Chapter 148

Qin fan's first soul, the heavenly eagle, gives him the ultimate speed like an eagle, while the second soul is the night soul, which gives him the ability to hide, just like a dark shadow.

I saw a dark shadow flashing wildly, flashing towards the two figures on the far left.

There seemed to be a black fog in the void, which spread rapidly and shrouded the two figures. In an instant, the two people only felt that they were in the dark, all the light disappeared, and there was only boundless darkness.

"Hum, it's just the dark artistic conception of the beginning. How can you trap me?" One of them said coldly. A strong light suddenly released from him and turned into a pillar of light through the sky, as if to pierce the night.

Whoosh!

With a whoosh, a dark shadow swooped down, and a white light flashed in the endless darkness. It was extremely sharp. In the blink of an eye, the dark shadow rushed in front of the man, and the sharp claws grabbed forward, as if the void were still.

"Broken!" They both shouted at the same time. Between them, their fingers pointed forward, and their fingertips emitted light, just like arrows. They collided with sharp claws and made a crisp metal sound.

Seeing that the finger light failed to kill Qin fan, the two looked at each other, and one of them said, "the boy's strength is a little strange. Make a quick decision!"

The voice fell, and then two terrible threats spread out, rolling and roaring, like a wild beast, madly impacting the endless darkness around, and the void seemed to vibrate and rumble constantly.

Qin fan saw that their attack suddenly became violent, and a dignified color appeared on his face. His wings flapped rapidly behind him and rushed towards them again.

On the other hand, Qin Xuan faced six disciples of Xuantian palace, including yuan Xiaofeng, Xu Li's own disciple. It was very difficult.

"I advise you to go down by yourself, or you won't blame me for being ruthless." Yuan Xiaofeng said plainly.

Qin Xuan glanced at Qin fan's battle. A sharp color flashed in his eyes and said indifferently, "it's useless to say more."

In an instant, an extremely powerful artistic conception of sword was born from heaven and earth, and then spread continuously, covering the whole tianxingtai. Even those who did not participate in the battle felt the terrible meaning of sword.

"The artistic conception of sword entering the realm!" Sikong Xuan's pupil suddenly shrinks. As expected, Qin Xuan's strength has made great progress, and he even understands the artistic conception of entering the realm.

"My sword domain, I am the way of heaven." Qin Xuan soared into the air, his ink hair flying, looked at the six people below indifferently, and spit out a plain voice in his mouth.

Previously, some disciples of Xuantian palace turned into heaven, controlled everything, and even suppressed the old man Tianshou in that world.

Now, Qin Xuan turns heaven with the artistic conception of sword, takes his own will as the way of heaven, controls life and death and reincarnation.

"This son can be called a genius!" Xu Li's eyes twinkled. No wonder Qin Xuan spoke wildly before. It turned out that he was so talented and confident.

The space around Qin Xuan is now transformed into the world of sword. The endless sword Qi is released vertically and turned into sword rain. He condenses the artistic conception of sword into heaven. Then as long as the artistic conception of sword is not broken, the world of sword will exist forever.

The six disciples of Xuantian palace looked at the figure floating in the air, with a murderous rage in their eyes.

"Let your mood be broken today." One person shouted coldly, his whole body was shining, his momentum was released, and raised his hand to blow out a palm print.

"Too weak." Qin Xuan glanced at the palm print at random and ignored it. When the palm print was about to explode on Qin Xuan, countless sword Qi suddenly shot out of the void and directly penetrated the palm print, which collapsed and decomposed in an instant.

"Hiss!" Countless people took a cold breath and their eyes twinkled with excitement.

It's too strong. Qin Xuan's strength is too strong. Naturally, they can see that the strength of the disciples of Xuantian palace is not at the same level as Qin Xuan!

"So weak, you dare to show your style on the stage and roll down!" Qin Xuan said coldly. The man looked at Qin Xuan's eyes and felt that countless powerful swords and spears were shot into his mind. He felt that his soul would be torn.

"Ah!" The disciple uttered a scream like tearing his heart and cracking his lungs. He held his head in his hands and knelt directly on the heavenly scaffold. He looked very painful.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed a cold feeling, and his palm lifted up. A bright big palm print containing the majesty of Buddhism and Taoism burst out and patted it at the disciple.

"Be careful!" Several voices sounded at the same time. However, the disciple was in pain at this time. How could he hear the reminder of others.

The palm print was like a mountain and fell on the disciple mercilessly. The force of terrorist repression swept out. There seemed to be a release of sword spirit in the palm print, which wiped out all his vitality.

Xuantian palace, the first person, meteorite!

This scene deeply shocked the hearts of the people of Tianyu country. Qin Xuan didn't live up to their hope and killed one person, breaking the myth of the invincibility of Xuantian palace.

However, is this the end?

After killing one person, Qin Xuan still looked calm as before, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

The remaining five disciples of Xuantian palace, including yuan Xiaofeng, put away their previous random mentality and looked dignified. Qin Xuan's strength was enough to attract their greatest attention.

