Volume 3 Ancient Battlefield - Good Luck Chapter 290: Peerless Empress, Immortal Sword Intent
The silver palm that covered the sky and the sun was getting closer and closer.
All obstacles were vulnerable in front of this palm and were broken and crushed in an instant.
Qi Shaoxuan could only watch the palm wrap around him and feel the powerful pressure coming.
Phew~
It was like crushing a cockroach to death, there was no suspense at all.
Qi Shaoxuan, the Holy Son of Purple Mansion, was defeated.
…
In a moment, Qi Shaoxuan's figure appeared on the stage again.
He was completely dazed and hadn't recovered yet.
What the hell, was he just killed instantly?
Wasn’t everything fine the first two times? Wasn’t Qi and the Holy Son of Shenxiao evenly matched and it was difficult to tell who won?
If Qi hadn’t performed well in the first two times, he would have had a chance to win!
How come the third time when Qi adjusted his condition to the best, the Holy Son of Shenxiao just started cheating?
Qi Shaoxuan was not the only one who was shocked. The monks who were watching the live broadcast were also completely stunned.
After all, all the immortal cultivators in the Eastern Wilderness have witnessed how powerful Qi Shaoxuan is.
It can be said that Qi Shaoxuan is the undisputed strongest genius among the younger generation, sweeping across all directions and having no rivals.
Even Kuduo Fozi, who was ranked second on the Golden Core Ranking, could only withstand twelve moves from him.
Fang Chang, who ranks third, has to join forces with Zhang Yunxi and Zhang Yunting to fight him.
This kind of existence is absolutely a top-notch existence, even if we look at all the geniuses in the Eastern Wilderness over the past ten thousand years.
Perhaps only the Chulong River of a thousand years ago, and the peerless geniuses of even more ancient times, can be on par with it.
Even in terms of talent rating on the War God list, even Chu Longhe was suppressed by Qi Shaoxuan.
Although there are some objective factors that influence it, the result is the result.
Such a genius was actually killed instantly by the Holy Son of Shenxiao?
This scene is truly subversive!
"What happened just now? Was I dazzled? How come I saw the Purple Mansion Saint being killed instantly?"
"Believe me, you are not alone."
"Why are you cursing upstairs? Where is my sword?"
"You are not dazzled. I saw it too. The slap from the Holy Son of Divine Sky was too exaggerated."
"Originally I thought that the fighting power of the Holy Son of Shenxiao was about the same as that of the Holy Son of Zifu, but now it seems that they are not on the same level at all!"
"Too scary! Could this be the true fighting power of the Holy Son of God? In those two rounds just now, he wasn't serious at all?"
“But isn’t this the projection of the Holy Son of Divine Sky? Why would the projection be so subtle? Shouldn’t it just go all out?”
"Haha, who told you that a projection can't hide its shortcomings? Don't forget that this projection is smarter than the Holy Son."
"I am laughing so hard! Where is Zi Shujing from the Purple Mansion Holy Land? Why is he silent?"
[Thanks to the Buddhist disciple 'Kuduo' of the Leiyin Holy Land for the 666 spiritual stones reward for the projection of the Holy Son of Shenxiao. ]
[Thanks to the Buddhist disciple 'Kuduo' of the Leiyin Holy Land for the 666 spiritual stones reward for the projection of the Holy Son of Shenxiao. ]
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The live broadcast was paused again.
Looking at the barrage of comments around the arena, Qi Shaoxuan's face turned blue and purple.
shame!
It's such a shame!
From childhood to adulthood, when had Qi Shaoxuan ever suffered such a miserable defeat?
Not to mention that he has never been so miserable. Looking back at the past few thousand years, every generation of Purple Mansion Saint has never been so miserable!
Even when the Purple Mansion Saint Lord was suppressed by Zhang Longyuan and Chu Longhe when he was young, he was only beaten up but not killed instantly by one move.
If this gets out, how can Qi Shaoxuan live like a human being? Even the title of the most miserable Purple Mansion Saint will have to change hands!
"Ta Ling, Qi hopes you can give me an explanation."
"Did you secretly do something to increase the combat power of the Holy Son of Divine Sky?"
