Chapter 1395

Pengjing has a deep resentment against Qin Xuan, not only the gratitude and resentment in the fantasy killing, but also some things that happened later. If he has the right opportunity, he can't wait to blade Qin Xuan.

Of course, he knew Qin Xuan hated him to the bone.

However, he had made a promise with Qin Xuan that they would release each other. The people present witnessed this and could not go back on it. However, if Qin Xuan shot at him and exacerbated the contradiction, then the matter would be a different matter.

Qin Xuan has the final say that he can't help him. He does not obey his promises. Besides, there are several other arrogant people who are good friends with the six wings.

Although Qin Xuan also has Qingmu to help, he is only one person, which is not enough to be afraid.

"Why are you so angry, brother Qing? Don't forget your identity. Is a human worth it?" Peng Jing turned to Qingmu and said, "you regard him as a good friend, but is he the same?"

Qin Xuan frowned and his face suddenly became cold. Did he stir up discord?

"It's not your turn to give advice on my business. Take care of your mouth. If I hear another half sentence of disrespectful words to my friends, don't blame my ruthlessness!" Qingmu looked into Pengjing's eyes, revealing an extreme edge, as if he had done what he said.

Peng Jing sneered and said nothing.

He wanted to know how the courage of a young man who was defeated by others was so arrogant, and the man who defeated him was here.

No shame!

"Brother Qing, why do you have a common sense with some waste people, but you're in a bad mood." Qin Xuan looked back at Qingmu, and a casual smile appeared on his face, as if he didn't care at all.

However, Qingmu's face was still very cold. Qin Xuan could not care, but he couldn't bear it.

However, since Qin Xuan said so, he naturally wouldn't say more. As Qin Xuan said, there's no need to see the same thing as waste.

Qin Xuan's words made the crowd look interesting. They all know that Qin Xuan refers to the defeat of Pengjing in the magic killing field.

It seems reasonable to call it waste.

Qin Xuan took back his eyes and looked in the direction of Pengjing again, spitting out a cold voice: "don't you really want to prove yourself? No matter which side you choose, if the sound can exceed me, I'll let you handle it, dare you?"

Dare you?

What proud words, with a strong provocative meaning, made the crowd calm down and looked at Qin Xuan strangely.

This is, have you started to fight back?

"Any drum is OK. You look up to yourself!" Peng Jing sneered.

"If you don't dare, shut up. No one will think you're dumb." Qin Xuan left a sound, and then continued to walk in the direction of the silver drum.

Pengjing naturally didn't move. He didn't know what means Qin Xuan had. In case of failure again, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Before Qin Xuan came to the silver drum, a deep light flashed in his eyes. His fingers moved forward slightly, and a sword light was released from his fingertips. The amazing sword meaning was born in the void. In front of Qin Xuan, a bright holy sword appeared, emitting an incomparably powerful smell of light.

This sword is the first yuan soul of Qin Xuan, the holy sword yuan soul.

The soul of the holy sword yuan hangs in the void, clanking and ringing. The extremely sharp will of Kendo is released from it, which is faintly turned into essence and filled with the whole space.

All the people below looked in that direction, and their hearts trembled slightly. Obviously, they could feel what terrible power was hidden in that sword.

"Go." Qin Xuan uttered a word at his mouth and waved his five fingers. The soul of the holy sword came out with the intention of startling the sky. Across the space, the sword tip stabbed on the drum surface at an extremely rapid speed at the next moment.

"Dong..."

A thrilling drum rang through people's minds. It was incomparably loud, like the thunder of nine days. People's hearts suddenly shook, and their eardrums trembled. They felt that there was an infinite potential to hit a point. The power was extremely hegemonic, and the world would be turbulent.

Peng Jing looked in the direction of Qin Xuan in shock and thought, is this guy crazy? He used such a strong force at the first blow. How can he hit the drum later?

Le Hongxuan also looked at Qin Xuan with a slightly profound look. He didn't know what Qin Xuan thought, but judging from Qin Xuan's previous actions, this person is likely to do some crazy things. Therefore, it's reasonable to see this scene in front of him.

"Dong, Dong..."

Two loud sounds came out in a row. Qin Xuan pointed out two sword Qi in succession, penetrating the defense light curtain condensed by the silver drum. The sword Qi hit the drum surface, making the silver drum make two sounds. Instead of being weaker than before, the sound was a little stronger!

"What's going on?" Many people were puzzled, their hearts were violently bullied, and they vaguely guessed some possibility.

The drums are louder and louder, so there is only one possibility. The power contained in Qin Xuan's attack is increasing!

"That blow just now is not all his strength. He can be stronger!" Some people in the crowd made a startling cry. The first sound was so deafening that they thought Qin Xuan did his best, but it turned out that they underestimated Qin Xuan's strength.

The Emperor Qin Xuan's fierce eyes, like the wind blowing in the sky, reveal the fierce spirit of the Emperor Qin Xuan all his life!

All the people looked at Qin Xuan's figure, and their hearts shook violently. They were shocked by Qin Xuan's momentum. At this time, they looked at Qin Xuan with more fear and fear, especially his eyes, deep and bright, like stars. What terrible eyes they are!

"Broken, broken, broken..."

Qin Xuan uttered several sounds continuously, which were extremely loud and trembling in the air. The terrible sword power poured out from the holy sword and turned into a flash of destruction on the silver drum. The drum surface trembled wildly, and the loud noise continued to come out, trying to tear everyone's eardrums apart.

Finally, when the last sound fell, the silver light curtain burst into stars and disappeared.

Nine Rings!

The space suddenly became extremely quiet. Everyone held their breath, and their heartbeat seemed to stop. They looked at the unparalleled figure in the void, with an incredible look on their faces.

Zhan Lao once said that three drums can be struck at most nine times on each side.

Qin Xuan just hit the silver drum and nine rings came out, which means that he has reached the extreme!