Chapter 420

"Boom!"

A terrible force roared out of Qin Xuan's fist like a tide, and the fist awned wildly, making the void tremble.

The two terrible forces collided with each other with a bang, and a terrible wave spread out, and the attack afterwave spread around. Everywhere they went, everything was broken, and even the space could not bear it, so they were directly blown to pieces.

I saw a figure flying backwards, like a kite with a broken line. The power of terror wreaked havoc in his body, destroyed everything, and exploded in mid air before landing.

The third level, pass!

In just a few breath time, all three fell. If someone else saw this scene, I'm afraid they would be shocked and speechless, which would astonish Qin Xuan.

You know, the strength of these three people has reached the ninth floor of Yuan mansion. Although they are only in the early stage, they have a variety of artistic conception strength of Xuanmiao realm. Any one has the opportunity to step into the Beidou list. However, they can't take a few breaths in Qin Xuan's hands. It can be seen how powerful Qin Xuan is now.

Outside the black hole space, the pupils of the masters of various forces suddenly contracted at the moment, and a look of wonder appeared in their eyes, as if they saw an extremely incredible scene.

"Who is this son? His level is not high. His combat power is so strong that he is not inferior to the top three!" Zhan longhuang asked in a tone of excitement.

"Isn't he your disciple?" Le Quan showed a look of doubt. In his impression, there was no such person among the outstanding disciples in the four books. If it wasn't from the seven transcendent forces, could it be that he couldn't achieve scattered cultivation?

"Wuji, what's going on?" Feng Qiumei's eyes are also colorful. The emergence of such a figure is indeed a very surprising thing.

Everyone was very confused. Only the snow goddess flashed a deep meaning in her eyes and stared at the young man in black in the black hole space, as if she had found something.

A burst of starlight burst out in the pupil of xingwuji, as if he were communicating with someone. After a few seconds, he said slowly: "this son is indeed a casual monk named Tianshan swordsman. His talent is really good."

"Just good?" Zhan longhuang raised his eyebrows and said, "how does he rank in the Beidou list?"

"Fifty three." Xingwuji responded.

Everyone was surprised when this remark came down. It seems that this son either deliberately hides his strength or disdains to fight for ranking.

Judging from his combat power at this time, entering the top 30 is no problem.

"Black hole space has a great relationship with realm. Although the strength and talent of the illusory opponent are very similar to those of real people, there is still a gap after all, and his real combat power needs to be assessed." Xingwuji spoke again, and his face remained calm.

He has presided over the selection of Beidou for many years. Although such people are rare, there are still some. Their realm is slightly lower, but their real combat power is far beyond the realm. It gives people the feeling of talent and evil. In fact, there is still a big gap compared with the real peak Tianjiao.

"Yes, but this son should pay more attention." Lequan deeply thought that the way was right. The seventh floor of the Yuan government understood the rules, and it was difficult to find the second place even in the four books.

Yue Sheng, the master of the Yue family, said with a smile: "judging from the combat power he just showed, the last two levels are afraid to be extremely difficult. There will inevitably be opponents who understand the rules. Let's see how he responds."

Black hole space has self-awareness, and can arrange the assessment of corresponding difficulty according to the challenger's realm and combat power. Only in this way can we test the talent.

If the combat power is far beyond the realm, the opponent sent will also be very strong. At that time, the realm will no longer be an advantage, but a shackle.

After all, not all Tianjiao understand the power of rules. They do not use the power of rules to fight, so the opponents they encounter will not understand the power of rules, but will only increase the difficulty in other aspects, so as to assess their talents.

Just as you guys exchanged ideas, new opponents appeared again in the black hole space, and the fourth level was opened.

This time, Qin Xuan will face the top five strong people in the yuan mansion. Four of them understand the artistic conception power of a variety of mysterious and wonderful places, and the last one is more powerful. He has already understood a trace of rules, and his talent is comparable to the top Tianjiao.

"Sure enough..." Qin Xuan finally had a dignified look in his eyes.

Qin Xuan had a very relaxed life in the first three passes, which mainly depended on the power of his rules. He crushed everything under the rules, but now there is an opponent who understands the power of the rules, and everything will be different.

A Tianjiao who understands the rules has more energy than he can imagine, even if he has no thoughts.

"Kill!" When one of them shouted angrily, his body suddenly became huge and suddenly pulled up a few feet, like a hill, filled with evil spirit. Qin Xuan felt a strong oppression even at a very long distance.

"The artistic conception of demon and the artistic conception of force." Qin Xuan's eyes shone with a sharp edge. This illusion is too terrible. Even the artistic conception of the demon can be used.

"Roar!" The man who turned into a hill vomited a hissing roar in his throat and threw out like a tiger. His eyes were fierce and his big hands grabbed the void. Qin Xuan only felt that the space above his head was pulled down by a huge force and wanted to bury him.