Qi Shaoxuan held the Fang Tianlong Halberd in his hand, his face gloomy as water: "Why is Shen Tian so strong this time?"
The gentle voice of the tower spirit sounded again: "Young Saint, don't be angry. If you get sick from anger, no one will be able to replace you. Sit down and calm down. Integrity is in the God of War Tower."
Qi Shaoxuan's mouth twitched. This Saint Son was killed instantly during the live broadcast. It was so embarrassing, and you still want me to calm down?
You should know that Qi recharged a total of 160,000, 160,000 God of War points!
Is this your attitude towards customers at Ares Tower?
The tower spirit's voice sounded again: "Respected Saint of Purple Mansion, you should have read the entrance instructions of this tower."
"All the projections of the Tianjiao in this tower are based on their combat power when they passed the levels in the tower, and their means of display are also random."
"That is to say, all the methods of the Holy Son of Shenxiao may be used in the battle against you. Some of these methods are weak, while others are strong."
Qi Shaoxuan's mouth twitched: "You mean, in the first two rounds, the Holy Son of Divine Sky only used normal attacks to fight Qi? This time he used a big move?"
The tower spirit said gently: "That's right, the Purple Mansion Saint is well-informed, and should be able to tell that the first time the Divine Sky Saint performed the Five-Colored Divine Light Technique of the Peacock Clan."
"The second time, I used the extremely fast attack of the heavenly wonder Feathered Immortal Gold, neither of which is the most suitable ultimate move for the Son of Godly Sky."
"And the third time he struck you dead, he used the unique skill he learned in this tower - the Blue Origin Breaking Hand."
"Every genius who successfully passes the level can choose to learn this kind of unique skills in the War God Tower."
"You have defeated two five-star prodigies and one six-star prodigy before. According to the rules, you can also choose two five-star inheritances and one six-star inheritance."
Qi Shaoxuan's eyes were burning: "What star level is the "Breaking Blue Origin Hand" that Shen Tian used?"
The tower spirit was silent for a while before slowly answering: "The Broken Blue Origin Hand is a seven-star inheritance."
Seven Star Heritage?
No wonder it is so powerful!
Wait, they are all six-star geniuses, why does he have a seven-star inheritance?
Qi Shaoxuan was stunned for a moment, and asked in his heart: "War God Tower, how many stars is the Son of Godly Sky?"
The tower spirit said calmly: "The Holy Son of Shenxiao chose to hide his ranking and not be on the War God Rookie Ranking or the War God Overall Ranking. In principle, the War God Tower respects the privacy of all geniuses and is not in a position to disclose his ranking."
Qi Shaoxuan's mouth twitched slightly: "Is it only possible to obtain the seven-star inheritance after defeating the seven-star genius?"
Taring: “Yes.”
Qi Shaoxuan took a deep breath and asked, "Did Shen Tian obtain the Seven-Star Inheritance of the Broken Cang Yuan Hand in the God of War Tower?"
Ta Ling was silent for a while, as if hesitating: "This... yes."
Qi Shaoxuan snorted coldly: "That means Shen Tian defeated the Seven-Star Prodigy, so he is a Seven-Star Prodigy?"
The tower spirit sighed and said, "This is your guess, not the secret leaked by the tower. You are truly a wise saint."
"Warm reminder from the Tower of War God: the rating of each level-breaking genius is not always the same."
“Some geniuses are only five-star geniuses when they first try to pass the level, but after obtaining the inheritance in the tower, they will become stronger and stronger, and may be promoted to six or even seven stars.”
So Shen Tian’s projection didn’t use his full strength in the first two rounds?
Or maybe the projection of Shen Tian in the first two games was just the projection of his first breakthrough, and not his strongest state?
Qi Shaoxuan's eyes were blazing: "In the first two rounds, Shen Tian's strength was only comparable to Qi's, but in the third round he was ridiculously strong."
"Could it be that when he first entered the War God Tower, his strength was only about the same as Qi's, but he later obtained a six-star inheritance."
"After training the five-star and six-star inheritances that matched him, he passed through the War God Tower several times again before successfully defeating the seven-star Tianjiao and obtaining the Blue Origin Breaking Hand?"
In this case, Qi is also eligible to choose one six-star inheritance and two five-star inheritances in the Tower of War God?
