Qin Xuan stared at Qin Wushuang, and his body naturally revealed an unparalleled aura, which seemed to be innate. The strong murderous intention in his calm eyes was shocking.
Qin Wushuang's body trembled, and she suddenly raised her head and looked at Qin Xuan. She felt inexplicably panicked, and Qin Xuan's eyes made him a little scared.
There was clearly a strong murderous intent in that look, but before that, I didn't have much grudge against him. Even if there were some conflicts in the Xuanxing Realm, it was just a normal fight, and it should not arouse such a strong murderous intent. This murderous intent
Where does it come from?
No one knows the fear in Qin Wushuang's heart at this moment, let alone the thought that the Tianshan swordsman wants to kill Qin Wushuang. This is really ridiculous.
"I give up." Qin Wushuang suddenly said, her voice a little urgent, as if she was worried about something.
As soon as these words came out, the space suddenly became quiet, and the crowd looked at Qin Wushuang in stunned silence. They even thought they heard wrong, right? They gave up so quickly?
"What nonsense are you talking about?" A scolding sound passed into Qin Wushuang's ears, and the ancestor of Xuanyan looked livid. When Qin Wushuang shouted the words "I surrender," he clearly felt some obscure eyes looking at him, revealing that
With a sense of contempt, he is a genius of Xuanyan Valley, the son of a god, and a joke.
None of the four people took the initiative to admit defeat when they were defeated before. His direct disciples were ranked ahead of those people. However, he admitted defeat in public before he was defeated. Where did he put Xuan Yangu's face? Where did he put his reputation?
Qin Wushuang looked at Ancestor Xuanyan, wanting to say something, but Ancestor Xuanyan could not hear any explanation, and only said coldly: "If you admit defeat, you will no longer be my disciple of Xuanyan Valley, you yourself
Decide."
Hearing these words, Qin Wushuang felt as if his heart had been hit hard. He stared blankly at Patriarch Xuanyan. Is this still the master who taught him in the past? He felt a sense of sadness in his heart. His life was not worth the so-called reputation.
Qin Xuan was also very surprised. He did not expect Qin Wushuang to admit defeat directly. However, Qin Wushuang did not step off the Star Pointing Platform. It seemed that he had encountered some obstacles and some people were unwilling to let him admit defeat.
"It seems that God is not willing to save you." A bright smile bloomed at the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth. This time, Qin Wushuang had nowhere to escape.
Qin Wushuang looked a little self-deprecating, but soon regained her composure. She looked at Qin Xuan again, secretly praying that it was just his illusion.
"I have always heard that Xuanyan Guqin Wushuang is favored by the gods. He is the son of the gods. I am not talented, but I would like to inherit the inheritance you have received." Qin Xuan said lightly.
The fact that Qin Wushuang received the inheritance from the gods in the vacuum world is no longer a secret. Many people know it, but they have never seen him perform it, so they don't know whether it is true or not.
"You asked for this." Qin Wushuang said coldly. In an instant, a gloomy wind was brewing between the sky and the earth. It was noon, but everyone felt a little cold. They raised their heads to look at the sky, and their expressions suddenly froze.
That.
There is a large cloud gathering together in the sky, as if it contains magic power, infinite spiritual energy is involved in it, the cloud continues to grow, almost covering the sky.
The sky was dimming, the light was no longer bright, and a cold and sinister atmosphere enveloped the world. Everyone felt that the coldness was stronger, and their bodies trembled slightly.
Beidou Xingjun glanced at the scene above, frowned, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and asked Ancestor Xuanyan: "Is this the inheritance of that god?"
Beidou Xingjun's voice was cold, with a hint of anger. Today was the Beidou selection, which happened once in a hundred years. He had remained calm and easy-going before, but after seeing the power exerted by Qin Wushuang, he became angry.
Feeling the coldness of Beidou Xingjun's words, Ancestor Xuanyan's expression changed drastically. He quickly bowed his hands and said, "This son has never shown his inheritance in front of me since he returned to Xuanyan Valley. I don't know what he got."
What, I just taught him the magical powers of Xuanyan Valley carefully, and I hope Xingjun will notice clearly."
Xing Wuji and others were stunned when they heard Ancestor Xuanyan's explanation, with a particularly wonderful look on his face. He is Qin Wushuang's master, so he doesn't know the power of his disciples' cultivation. Is this an insult to their IQ?
Beidou Xingjun no longer looked at the ancestor Xuanyan, but stared at Qin Wushuang. It seemed that the original rumor was wrong. This was not the inheritance of the gods at all, but just an evil power.
"Finally used this power." A cunning look flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, he had been waiting for this moment.