Without a moment's delay, Ling Xu stepped up and urged Qin Xuan to escape from the space skillfully and skillfully. However, before he looked relaxed, two terrible palmprints roared from the left and right sides, and there was no time to dodge.

The terrible gust of wind made his face ache, and his eardrums seemed to be cracked by the loud noise.

"This blow is hard to hide. I don't know if he can follow." The scorpion poison emperor's green eyes flashed a funny color, and his mouth burst into evil laughter.

Just as the two attacks were about to hit Qin Xuan, a strange scene happened.

Qin Xuan's hands were empty, and the dazzling light of space was blooming in his palm. There was a strong fluctuation in his space. The space seemed to be forcibly distorted by an invisible hand, and the two palmprints were also distorted and blasted away.

"Space artistic conception!"

The heads of various forces suddenly trembled, and their eyes showed an unbelievable color. If Qin Xuan's performance only surprised them, then at the moment, he was completely amazed.

As we all know, things related to space are extremely rare, such as the magic weapon of space attribute, and the space artistic conception is absolutely difficult to understand among all the artistic conception forces, and even much more difficult than the artistic conception of demon.

The artistic conception of demon is only under strict conditions. It is not difficult to understand as long as the corresponding conditions are met. However, the artistic conception of space is ethereal and unpredictable. It is difficult to understand it.

Although the martial arts in the Yuan Dynasty can shuttle through space, this does not mean that they understand the rules of space. Only when they really understand how to use space to fight, can they reluctantly understand the artistic conception of space.

Of course, after reaching a certain level, it is not difficult to understand the power of space, but it is by no means easy for those in the Yuan Dynasty.

At the critical moment, Qin Xuan exerted the power of space and forcibly distorted the space, making the two attacks deviate from himself and attack in other directions. This move is not ingenious, even amazing.

"Just now almost..." Qin Xuan's heart was beating wildly, but his eyes were full of madness. Just now he was also quick witted. He had never tried before. He didn't expect to succeed in the first exhibition, which made him excited.

"Come on, let me see if you can stop me." Qin Xuan laughed and said that such a battle is what he wants most. Only when he is forced into a desperate situation can he get the rise of adversity.

"This boy is crazy, but I like it." Lequan chuckled, and a rare look of appreciation appeared in his eyes. He thought how good it would be if he were a disciple of Zixuan silver gun sect.

"Hehe, since you are so optimistic about him, do you think he is stronger or Liu Yuanshan is stronger?" Lei Yupi asked with a smile.

When Le Quan heard the speech, he thought seriously, remained silent for a moment, and said, "if he is in the same territory with Yuanshan, I think he is strong, but the reality can't change after all. If he really fights, he can't win Yuanshan."

The voice fell, and everyone was silent. In fact, they all had the same view in their hearts.

In their opinion, although Qin Xuan is outstanding, his realm is hard injury. Liu Yuanshan is only a little short of him in terms of talent. The gap between him and him can even be ignored. After all, Zhenyuan is the foundation of everything. Without strong Zhenyuan as the backing, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

No one noticed that the snow goddess's eyes were always full of deep meaning. Her eyes had never moved away from the figure in black. I didn't know what was in her mind.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The violent roar resounded through the whole black hole space, and the violent battle aftermath swept through the void. The waves of killing were intended to flow in space and converge into a storm.

At this time, Qin Xuan's long hair danced with the wind, his dark robe swayed up and down, and his whole body revealed a peerless demeanor. He stared at the three figures in front of him, with a towering sense of war rising in his eyes.

Two people have been killed in the previous battle, and now there are only three left, but the opponent who understands the power of the rules is still there, and he always puts pressure on Qin Xuan.

"You can't break through this level." The man in the middle moved his lips and spit out a cold voice.

This man is the one who understands the power of rules. His eyes are so calm that he feels terrible. To Qin Xuan's shock, he doesn't only know killing, as if he has his own thinking and knows when to make trouble for himself.

Without this person, Qin Xuan would have passed the fourth level long ago, but he didn't. He was still trapped here.

"If I can't even kill a puppet, how can I compete for the son of Beidou?" A sharp color flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. His eyes gradually became cold, and a terrible force of rules was released, enveloping all three people in the opposite direction.

The rule of sword is that he can attack Kendo at will without using real yuan. He can do it only by thought. This is the terrible part of the rule.

When his eyes swept, Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly burst into purple and golden light. A terrible sharp sword shot out, and the world was in turmoil. At the same time, his palm suddenly pressed down. A Buddhist and Taoist palm print was brewing in the void. Endless Buddhist and Taoist light flowed on it, revealing a terrible smell. This palm print is like the palm of an ancient Buddha, suppressing all evil in the world.

"Broken." With a soft drink, the palm print fell suddenly against the light of the sword.

At this moment, the space seemed to stand still.

A giant palm fell from the sky and threatened the unstoppable power. The divine Buddha light shone on the endless space. There seemed to be an ancient Buddha in the void. The fall of the palm coincided with the giant palm, as if it was issued by him.