Once Qi has mastered these three inheritances, will he have a chance to break through the threshold of a seven-star genius?
Thinking of this, Qi Shaoxuan's eyes became hot.
He took a deep breath: "Tower of the God of War, Qi wants to choose the inheritance!"
…
The night deepens and the full moon appears in the sky.
While Qi Shaoxuan was passing the levels and choosing his inheritance, Shen Tian had already returned to the Holy Son Peak.
Following behind him was an evil little girl who looked about five or six years old, looking at him resentfully.
How dare this damned human boy do such a thing to my great master!
If he wasn't good-looking, I would have destroyed him.
Well, it’s because he’s quite good-looking, not because I can’t beat him!
Ao Bing licked his lips and suddenly asked, "Boy, do you have any wine on Shengzi Peak? It has to be good."
I was actually pushed into the car by this brat. This is so embarrassing. I’m going to drown my sorrows in alcohol!
liquor?
Shen Tian looked at Ao Bing in surprise: "You want to drink?"
Ao Bing rolled his eyes: "Why, is it not possible? I have been holding it in for ten thousand years in the ancient battlefield."
"Now that we have finally escaped from our predicament and have been reborn, shouldn't we have a few drinks to celebrate?"
Shen Tian finally reacted. There was nothing he could do. Ao Bing's current loli appearance was really too misleading.
It always feels weird when a little girl who looks only five or six years old asks you if you have any wine.
Speaking of which, Shen Tian seemed to have found a lot of wine in the Misty Valley.
The fairy wine that Fujimo Midoriki brews with her own vine juice should be a pretty good wine!
Thinking of this, Shen Tian quickly took out a jar of fairy wine from the Cangming Ring: "Sister Bing, what do you think of this wine?"
Wow, this guy actually has some wine on him?
Ao Bing's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the jar of wine away. With a clap of his hands, the seal was opened immediately.
Suddenly, the rich aroma of wine emanated from the wine jar, lingering for a long time.
"Not bad! A top-quality wine that has been stored in the cellar for hundreds of years!"
Ao Bing wrinkled his nose, his face full of intoxication: "Not bad, it's a good product."
Shen Tian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sister Bing wants to drink, I'll go prepare some cups and some snacks."
Gulp gulp gulp~
Before Shen Tian could finish his words, he saw Ao Bing holding the wine jar that was bigger than her head and started pouring wine into her mouth.
The rich aroma of wine immediately spread, covering most of the Holy Son Peak.
Separation
Ao Bing drank half a jar of fairy wine and burped.
A mouthful of red-black dragon breath spurted out directly from Ao Bing's nose, the breath of an evil dragon!
“It feels so good, so satisfying, so cool!”
Ao Bing put her hands on her hips and said, "I am the eldest princess of Black Dragon Island. What kind of wine have I not drunk? But this wine is really interesting."
"I feel a little tipsy after drinking half a jar of wine."
Shen Tian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Sister Bing, take it easy and don't get drunk."
Ao Bing glared at Shen Tian: "How dare you! I have been in the wine world for many years, and even Feng Wu was drunk by me! Can I get drunk?"
Shen Tian said helplessly: "Sister Bing has achieved Nirvana and rebuilt! This is a heavenly-level immortal wine, it's very powerful!"
Ao Bing snorted, "Although you are handsome, your character is too soft. Can't you be tougher?"
"Wine is a good thing. I have loved drinking since I was a child. I am not bragging. I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"
Well, he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and his little face is as red as a monkey's butt.
Looking at the staggering Ao Bing, Shen Tian picked her up helplessly and walked towards the Holy Son Hall.
Although there is only one palace in the Holy Son Palace, there are many suites in this palace.
Shen Tian carried Ao Bing and soon walked to an empty suite.
At this time, Ao Bing was still holding half a jar of fairy wine in his arms, holding on tightly and refusing to let go.
He was still mumbling nonsense: "I am not drunk. I am invincible in all five regions."
"I have swept across the North Sea and wiped out all the evil spirits. How dare the evil spirits from outside the region to try to stop me? Get down, Dragon Claw Hand!"