In an instant, Qin Xuan's whole body was filled with the artistic conception of endless wind, wrapping his body. Lingxu Taishang stepped to the extreme, crossing the void and rushing towards the dark clouds in the sky.
"How dare you come up and fight." A very frivolous voice came down from the sky. Qin Wushuang's eyes flashed with a sharp edge and said: "Why don't you dare."
The long harp in Qin Wu's hands disappeared, and instead he held a bloody long sword. There were many formation patterns engraved on the long sword. Carving on the magic weapon with a special technique can increase the power of the magic weapon. This is what Xuanyan Valley knows.
good at.
Holding the blood-colored sword, Qin Wushuang's whole demeanor changed dramatically. Her eyes were scarlet, her long hair was dancing wildly, and her expression had an arrogant and domineering look, which gave people a somewhat evil feeling.
"The Blood-Weeping Demon Sword." A ray of light suddenly flashed through Xing Wuji's eyes, and then he looked at Ancestor Xuanyan with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, he is holding the Blood-Weeping Demon Sword in his hand. This is the ultimate Yin Zhi
The evil things were originally handed over to Xuanyan Valley for suppression, so you wouldn’t want to say that your disciples stole them, right?”
Ancestor Xuanyan was speechless and looked at Qin Wushuang with resentment. This bastard actually used this evil sword and was almost going to kill him.
Someone with knowledge told the origin of the bloody sword. It turned out that the sword was called Weeping Blood, and it was once the weapon of an evil power, and it was the most evil thing.
The powerful man practiced the bloodthirsty method and was extremely cruel. He used human blood as a sacrificial sword and cast a sword named Weeping Blood. He came out of nowhere and shocked the world.
The Weeping Blood Sword contains extremely powerful power. When the sword dances, it can easily control the blood. A single thought can cause the opponent's body to explode, and the blood will be absorbed by the Weeping Blood Sword, making it even more powerful.
However, something unexpected happened, and the evil power caused too many killings, causing many strong men of the right way to join forces to kill him, and sealed the Weeping Blood Sword and handed it over to Xuanyan Valley for suppression.
"I ordered Xuanyan Valley to suppress the Weeping Blood Sword. Is this what Xuanyan Valley did?" An indifferent voice came out, and Lord Beidou Star looked at Ancestor Xuanyan with an indifferent look. Ancestor Xuanyan's heart trembled, and instantly
Feel the majesty of a strong man in the imperial realm.
"Xingjun, please forgive me. My subordinate was confused at first, so I gave this sword to him for safekeeping because he inherited the inheritance of the gods, so that I can be loyal to Xingjun in the future. My subordinate's loyalty to Xingjun can be learned from heaven and earth!" Mr. Xuan Yan
The ancestor shed tears, his eyes were full of pleading, and he looked extremely humble.
"That's enough." Beidou Xingjun waved his sleeves, and an extremely tyrannical force roared out from his sleeves, blasting Ancestor Xuanyan away and falling to the ground like a sandbag.
Many people's expressions trembled, and their hearts beat wildly. Is this the strength of Xingjun? The Yuanhuang Peak. The strong man could not block a blow. The difference in strength was too big.
Qin Wushuang did not notice what was happening in the stands. His mind was completely integrated into the Weeping Blood Sword. This sword was an evil sword. He knew this very well, but Qin Xuan pressed again and again, and he had to take it out.
fighting.
"The Weeping Blood Sword is extremely terrifying. Qin Wushuang's strength will be greatly enhanced if he holds this sword. I'm afraid the Tianshan swordsman will not be able to defeat him." Many people looked worried.
Yalan clasped her hands tightly, her delicate body tensed up, her beautiful eyes staring at Qin Xuan's figure [31 Novel Network ], her expression seemed to be extremely nervous, she naturally also heard the reputation of the Weeping Blood Sword, the sword was too
Evil, she was worried that Qin Xuan wouldn't be able to cope with it.
However, Beidou Xingjun had no intention of persuading him to stop. He wanted to see if the person whom his senior brother valued could defeat Qin Wushuang, who was holding the Weeping Blood Sword.
"If something happens to him, don't blame me for turning against him!" A cold voice sounded, and only Mr. Big Dipper could hear it.
Beidou Xingjun smiled slightly and said, "Are you so unsure of the people you value?"
"I have confidence in him, but not in the boy holding the sword. This boy's mind is too vicious, I don't know what he will do." Tiangang Xingjun continued to say coldly.
"Don't worry, as long as you and I are here, he won't be able to make any trouble." Beidou Xingjun said calmly. He was so calm from beginning to end, as if everything was under his control.