I, The Confucian Sword Immortal, Have Been In Tianyong City for 300 Years

Chapter 81 Celestial fairy, immortal?

But seeing Han Cheng's figure flashing into the air, with a wave of his big hand, the three fairy swords immediately turned into the cold air of the sky! Flying from top to bottom to Ouyang Shaogong!

Ouyang Shaogong was secretly surprised by this power, but was not afraid, coldly humming and throwing out the emperor sword in his hand! In the next instant, thousands of ancient swords turned into a black wave together, rushing away with the sword of the emperor!

Rumble!

The two collided in an instant!

Suddenly, the explosion sounded like a cracking sky and the earth exploded!

The terrifying aftermath of Sword Qi shot out from all directions, leaving countless marks on the walls of the underground palace.

The first move is so powerful.

The audience in Taihua was scared to death, eager to retreat to the distance.

Such powerful and perverted Earth Immortals masters are fighting, and they can't even stand the aftermath.

"Han——Cheng——!"

"Today is your death date!!!"

Ouyang Shaogong's forehead bounced with blue veins, pinched out the magic trick with both hands, and poured a large amount of his own vigorous Spirit Power into the sword formation!

Rumble!

The power of the black wave skyrocketed suddenly, swallowing Han Cheng in the blink of an eye!

Han Cheng's elegant figure floats and sinks in it.

The three streams of light resemble three-color treasures. The Lotus flower blooms all over the body and is extremely gorgeous.

Although the two can hardly distinguish between each other for a while.

But looking at the situation, Han Cheng has fallen into a disadvantage.

"This Ouyang Shaogong is able to suppress the Master by borrowing the corpse!?" Feng Qingxue was surprised.

Seeing the black wave, she couldn't afford the courage to resist.

Not only her, but even Nan Xun, the head of Tai Hua Guan, had very heart palpitations. In her opinion, they are all masters who can be safe and sound under this trick!

"It's Qin Shihuang's physical body."

"Or is the primordial spirit of the prince Changqin powerful?"

Thought Han Cheng, trapped in the formation.

The explosive power of Ouyang Shaogong's resurrection exceeded his expectations.

However, if there is only this level, he doesn't need to expect anything anymore.

"Nine Cycles mystery!"

Han Cheng drank coldly, and spared no effort to release the powerful Spirit Power.

Suddenly, Xuchen, Tianjing, and Afang Girl's sword all boiled with the sharp meaning of splashing the sky! More than buzzing! It turns into a huge three-color Lotus flower, twisting violently!

Rumble!

The ten thousand swords in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor were crackling and falling from the air!

Everyone who landed was strangled with scrap copper and rotten iron by these three-color Lotus flowers!

After a few breaths, there was only one emperor sword full of gaps and crumbling left in the air...

"How can this be!"

Ouyang Shaogong was shocked, and he took a step back, unbelievable.

own Cultivation Base Realm is obviously higher than Han Cheng!

Why can't I beat Han Cheng! ?

Soon, he found the reason for himself.

He is not a sword repairer and should not be compared with Han Cheng!

He has made a mistake!

"Ouyang Shaogong!"

Condescending.

Han Cheng looked down at him coldly.

"Um!?"

Ouyang Shaogong immediately reacted from a brief absence, staring straight at the elegant scholar in the air.

But The next moment, he was like a cat with its tail stepped on, his back bowed, and his hair exploded!

I saw Han Cheng look cold, finger hand seals, and shouted again:

"Benlei phantom virtual sword-go!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

The underground palace was filled with clouds and smoke, filled with suffocating coercion!

Han Cheng's fairy sword has two lives, two lives three, transforms thousands of purple thunder and lightning, overflowing with splashes, and blasting towards Ouyang Shaogong!

This move is so powerful that it is endless like the Yangtze River!

Ouyang Shaogong almost popped his heart out of his throat, and made a desperate attempt to urge his Canghai Longyin with all his strength!

Rumble!

The divine light is shining, thousands of thunder and lightning stabs in one place! As if the sky is falling and the earth is sinking, the entire underground palace is constantly shaking!

In the deafening explosion, everyone faintly heard the sorrow of an ancient beast~

This killer provokes quickly and goes quickly.

It was over in an instant.

The boiling clouds gradually dissipated.

On the altar, the body of Celestial Immortals of Qin Shihuang's Yingzheng was scorched black, and the dragon robe was shattered, extremely embarrassed.

The key is.

Han Cheng's three fairy swords are all inserted into Ying Zheng.

He is dead.

Appears to have died by Han Cheng's trick.

The people of Taihua View were all dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, it would end this way!

After all, Han Cheng was suppressed at first, and they all thought it was useless. Now Han Cheng only used one move to forcefully kill the "Qin Shihuang", completely subverting their previous thoughts, so it was even more shocking.

"There is such a powerful Earth Immortals in the world!"

"Who is he?"

Real Nan Xun looked at Han Cheng and couldn't stop marveling.

It was almost the first time to see Han Cheng's real Feng Qingxue and Ling Yue. They also opened their eyes wide.

At this time, they all believed that Ouyang Shaogong was dead.

But Han Cheng knew that Ouyang Shaogong was not that easy to kill.

With a wave of his hand, Xuchen Tianjing, the maid returned to her side.

Han Cheng placed twenty-four chaotic swords trapped around Qin Shihuang's body to prevent Ouyang Shaogong from escaping again and taking away others.

This slippery thing like a loach, he must kill today!

Quiet for a long while.

Qin Shihuang's body suddenly laughed madly, but he did not open his mouth: "Hmph, hahahaha!"

Russian are.

A golden light flew out from Qin Shihuang's body.

This is the immortal fairy of Prince Changqin!

He smiled, staring at Han Cheng coldly, and said disdainfully:

"Do you think you can kill me!? I am a fairy of the heavens! I am immortal! Han Cheng, ants! You are not qualified yet!"

The voice fell.

He turned into a golden streamer and quasi fleeing.

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But as soon as he was together, the troubled formation of Chaos Sword Art had already been activated.

Twenty-four sword shadows cut out thousands of dazzling horror Sword Qi, and forced Ouyang Shaogong's soul back.

His face was cold.

Slowly turned around and threatened Han Cheng:

"Don't annoy me, you will regret it!"

"If the fish is dead, the net may not be broken."

Han Cheng is indifferent: "Today, you must stay!"

Although he said so.

But Han Cheng is also quite a headache.

It seemed that he really couldn't kill this fairy.

The Ben Lei phantom virtual sword array stabbed with the three fairy swords, and the ordinary Earth Immortals had ten lives and died. But Ouyang Shaogong is still good. Except that the Cultivation Base was lowered, Han Cheng found no damage to him.

"good!!"

Ouyang Shaogong squinted his eyes, shot a bit of resentment, and shouted: "In this case, you all bury the first emperor's mausoleum!"

He lifted his palms!

Roots of thunder and lightning emerged in the palm of his hand.

An ancient long piano was slowly pulled out!

This is Ouyang Shaogong's real trump card!

He has the confidence to use this to kill Han Cheng's real method!

And see this thing.

Han Cheng thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered, "Fen Ji!"

He remembered the last decisive battle in the ancient sword, Baili Tusu used the Fen Jijian to end up with Ouyang Shaogong, the Feng Lai Qin body!

In other words, the first fierce sword that day can kill this celestial fairy!

Han Cheng was a little excited, but looked at the terrifying long piano that was about to be born, his pupils shrank again.

Fen Jijian is still in Tianyong City.

Is it too late to get the sword? pill.

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