Looking at the little pink fist hitting his chest, Shen Tian's mouth twitched slightly. This female dragon who was over ten thousand years old was actually acting cute. It was simply too much!
By the way, is this wine really that exaggerated? Can it even make a dragon drunk?
After putting Ao Bing on the bed and covering him with a blanket, Shen Tian looked at the half-filled jar of fairy wine next to him, "You know what, it smells really good."
It’s already open, why not try some?
Shen Tian licked his lips and took out a small cup from the Cangming Ring.
Slowly filling a glass with the fairy juice, Shen Tian took a sip: "Sweet and spicy, not bad."
Speaking of which, since Shen Tian got the fairy wine, he has never drunk it himself. He didn't expect that it tasted so surprisingly good.
Moreover, after taking a sip of the fairy wine, Shen Tian could clearly feel the rich spiritual energy washing over his whole body.
Even the energy from the Immortal-Devouring Vine in the liver became much more active.
Even Shen Tian's cultivation level improved slightly.
"It was too hasty. If I had known that this wine would be helpful for cultivation, I should have drunk it earlier!"
Shen Tian drank the fairy wine in the cup in one gulp. As the wine flowed down his throat into his stomach, a feeling of warmth instantly spread throughout Shen Tian's body.
Along with it came a slight feeling of tipsiness, but as the energy of the fairy wine was refined by Shen Tian's physique, the feeling of tipsiness quickly disappeared.
No wonder Li Changge's brother likes to drink and practice swordplay, the taste of this good wine is really intoxicating.
Shen Tian held the remaining half pot of immortal wine and slowly walked out of the Holy Son Temple.
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Outside the Holy Son Temple, on the Enlightenment Stone.
Looking at the extremely bright full moon, Shen Tian poured himself a glass of wine.
One cup after another, the feeling of being tipsy came in waves, but I soon regained sobriety.
Above Shen Tian's head, the big red halo had lost its last green spot and was emitting a magnificent light as it rotated.
This feeling of leisure and comfort made Shen Tian want to express himself a little, so he sang a song to the moon: Today, the common people are so happy.
But he was not really drunk after all, and he knew that if someone took a picture of him, the image of the Son of God would be ruined.
As a face-off figure of the Shenxiao Holy Land, Shen Tian still needs to pay attention to his external image!
After thinking about it, Shen Tian took out a crystal and threw it into the void.
Then he struck a pose, slowly raised a glass cup, and looked up at the bright moon.
Shen Tian recited a poem that has been passed down through the ages in an orderly manner: "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky. I don't know what year it is in the palace in heaven~"
"I want to ride the wind and go back, but I am afraid that the jade buildings are too cold up there. Dancing with my shadow, how can it be like being in the human world?"
As soon as he finished speaking, huge golden wings spread out behind Shen Tian, casting pieces of golden light.
He looked up at the night sky at a 45-degree angle, and the brilliant wings slowly dimmed and converged.
At this moment, he even looked a little sad.
If there were QQ space in this world, this scene could be used as the background of the space and would definitely sell a huge amount of spirit stones.
"Turning around the red pavilion, lowering the beautiful window, shining on the sleepless, there should be no hatred, why does the moon always appear when we are parting?"
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, it is difficult to have everything in life, I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart~"
After finishing the words, Shen Tian put away the crystal that kept the image.
He formed a seal with his hands and entered into the crystal that recorded the image, and the scene of reciting the poem just now reappeared.
Looking at the beautiful, sad and lonely boy in the crystal, Shen Tian couldn't help but sigh: "It's like a real immortal banished to the world, so damn handsome~"
…
At this moment, the God of War Order in Shen Tian's arms slowly flew out.
Ye Qingcang's shadow appeared in front of Shen Tian, looking at him with a strange expression: "You, what are you doing?"
Shen Tian: “???”
Damn, why is this old guy silent every time he appears? Can he leave some private space for the young people? It's embarrassing to be seen by you at this time!
Black lines appeared on his forehead, and Shen Tian's mouth twitched slightly: "Mr. Ye, can you notify me before you show up next time?"
Ye Qingcang rolled his eyes: "I have informed you! Didn't you feel that the War God Order was vibrating?"
All right!
Maybe it was because of the selfie, I was so absorbed in the beauty of her face that I lost my focus!
