sword comes out, all swordsmen in the world will lose their color."

……

Finally, Shen Tian slowly opened his eyes.

His consciousness awakes from the Epiphany, just like waking up from a big dream.