Qin Nan's sword stretches across the sky and the earth, the sword that opens and closes like a sword god descending upon him, and the cold military peak shakes the entire void.
His sword light not only contains the majesty, dominance and majesty of the eternal swordsmanship, but also contains the essence of the swordsmanship of drawing a sword to cut the sky.
One hundred and eight thousand swords, one sword weighs the sky.
The sword that broke the wind shook the void, and endless storms emerged in the void, becoming a plaything in his hands.
But in the eyes of Di Batian and others, they were like insurmountable mountains of swordsmanship.
The soul-cutting sword splits the void and opens up layers of turbulent voids. The terrifying aura shocks the soul. Once it is hit by it, the soul will tremble, as if it has glimpsed the god of death.
Sad and angry!
Depressed!
fear!
Unwilling!
Under the eternal swordsmanship, Emperor Batian and others had mixed feelings in their hearts.
This feeling lasted for three days and three nights, making Di Batian, Zhan Tian, Bai Xuan, Liu Haochen, Sikong and other top powers in Tianlong World feel depressed.
Finally, Emperor Batian looked up to the sky and roared, taking the lead in rushing out of Qin Nan's storm encirclement with his sword.
"Everyone, I will take the first step. I have decided to embark on the road to bury the immortal."
The voice of Emperor Domination is like thunder.
He rushed hundreds of miles away and stepped over the blue barrier, his cold eyes full of fear and unwillingness.
He stood up with his sword in hand, looked at Qin Nan, and said with great solemnity:
"Qin Nan, I'll be waiting for you at the Immortal Burial Road! If I'm lucky enough to survive, I'll definitely see you off at the Immortal Burial Road!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped staying and left in the air.
Without the terrifying swordsman Emperor Batian, others still dare to stay there.
"Everyone, let's retreat together! Otherwise, if this kid captures the Mingmen, we will definitely die!"
"Get out! I'll be the first to go!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhan Tian, please stay behind while we take the first step!"
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There is an old saying: When a tree falls, the hozens scatter.
As soon as Emperor Batian left, the others dispersed one after another.
The master of Wantong Pavilion, Zhan Tian, still wanted to fight and retreat, but the others did not think so. They all took advantage of the fierce battle between him and Qin Nan to retreat, and they all retreated as fast as lightning.
Everyone ran away, wishing they had two more legs.
Bai Xuan, the master of the Phoenix Palace, had beautiful eyes flashing, and Liu Haochen also took advantage of Zhan Tian to escape inadvertently.
"Master of the White House, even you... ah!"
Zhan Qianqian's blood spurted out, and his back was stabbed by Qin Nan's sword light.
Suddenly, blood flew everywhere, and the entire back became dripping with blood.
"Zhan Tian, Brother Liu, and you, leave quickly, I will cut off the queen for you!"
Sikong, the master of Siming Mountain, showed deep guilt in his eyes.
But as the top monk in the Tianlong world, no matter how big the feud they had before, he could not let Qin Nan kill Zhan Tian, Liu Haochen and others.
Emperor Batian, Zhan Tian, Bai Xuan... and others are all the pillars of the Tianlong world.
Once Qin Nan kills them all, the entire Tianlong world will fall into endless chaos.
"Brother Sikong, please take care!"
"I will remember this kindness today! Farewell!"
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During the battle, Liu Haochen endured huge pressure, dodged numerous sword rays, and jumped out of the scope of Qin Nan's swordsmanship.
Then, the two of them led the rest of the group and fled wildly without looking back. Within a few breaths, they had disappeared over the blue barrier.
"Where to go!"
A cold light flashed in Qin Nan's eyes.
"Eternal swordsmanship, soul-killing!"
The Life-Destroying Sword shook, and the cold sword force spread across the heaven and earth. The void shook, and a terrifying shadow of the Sword God appeared behind him.
"Qin Qinnan...you...".
Sikong, the master of Siming Mountain, widened his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face.
At this moment, Qin Nan became extremely tall and majestic in his eyes!