Shen Tian calmly put away the crystal and said, "Ahem, Mr. Ye came to see me, what's the matter?"
Ye Qingcang smiled and said, "Qi Shaoxuan's obsession with you is quite deep! In order to challenge you, he pawned a lot of good things in the God of War Tower."
Shen Tian's eyes lit up: "Oh? What good stuff?"
Among all the people Shen Tian has ever met, Qi Shaoxuan is one of the people with the strongest luck.
His luck halo was dark gold in color, and even had deep purple veins lingering on it, making it look gorgeous and noble.
You should know that even the halo of Kong Meng, the pride of Southern Xinjiang, was just a golden ring with purple light at the beginning.
After Shen Tian helped her obtain the origin of the Five-Colored Divine Light and the Five-Colored Divine Light Fan, the purple light gradually became thicker.
When Shen Tian first saw Qi Shaoxuan, he already had a purple-gold halo around him, and was definitely at the level of a destined protagonist.
Among all the people Shen Tian has met so far, only the little black dragon lying on his bed can surpass Qi Shaoxuan in luck.
Yes, after Ao Bing successfully completed her nirvana rebirth, Shen Tian also saw the halo above her head.
It was a purple halo with faint golden spots, stronger than Qi Shaoxuan's.
As for such a strong aura of luck, why was it sealed in the ancient battlefield for more than 10,000 years?
Only God knows.
But think about it from another angle, Ao Bing had his head pierced by a powerful immortal and was sealed in the ancient battlefield for ten thousand years, but he actually managed to survive and not die.
Moreover, she was originally sealed in a crack in the void, but after ten thousand years she actually reappeared with the Dragon Valley, and was even rescued by Shen Tian by chance.
This is indeed a stroke of luck!
Okay, that’s getting off topic.
Although Qi Shaoxuan's luck is slightly worse than Ao Bing's, you have to know that Ao Bing is the number one prodigy of the dragon clan.
At least among the human race, Shen Tian has never seen anyone with greater luck than Qi Shaoxuan.
He was very interested in the good things that Qi Shaoxuan pawned.
…
Ye Qingcang smiled mysteriously, and formed seals with his hands to start teleporting into the void.
Suddenly, a crystal clear jade talisman and an ancient bronze ring appeared in front of Shen Tian.
Ye Qingcang smiled and said, "According to the agreement, the proceeds from the gambling in the God of War Tower will be divided between the two of us, and the rest will be kept by Grandpa."
"These two treasures are the best in Qi Shaoxuan's collection. They belong to you. Look how good I am to you."
Shen Tian looked at the jade talisman and ring in front of him: "What is this? How do I use it?"
Ye Qingcang said proudly: "You don't know the value of this! This jade talisman is a top-grade life-saving jade. It is a rare treasure even in the fairy world."
"I don't know which lousy refiner could refine such good materials into this state. It's simply a sin."
"But don't worry, Tian'er. I will refine it for you again later, and the effect will be 10 times stronger!"
Shen Tian said helplessly: "Mr. Ye, you still haven't told me how to use it."
Ye Qingcang said: "Don't worry, I will come back and split it again, and then I will give you a drop of blood to recognize the master after the sacrifice."
"This jade talisman is very crudely made. At most, it can only allow cultivators below the Spiritualization Stage to teleport once when they encounter a fatal attack."
“And after I refine it again, I can at least allow cultivators below the Immortal Rank to die and teleport three times.”
"How about it? I'll give you this precious treasure. I hope Grandpa will treat you well!"
A cultivator below the Immortal level must die three times?
Shen Tian was completely stunned. This was even more valuable than a top-grade holy weapon!
After all, compared with life, all magic weapons, skills, and top-grade precious medicines have to take a back seat, okay?
Ye Qingcang seemed very satisfied with Shen Tian's expression, and introduced the second treasure with a smile: "As for this ring, Ye is not sure about its origin."
His eyes were somewhat solemn: "The refiner of this ring must have far surpassed me in cultivation."
"But judging from the way it was made, this ring should be a legacy."
Shen Tian was stunned: "Inheritance device, what is that?"
Ye Qingcang said: "The so-called inheritance device is a special magical device used by some powerful people to find their successors."