"We didn't want to fight you at the same time, but you are so arrogant that we can't allow you to kill my fellow martial brother!" Yuan Xiaofeng made a cold sound.

Qin Xuan laughed when he heard the speech. He laughed so recklessly that he showed disdain and said sarcastically, "when did the disciples of Xuantian palace become so shameless? If you want to fight in groups, why make excuses."

"I didn't expect that the disciples of Xuantian palace were so shameless that they wanted to fight in groups. They were really Tianjiao disciples!" Someone in the crowd sneered and responded to Yuan Xiaofeng's previous words.

Yuan Xiaofeng looked stiff, his face became extremely ugly, and his eyes looked colder at Qin Xuan: "you asked for it, do it!"

The five disciples of Xuantian palace all rose to the air and released their breath. Among them, Yuan Xiaofeng's breath was the most powerful, almost reaching the limit of Kaiyuan territory.

At this time, Yuan Xiaofeng closed his eyes. A few seconds later, with him as the center, the temperature of the surrounding space decreased sharply, as if to solidify.

The power of cold ice between heaven and earth gathered madly, with strong winds and snow all over the sky. Ice storms condensed out one after another. His space seemed to turn into a world of ice and snow, releasing a thrilling air of cold ice.

"I protect my body with the artistic conception of cold ice. Although you have the artistic conception of sword, you can't help me!" Yuan Xiaofeng's body soared upward, as if he were the king of the ice and snow world. His eyes looked at Qin Xuan from a distance, revealing a strong sense of provocation in his eyes.

Qin Xuan turned the artistic conception of the sword into the world of the sword. Then he imitated it and created the world of ice and snow with the artistic conception of cold ice to protect his whole body. He even said boldly: what is the artistic conception of the sword?

How powerful this sentence is. It is not only a provocation against Qin Xuan, but also a declaration to everyone that he, Yuan Xiaofeng, will also bloom the most gorgeous style!

However, Qin Xuan looked calm and indifferent at Yuan Xiaofeng. His lips wriggled and finally spit out a voice: "cold ice artistic conception, is it very powerful?"

The void fell into silence again.

Yuan Xiaofeng's expression was slightly stagnant. He had just announced his strength, and Qin Xuan said this. It was beating him in the face!

The crowd was also shocked by Qin Xuan's words. Isn't the cold ice artistic conception powerful?

The corners of Qin Xuan's mouth rose slightly, grinned at Yuan Xiaofeng and said, "since you are so optimistic about your cold artistic conception, I'll let you know how ridiculous your previous words are!"

Qin Xuan's voice just fell, and suddenly there was a light shining behind him. Then a cold force swept out, turned into snowflakes and danced with the wind.

"How beautiful!"

Countless people looked up at the snowflakes falling all over the sky. Even though the sword gas penetrated, they still cut their soft bodies. Countless snowflakes swayed in the air, which seemed to outline a very beautiful picture.

On that scroll, there was a beautiful image of the city slowly emerging. She had long black hair up to her waist. She was born beautiful and had the temperament of a fairy in heaven. She was free from dust, left behind and independent, as if she did not exist in the world.

"This is... Three princesses!" The people of Tianyu country can't help standing up at the moment. The peerless figure in the empty air is actually the third princess Duan Ruoxi, the beloved of Qin Xuan.

Even the family figures of the top forces stood up, looked at the figure in the void, and set off a storm in their hearts.

Qin Xuan actually integrated his love for Duan Ruoxi into the snowflakes, using the power of ice and snow as a pen and the void as a picture. Do you want Duan Ruoxi to reappear?

"What a deep love. I didn't expect that there were such infatuated people in Tianyu country!" At the moment, even those disciples of Xuantian palace couldn't help sighing.

The love precipitated in the empty picture, they can clearly feel, like an ocean, vast and endless, incomparably broad, even they can't help but tremble for it.

Si kongxuan looked very ugly at this time. The world knows that Duan Ruoxi almost became his woman. However, Qin Xuan painted in the void to express his love for Duan Ruoxi. What does that mean?

"Ruoxi." Qin Xuan raised his eyes and stared at the beautiful figure in the void. His eyes were filled with endless melancholy and yearning.

Yuan Xiaofeng's expression stagnated there, his face changed constantly, and finally fixed as incredible.

Cold ice artistic conception, very strong?

Previously, he regarded Qin Xuan's words as arguments with him, but now Qin Xuan proved them to him.

Being able to paint in the void with the power of ice and snow, there is no doubt that Qin Xuan's ice artistic conception has surpassed him, at least at the level of incarnation.

If yuan Xiaofeng knew that Qin Xuan's cold and ice artistic conception was still in the initial state, he just saw him use the power of ice and snow to condense the ice and snow world, and suddenly felt that he had entered the realm by chance. I don't know how he would feel in his heart.

Looking at the magnificent figure in the void, people's hearts were quite restless and speechless for a long time.

After a year's absence, Qin Xuan has become so powerful, simple and ordinary clothes, but it is difficult to hide his peerless posture. He painted in vain just to express his yearning for his beloved. What a style!