Is this still the kid he used to kill?
The fear of death came to mind.
Master Siming Mountain was frightened for a while, and his eyes were extremely frightened.
But he did not dodge. He knew that with Luo Yitian around, Qin Nan would never kill him.
Sure enough, the mighty sword light spread across the sky and the earth, and was several thousand meters long, grazing his body and slashing down.
The gray hair of Master Siming Mountain was dancing in the air, and he was stunned in place, like a wood carving and clay sculpture.
Qin Nan did not kill him, but the other three Tianlong cultivators at the God Transformation Realm next to him did not have such good luck.
Thousands of meters of sword light traveled across the sky and earth, cutting off the heaven and earth. Three human heads flew down at the same time, blood spattered in the sky, and the corpse fell. As soon as the three golden figures flew out of the corpse, they were caught in Qin Nan's hand.
"Qin Nan, let them go!"
Lord Si Mingshan reacted and begged.
Qin Nan's face turned cold.
He ignored the other party and clenched his right hand violently. The three golden figures were directly tied up by the ropes transformed by thousands of sword lights, and then they were thrown directly into the interior of the undead space.
The natal soul of a monk in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, this is the supreme treasure for improvement.
Luo Yitian's cultivation level is still too low, Qin Nan plans to keep these souls to help Luo Yitian improve his cultivation level quickly.
The void shook and the sword light dispersed.
Most of the thousands-foot-long sword god's shadow has solidified, and it still stands behind Qin Nan.
Invisibly, Qin Nan's body exuded a majestic and majestic aura that spanned eternity. His expression was majestic, and as his eyes moved, he exuded an irresistible majesty.
Sikong, the master of Siming Mountain, looked on with fear.
At this moment, he finally realized: the boy who was once at his mercy was gone forever, and now Qin Nan had become a being that he looked up to.
"Master Si Mingshan, for Luo'er's sake, I won't kill you this time! But if you dare to attack me again in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"
This time, Qin Nan was furious.
Master Siming Mountain once saved him and was Luo Yitian's ancestor. If not, he would never hold back like this today.
"Hey! Thank you very much, little friend Qin Nan. However, this demonic insect is an eternal disaster. Once released, it will definitely overthrow the worlds of Tianlong and Sword Master. I hope you will take care of yourself."
Sikong, the master of Siming Mountain, felt endless regret.
But he was helpless. If Qin Nan was allowed to massacre Zhan Tian and others, the world of Tianlong would be completely destroyed.
At this time of catastrophe and turmoil, Zhan Tian, Liu Haochen and others are even more precious.
"Hmph! Go away, I don't want to see you again. Remember, if there is nothing special in the future, you are not allowed to come to Luo'er!"
Qin Nan snorted coldly and immediately issued an order to expel the guests.
Lord Siming's eyes looked extremely lonely. He slightly cupped his hands and then left in the air.
The lonely figure looked extremely desolate, but Qin Nan's eyes did not reveal the slightest pity.
By doing this, he was also helping Master Si Mingshan.
With his talent, he will definitely be able to crush the void and leave in the future.
And after he left, I don't know how much chaos was caused in the world. Siming Shan was originally the weakest existence among the major first-class sects in Tianlong World.
The void rippled like water. As the crowd dispersed, Qin Nan also restrained his aura. The shadow of the Sword God dissipated behind him, and the void within a radius of thousands of miles returned to calm again.
He stood in the air, but still looked up at the terrifying thousand-foot giant insect in front of him.
"Demon Lord Yutian, I don't think you will let me talk to you like this."
Qin Nan's expression was cold, and his cold eyes exuded the majesty of an emperor.
"Hahaha...of course not!"
The giant insect let out an infiltrating laughter, black light floated around the body, and the thousand-foot-long demon body quickly shrank to the size of ten feet. Even so, he still could not get rid of the thick black chains.
"Young friend, if you are able to come here alone, you must have killed the evil spirits and demonic souls outside."