"Those powerful people will turn their requirements for their successors into restrictions, put them into the inheritance device, and then throw them into the mortal world to flow with fate."
"Things in the world depend on fate. If you are lucky enough to pick up a successor and meet the other party's requirements, you can obtain its inheritance and reach the pinnacle of life."
A successor? A strong man who is far more powerful than Mr. Ye?
Shen Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, although he did not know how powerful Ye Qingcang was when he was alive.
However, when the God of War Tower was on the verge of collapse, it was able to easily kill a true immortal. Ye Qingcang's combat power must have been astonishing when he was alive!
Shen Tian asked curiously: "Why didn't Master Ye accept the inheritance?"
Ye Qingcang said unhappily, "I am so old, and you want me to worship someone else as my master? Do you think I have no dignity?"
Shen Tian looked straight at Ye Qingcang, just smiled and said nothing.
Ye Qingcang said helplessly: "Alright, alright! This bronze ring must be recognized by blood. I am only a regret now. How can I drip blood? You are lucky."
Although he said "Shen Tian got a bargain", Ye Qingcang's eyes were still filled with a hint of nervousness.
After all, the so-called inheritance device is a great device refined by the big guys in the fairy world to select successors.
It is not easy to meet the requirements of this existence.
I don't know if this kid can succeed.
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At Ye Qingcang's signal, the bronze ring fell into Shen Tian's hands.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he used his mental skills to force out a drop of blood, which dripped onto the bronze ring.
As the essence and blood slowly seeped in, the bronze ring began to glow slowly.
Ye Qingcang showed a look of surprise on his face: "Could this brat really be recognized by this bronze ring?"
But soon, the smile on Ye Qingcang's face froze, because he found that the light on the bronze ring was slowly converging and dimming.
It clearly absorbed Tian'er's blood essence, so why did the light dim again?
In this situation, is it successful or not?
Ye Qingcang was feeling very nervous, and Shen Tian was even more uneasy at this moment.
Because when his blood essence seeped into the bronze ring, his entire spirit was instantly sucked in.
He found that he was no longer in the Holy Son Peak, the Divine Sky Holy Land, or even in the Eastern Wasteland or the Five Realms.
He appeared in a starry sky, with endless stars as far as the eye could see.
They revolve around in a predetermined orbit, like an incredibly beautiful painting.
Suddenly, Shen Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.
Because he saw a shadow, a white shadow.
She is isolated from the world in the endless starry sky, her body seems real and illusory, spanning the galaxy.
She had her back to Shen Tian, her jet-black hair naturally draped behind her, and she was wearing a snow-white dress.
The phantom was shrouded in chaotic immortal energy, and its slender body was silent and motionless, as if it had remained like this for eternity.
The moment she appeared, the eternal galaxy seemed to lose its luster.
Suddenly, the shadow turned around, and Shen Tian seemed to feel a gaze shining on him.
At this moment, Shen Tian felt as if his whole body had been seen through.
I am so ashamed!
Shen Tian seriously suspected that this guy was looking at him with his X-ray vision and didn't want to take responsibility!
After a long time, the gaze slowly withdrew, and a sigh sounded in the universe.
In an instant, the entire starry sky began to shatter, and the stars turned into falling meteors, outlining a beautiful picture!
In this meteor shower that seemed to be destroying the world, the phantom transformed into a beam of fairy light that shot past, instantly cutting the entire shattered galaxy in half, and destroying the heaven and earth.
Vaguely, Shen Tian seemed to see a peerless immortal sword.
A sword flies to the sky, and the galaxy falls~
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At the foot of the Shenxiao Holy Son Peak, Qi Shaoxuan slowly clenched his fists.
He has already selected the five-star and six-star inheritances in the God of War Tower.
But he still felt unwilling, as he always felt that there was something wrong with the level of the Tower of War God.
It was obvious that the first time he fought with Shen Tian and the second time he fought with Shen Tian, they were evenly matched and it was difficult to tell who was better.
How come he was killed instantly the third time?
Even if Shen Tian really had some seven-star inheritance, Qi Shaoxuan could feel that this was definitely not the main reason for the huge gap.
