Most people support Qincheng. Seeing that Qincheng is completely at a disadvantage now, they are naturally worried about Qincheng.

"Take out your real skills and compare them with me. I am not Liu Feng and others. I can let you control it at will."

Baiyue also had his eyes gathered, staring at Qincheng who was attacked by three magical methods.

Just as the earth dragon and the wind blade tornado were swarming towards Qincheng with murderous intent.

Qin Cheng flipped his palm and a cold light appeared in his palm, then swept across from below.

The sharp blade shattered thousands of spiritual woods, and then Qin Cheng's figure flashed and avoided the attack of two magical techniques, even allowing the two unavoidable techniques to collide together, instantly turning into nothingness.

"The magic weapon appeared in the sword god's hand. This time it was right, it was definitely not a condensation object such as thunder."

"The Kyushu Sword God finally took out the fairy sword? Looking forward to it."

The monks were in a boiling mood.

Not only did Qin Cheng crack the killing move of Baiyue, but they also guessed that Qin Cheng was just a simple Taoist cultivator, and there were still divine weapons that had not been taken out for a long time.

And now it seems that they were guessing it right.

Therefore, seeing the cold light flashing in Qin Cheng's hand, the hearts of the cultivators fluctuated.

But soon.

"Bah, take a closer look, this is not a sword, it is obviously an immortal sword!" someone shouted speechlessly.

"I'm dizzy. It's really an immortal sword. What is the situation of the Jiuzhou Sword God? Is his true identity a sword cultivator?"

The joy on everyone's faces instantly became a little stiff, and they almost suspected that they had read it wrong.

Qin Cheng named him the Sword God, but he used his fists to solve problems most of the time. Now he finally waited until he took out his magic weapon, but he was still an immortal sword!

"I understand. It must be that the Jiuzhou Sword God has a higher attainment in swords. Most people are not worthy of letting him take out weapons. Baiyue is a little stronger, and he is only worthy of letting him take out a sword." A monk had a sudden idea and his eyes lit up.

"You think, Isn't it that there were powerful people in ancient times? Although the swordsmanship is amazing, I like to use dead branches as weapons. If the opponent is stronger, the branches will turn into wooden swords."

This made everyone around them speechless, feeling it made sense, but it always felt strange.

"Fellow Daoist, this idea is not impossible, but if the Sword God can really win Baiyue, I will believe you."

"The immortal sword is at least at the fourth grade or above."

On the ring, Baiyue also narrowed his eyes when he saw Qin Cheng retreating with a knife.

From the strength of Qin Cheng's technique of cutting his own thousands of trees, he could also feel the sharpness of Yueyang's sword.

"Very good. I didn't expect you to use a knife too. Next, you and my sword tricks are more exquisite."

Baiyue waved his hand and a strange immortal sword appeared in his hand.

Unlike the Yueyang Sword, which is simple in Qincheng, the fairy blade in Baiyue’s hand is pitch black, with a thin blade and a thick back, and a serrated back.

Once it was taken out, a ball of black gas surged out from the black immortal sword, which was extremely evil.

The figure flashed, and this time Baiyue launched the offensive first.

A ten-foot sword light suddenly appeared on the black immortal sword, and it slashed down towards Qincheng.

The void passed through was cut open together, and the black aura spread wildly.

Qin Cheng held a knife in both hands, his expression was indifferent.

This time he did not hide. The spiritual energy flowed on the Yueyang sword. In the trembling, a sword light also swept down.

Boom!


Chapter completed!