Villain: Master Forbidden Empress, I am invincible!

What a terrifying Ice Sword Intent.

Although Mo Ming had told him before that Su Changqing had two sword intents, Ice Sword Intent and Destruction Sword Intent, both were top sword intents.

However, the shock he had witnessed was still great.

It can be described as amazingly powerful.

The Ice Sword Intent, combined with the Zhoutian Twelve Sword Formation, actually killed a late Tiangang Realm warrior, and it was so fast that it was simply against the sky.

After dealing with the late Tiangang Realm warrior, Su Changqing continued to fight.

He has nine Dantian in his body, and his true energy is endless.

In terms of the amount of true energy, it is no worse than that of a Tiangang Realm warrior, and Su Changqing is practicing an immortal-level technique, so the quality is even more terrifying.

"This kid is really a monster."

Xuanzu's turbid eyes flickered constantly, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

After all, the stronger Su Changqing is, the greater the benefit to Taixuan Sect.

Soon, the Zixiao Divine Dynasty was almost completely defeated. In just two quarters of an hour, almost half of the warriors were killed.

The Taixuan Sect became more and more powerful as the battle went on. In addition, the strength of the warriors was far superior to that of the Zixiao Divine Dynasty, not to mention that Su Changqing's thousands of puppets joined the battle, so the Taixuan Sect did not suffer much loss.

At this moment, Zhang Bei looked ashen, and there was endless regret in his heart.

Why did he go to war with the Taixuan Sect.

The opponent's foundation was really too terrifying.

"Huh?"

"That kid with the strength of the Earthly Evil Realm actually killed more than a dozen Tiangang Realm warriors. Could he be the Holy Son of the Taixuan Sect?"

Zhang Bei saw the situation on Su Changqing's side, and a smile instantly bloomed on his face. His inner speculation made his heart beat faster.

If that kid was really the Holy Son of the Taixuan Sect, as long as he was captured, the Taixuan Sect would definitely withdraw.

In other words, he had not lost this battle yet.

He could still make a comeback!

Thinking of this, Zhang Bei's heart was beating fast, and he was extremely excited. He flashed to Su Changqing.

"Boy, you are the Holy Son of Taixuan Sect, right? Tsk tsk tsk, you are really talented, but as long as we capture you, our Zixiao Divine Dynasty will win this battle."

Zhang Bei's mouth corners slightly raised, with a bit of excitement in his eyes.

However, Su Changqing was calm, not in a hurry, only the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Really? Are you a little overconfident?"

Zhang Bei sneered when he heard it:

"It's just the Earthly Demon Realm."

After saying that, he flashed and attacked Su Changqing, his claws heading straight for Su Changqing.

Just when he thought he was about to catch Su Changqing.

"Bang!"

A terrifying attack came and directly knocked him back dozens of steps.

The terrifying attack contained the breath of destruction.

He suddenly widened his eyes and looked in the direction of Su Changqing in disbelief.

The next moment, Xuan Zu appeared beside Su Changqing.

"You dare to attack my Taixuan Sect Saint Son under my nose. You really don't know how to live or die."

Xuan Zu sneered, not taking Zhang Bei in front of him seriously.

A mere Supreme Realm warrior dared to attack the Saint Son?

He really didn't know how to live or die.

Looking at Xuan Zu in front of him, Zhang Bei panicked instantly. Although he didn't know the origin of the old man in front of him, he was definitely unusual, and he couldn't figure out the aura on his body.

"Who are you, senior?"

Zhang Bei said.

Xuan Zu sneered:

"You are not worthy of knowing my name."

After that, Xuan Zu prepared to take action.

However, at this moment, Wang Qingyun appeared in front of Su Changqing and Xuanzu. She smiled and said:

"Xuanzu, you don't need to do anything with this level of guys. Let me do it."

Xuanzu heard it and thought so. He nodded:

"Well, go ahead."

"Okay."

Wang Qingyun nodded with a smile, and then took a step forward and attacked Zhang Bei without saying a word.

Such a good opportunity, naturally, she had to perform well in front of the Holy Son.

Wang Qingyun was now concentrating on getting closer to the Holy Son.

"Bang!"

A Qingyun sword fell from the sky and directly injured Zhang Bei.

Then she swung the sword, and the terrifying sword energy contained endless energy, and attacked Zhang Bei fiercely.

"Puff!"

Before Zhang Bei could react, he was beheaded by the sword and his body was separated. Before he died, he opened his eyes wide, and he was a little unwilling to close his eyes.

You know, although Wang Qingyun is not Gu Xiran's opponent.

However, as one of the several peak masters of Taixuan Sect, with the cultivation of the late Supreme Realm, her strength is not to be underestimated.

A Qingyun Sword can also kill countless people.

But Gu Xiran is too terrifying, so she directly overshadowed Wang Qingyun's brilliance.

Now facing a warrior in the middle stage of the Supreme Realm, Wang Qingyun only took two moves toKilling him, the strength is terrifying.

She walked to Su Changqing with a smile on her face and said respectfully:

"Sir, I have fulfilled your mission."

"Master Wang Feng did a good job."

Su Changqing smiled and nodded.

Hearing Su Changqing's praise, Wang Qingyun's mouth corners slightly raised, and her eyes exuded a little joy.

It is naturally a great thing to be praised by Sir Saint.

"Okay, continue fighting, all the warriors of Zixiao Divine Dynasty, no one will be left alive."

Su Changqing said lightly, with a murderous intent flashing in his words.

There are millions of warriors, and he didn't intend to leave any alive.

Since he chose to go against Taixuan Sect, he had to be prepared to die.

This move, to shake the mountain and shock the tiger, must be ruthless.

"Yes!"

Wang Qingyun nodded respectfully.

Su Changqing's ruthlessness was obviously beyond her expectations, but Wang Qingyun did not reject it, and was even a little excited.

After all, the Holy Son is the heir of the sect in the future. Only by killing decisively and ruthlessly can the sect be brought to a higher level.

Soon, the battle continued.

Zhang Bei died, and the eight supreme warriors of the Purple Sky Divine Dynasty were all killed one by one.

And those low-level warriors suffered heavy casualties. The entire spiritual stone vein was a sea of ​​blood and corpses. The bloody smell was extremely strong and drifted hundreds of miles away.

Two hours later!

The battle was completely over.

A faint light appeared in the dark sky, and there was a little red blood light in the faint light, which looked extremely scary.

"Report to the Holy Son, the million-strong army of the Purple Sky Divine Dynasty was slaughtered, and there was no survivor.

Ten thousand warriors of my Taixuan Sect were killed, sixty thousand were injured, and half of your puppets were damaged."

Wang Jiansong said respectfully.

At this moment, his eyes looking at Su Changqing changed slightly, unconsciously with a bit of awe.

This saint son not only has extraordinary means, but also has a ruthless mind.

In just two hours, Su Changqing killed more than a dozen Tiangang Realm warriors by himself, and killed thousands of warriors below the Tiangang Realm.

Moreover, the death of millions of people in Zixiao Divine Dynasty can be said to be caused by his words.

But Su Changqing's face remained normal.

Horrible.

It's really too terrifying!

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