He felt that the basic strength of Shen Tian's projection during the third PK was far greater than the first and second times.
Yes, Qi Shaoxuan suspected that the God of War Tower deliberately modified the data in order to cheat his 80,000 God of War points, and enhanced the strength of Shen Tian's projection!
Otherwise, how could Qi lose!!!
"No matter what, today, Qi will have a face-to-face, fair fight with the Holy Son of Shenxiao!"
Qi Shaoxuan took a deep breath and quietly put on a mask that could conceal his breath.
He plans to visit Shengzi Peak at night and have a good fight with Shen Tian.
As for why he didn't just show up and fight, the reason was simple: he didn't want to call him uncle.
He would secretly go to the house to fight with the Holy Son of Shenxiao. If he wins, he would reveal his cards and expose the Tower of the God of War.
If you can't win... why think so much, the worst that can happen is that you'll just get beaten up!
Qi is the Holy Son of Purple Mansion after all. Can I be killed if I can’t win?
Thinking of this, Qi Shaoxuan tiptoed towards Shengzi Peak.
Normally, the mountain protection formation of Shengzi Peak is not activated. After all, as a time traveler, Shen Tian possesses the good quality of "diligence and thrift".
In addition, as the owner of the Tenth Revolution Golden Core, Qi Shaoxuan's actual combat power has long surpassed that of ordinary Nascent Soul Stage masters.
In addition, the real top leaders of Shenxiao Holy Land were too lazy to care, so he quickly climbed to the top of Shengzi Peak.
Soon, Qi Shaoxuan saw Shen Tian in front of the Holy Son Peak.
At this time, Shen Tian was sitting cross-legged on the enlightenment stone, with his five hearts facing the sky and absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy of the entire Holy Son Peak surged wildly with Shen Tian's breathing, and actually formed a strong spiritual energy tide.
"Is this a monster? How is it possible to absorb such a huge amount of spiritual energy in just one breath?"
Qi Shaoxuan's eyes widened, and frankly speaking, he was a little doubtful about his life.
After all, they are all in the Jindan stage, and Shen Tian is too buggy.
…
"It's okay. It's just the ability to absorb and exhale spiritual energy. It doesn't fully represent strength."
Qi Shaoxuan comforted himself in a very A Q way and continued to approach Shen Tian quietly.
Thousand Steps Away
Five hundred steps away
One hundred steps away
Qi Shaoxuan had put away his Fang Tianlong Halberd and replaced it with a spear.
He was already preparing to launch an attack, so that the Holy Son of Shenxiao would be caught off guard and reflexively display his true strength!
However, at this moment, Qi Shaoxuan was shocked to find that Shen Tian's body disappeared before his eyes.
No, it wasn’t disappearing from his sight, it was disappearing from this world.
The way a cultivator locks onto an opponent is usually to use his divine sense and then launch an attack.
However, at this moment Qi Shaoxuan found that his spiritual thoughts could not lock onto Shen Tian at all, as if he had escaped into another void.
He was clearly still on the Holy Son Peak, yet he seemed like a banished immortal high in the sky, untouched by any evil.
"What happened? Have I been discovered?"
Qi Shaoxuan's face condensed slightly, and all the magic power in his body surged in an instant.
However, just as Qi Shaoxuan was about to strike first, Shen Tian, who was sitting cross-legged on the enlightenment stone, moved.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was always in a mysterious state of perception, and everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
A blood-red sword appeared in his hand, and there seemed to be endless murderous energy flowing in the light, but not even a little bit of it leaked out.
Shen Tian was dancing with a sword with an extremely graceful posture, just like a sword immortal from heaven who had been banished to earth.
His sword moves were as unconventional as an antelope hanging its horns. They seemed to have no rules, yet they seemed to be extremely perfect.
His sword moves calmly, without any sword energy, and there is not even a sound of wind breaking when the sword is swung.
This sword technique is like a graceful dance that has no lethality, but it contains endless changes and encompasses everything.
Qi Shaoxuan couldn't understand.
Not only did I not understand it, I didn't even remember a single move.
While Shen Tian was dancing with the sword, he seemed to be cutting off Qi Shaoxuan's memory of sword moves.
