As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Cang appeared in front of everyone. Although his clothes were a little tattered and his face was covered with dust, he could not hide his handsome face and the dark purple sword in his narrow eyes.
Bright, revealing Li Guang from time to time, the nineteen-year-old Qin Cang has become much more mature than two years ago. His figure is still thin, but he has grown a lot taller, but his appearance will remain the same at this moment, no matter ten years.
later or a hundred years later
Walking in the air, Qin Cang felt the true speed of Yun Zongbu. The so-called walking on the wind, walking on the clouds was the true meaning of Yun Zongbu. The speed was more than twice as fast as on land, and he suddenly flashed to Hongxuan's side.
"Congratulations, Qin Cang," Hongxuan said with a smile.
"I have to thank you for all this. It seems it's not too late for me to come out," Qin Cang replied with a smile.
Hongxuan looked at Qing Wanling opposite and said to Qin Cang: "It's not too late at all, it's just a moment. You have to be careful. If you really can't stop the portrait of the Sword Emperor, it's more important to save your life."
"Don't worry, I know." Qin Cang looked around and knew the battle situation. Old man Zeyu was here. The middle-aged man walking beside him should be the master of Yunfei Sect. He didn't expect that Tianshi Tower and Yunfei Sect would come together.
Rescue, and Yang Ji, Gu Tao and the others also came across. The stern middle-aged man next to Qing Wanling should be Qing Tianhong. Another Xuanxing strongman in the Qing Family Pavilion discovered through perception that Qing Tianhong
It is actually the strength of the middle stage of Xuanxing, but he knows accurately that it has not been long since Qingtianhong reached Xuanxing. Old man Zeyu and the master of Yunfei Sect are both in the early stage of Xuanxing, while Hongxuan and Qingwanling have both reached Xuanxing.
In the later stage of Xuan Xing, if he hadn't appeared, the strength of the two parties should be equal. As long as he could break the power of the Sword Emperor's portrait, the Qing Family Pavilion would be defeated!
"Sword Emperor?!" When Qin Cang appeared, Qing Tianhong was filled with shock. This face was exactly the same as the portrait of the Sword Emperor, and the sword behind him was exactly the one in the painting.
"Is it true that the Sword Emperor from more than nine hundred years ago has reappeared?" Qing Tianhong quickly rejected this idea. According to legend, the Sword Emperor was as powerful as a god, but the young man in front of him was less than twenty. "This;;;
This is absolutely impossible!" Qing Tianhong was panicked.
Qing Wanling had met Qin Cang in the restaurant two years ago. Based on his appearance, he thought Qin Cang was a descendant of the Sword Emperor. In other words, he thought Qin Cang was a descendant of the Sword Emperor. But now it seems that Qin Cang is mature.
His temperament and appearance were exactly the same as the Sword Emperor in the painting, and she felt uneasy in her heart.
"Is it really the reincarnation of the Sword Emperor? I don't know why, but now I actually believe your seemingly ridiculous statement." Yun Yaochuan smiled at Hongxuan: "As for little brother Qin Cang being able to resist the portrait of the Sword Emperor, now
I have confidence”
Old man Zeyu sighed: "We can't know anything about the god-like Sword Emperor. As Hongxuan said, it's not surprising that something surprising happens to the Sword Emperor."
"Look, it is indeed Qin Cang." Yang Ji pulled Gu Tao and pointed to the sky, looking at the thin figure.
"That's right, it's Qin Cang! I don't think I can surpass him anymore." In the heart of a martial arts fanatic like Gu Tao who never surrenders, if he loses to Qin Cang, he will have to practice hard to surpass him, but Qin Cang doesn't seem to give him any advice.
Opportunity, Gu Tao can only say that he is disappointed with Qin Cang's cultivation speed.
"Portrait of the Sword Emperor!" Qin Cang's eyes were fixed on the scroll of drawing paper in Qing Wanling's hand, which was slowly unfolding. "Is that the real portrait of the Sword Emperor over there?" Qin Cang asked in a low voice.
"You must be careful if something goes wrong and leave immediately." Hongxuan nodded and instructed.
At this time, Qing Wanling took a step forward. The portrait of the Sword Emperor in her hand had been fully unfolded. It was not much different from what Qin Cang saw in the Liechuan mercenary group that day. It was just that the painter was extremely delicate and looked at the sword with heavy black armor in the painting.
Emperor, except for the long silver-white hair hanging down his shoulders, Qin Cang seemed to be looking at himself in the mirror. That day in the unknown space in the Evergreen Mountain, he also saw that it was his previous life, the Underworld Emperor Fergas holding the sky.
The pair of dark purple pupils of the Demonic Drinking Sword seemed to be alive. They looked at Qin Cang, and a flash of light flashed from time to time.
Qin Cang was shocked, but no one else reacted, because only Qin Cang saw all this "My past life?"
At this moment, Qing Wanling's cold voice sounded: "Hongxuan, I want you to watch. Your hope is useless. No one can stop the power of the Sword Emperor." In Qing Wanling's view, even if Qin Cang has the sword,
The Emperor's Sky Demon Drinking Sword has the same appearance as the Sword Emperor, but its strength is at the early stage of martial arts. It has no resistance to the power of the Sword Emperor's portrait. After saying this, Qing Wanling fiercely summoned the power of her thoughts and faced the sword.
The portrait of the emperor shot away
"Qin Cang, be careful!" Hongxuan couldn't help shouting
This moment determines the outcome of the two parties, and determines whether Yizhou Continent will fall into another catastrophe. Everyone's nerves are tense. But at this moment, a surprising scene happened. The power of Qing Wanling's thoughts
No matter what, he could not enter the portrait of the Sword Emperor and was blocked. Qing Wanling was panicked. Could it be that the portrait of the Sword Emperor really had no effect on Qin Cang? Qing Tianhong was also anxious when he saw this scene. If Qin Cang really could
If the power of the portrait of the Sword Emperor is hindered, then the Qing Family Pavilion will definitely lose. Thinking of this, Qing Tianhong also mobilized the power of his thoughts and projected it towards the portrait of the Sword Emperor.
With the combined power of the two thoughts, the portrait of the Sword Emperor was able to easily repel it and an aura appeared around the painting.
The two people hurriedly activated all the power of their thoughts. Just when everyone felt strange, the aura around the portrait of the Sword Emperor fluctuated, and he suddenly broke free from Qing Wanling's hands and flew into the air. With a slight shake, he suddenly suddenly
Rebound the power of two people's thoughts away
Qing Wanling groaned, her spirit was suddenly traumatized, and her head was dizzy. Fortunately, she was strong and recovered her consciousness in a short time. On the contrary, Qing Tianhong was not so lucky. After he was eager to attack, he was attacked by all his thoughts after rebounding.
The force backfired, and there was a sharp pain. He screamed and fell to the ground.
"Wan Ling!" Hongxuan was worried about Qing Wan Ling's safety at this time. But Qin Cang had obviously blocked the power of the portrait of the Sword Emperor. Elder Zeyu and Yun Yaochuan felt excited in their hearts, "Save it, save the Immortal Residence."
And just when everyone was shocked and excited that Qin Cang blocked the Sword Emperor's power, the portrait of the Sword Emperor hanging in the air shot into the sky with a purple-black light, followed by a storm, and even the sky changed color.
From time to time, in the purple-black light connecting the sky and the earth, Qin Cang, who was also holding the Sky Demon Drinking Sword and with white hair and black armor, walked out. No, it should be said that he was the Sword Emperor, but his body felt a little illusory and ethereal.