He watched Shen Tian dance with hundreds of swords, but not even a trace of the moves remained in his mind. He only knew that those sword moves seemed very exquisite.
…
Shen Tian's sword dance speed was getting faster and faster.
As the speed of sword moves increased, the force of those hundreds of sword moves seemed to be slowly decreasing.
Hundreds of moves
One hundred moves
Dozens of moves
Dozens of tricks
As the number of moves became fewer and fewer, this set of sword techniques became faster and lighter, just like a banished celestial being dancing with a sword in the sky.
Even the blood-red sword was now emitting a faint fairy light, without any trace of murderous aura.
However, Qi Shaoxuan felt more and more fearful at this moment.
He always felt that the seemingly endless and graceful sword skills contained great terror.
Suddenly, Shen Tian, who was dancing with the sword indifferently, turned around.
His eyes fell on Qi Shaoxuan, and at the same time all his sword moves merged into one.
whoosh!
At this moment, Shen Tian completely disappeared from Qi Shaoxuan's eyes, and was replaced by only a sword light filled with immortal energy.
It shines through the ages, just like cutting through the long river of time from upstream to downstream, spanning ancient and modern times.
It was as if at a certain point in time, the cause and effect fate were severed.
In an instant, Qi Shaoxuan slowly raised his head.
He felt that the full moon in the sky seemed to have cracked.
A sword mark passed by, cutting not only the moon but also the starry sky in half.
Faintly, Qi Shaoxuan seemed to see the shadow of a banished immortal, with the utmost brilliance between heaven and earth.
Facing this sword, Qi Shaoxuan couldn't even think of resisting, because he felt that it was a blasphemy against the True Immortal!
Closer and closer!
In an instant, there was only a fairy light left in front of Qi Shaoxuan's eyes, and nothing else existed.
There was only one thought left in his mind: Am I going to die?
…
This moment seemed as long as decades.
When the fairy light in front of him completely dissipated, Qi Shaoxuan found that he was unharmed.
However, in front of him stood a man in purple, his right arm broken at the shoulder and blood splattered seven steps away.
"Zi, Uncle Master Zixuan!"
Qi Shaoxuan's pupils suddenly shrank. The person standing in front of him at this moment was the Heavenly Master of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, who was also one of Qi Shaoxuan's protectors.
As the lord of a peak in the Purple Mansion Holy Land, Zixuan Tianzun's cultivation is at the Spirit Transformation Stage, and he is among the top in the entire Eastern Wasteland.
However, at this time, Zixuan Tianzun had one arm cut off. One can imagine how shocked Qi Shaoxuan was.
"Shen Tian, he actually cut off Master Uncle's right arm!"
Qi Shaoxuan stared at Shen Tian blankly, feeling a sense of dejection and powerlessness in his heart.
His will to fight completely disappeared because they were not on the same level at all.
If Qi Shaoxuan tried his best, he would have more than 50% chance of escaping from the hands of the God Transformation Stage Heavenly Venerable.
This already made him proud, but Shen Tian's sword just now directly cut off Zixuan Tianzun's right arm.
The gap between the two is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.
Qi Shaoxuan knelt on the ground helplessly, took off the mask on his face, and muttered to himself: "Qi... lost."
"Shao Xuan really lost this time."
The shock in Zixuan Tianzun's heart was no less than that of Qi Shaoxuan, because no one knew better than him how terrifying the sword just now was.
That sword was definitely not just a holy weapon, it was at least a quasi-immortal weapon, possessing the most terrifying murderous aura in the world.
However, compared with that peerless and brilliant sword technique, even the killing sword would pale in comparison.
If Shen Tian had not seemed to sense something and deflected the sword in time.
Perhaps what was cut off at this time was not the arm, but the head of Zixuan Tianzun.
Even though the sword moves had already dissipated, the sword intent of the broken arm was still lingering like a maggot on the tarsal bone, making it extremely difficult for Zixuan to even heal his wounds .
It is extremely difficult to reattach the right arm!
He sighed and said, "The Holy Son of Shenxiao is indeed a genius."
"When this sword comes out, all swordsmen in the world will be humiliated."
…
Finally, Shen Tian slowly opened his eyes.
His consciousness awakened from his epiphany, just like waking up from a dream.