"We are all free, so why should we follow the rules of your three religions? Today, I want to see how you can stop me from being a human swordsman."
The fighting spirit in Pei Qing's heart boiled. He took a step forward, and the sword intent burst out from all over his body. His body was transforming and shining, and the sword intent was transforming into human-shaped runes, densely packed. At this moment, It seems that thousands of sword cultivators in the world are here, and every move carries the aura of the swordsmanship in the world.
He comes like a sword fairy.
Clang! !
Pei Qing slashed down with a sword. This sword was extremely simple and unpretentious, but when used in his hand, it had a sense of uncanny craftsmanship.
This sword seems to be able to tear apart all obstacles.
"Ant, seeking death."
God Haotian was furious, and in an instant, the three dharma images of Buddha, Taoist king, and Confucian sage appeared behind him. At this time, he was able to mobilize the fate of the three religions of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism, and with the help of the power of the three religions, he issued An earth-shattering attack, with a single pointing of the finger, a powerful bombardment came, which was bound to completely destroy Pei Qing.
This finger contains the will of the Buddha, the will of the Taoist Lord, and the will of the Confucian sage. These three trends are superimposed together to form an earth-shaking force.
As soon as he pointed out the color of the sky and the earth, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and rain shook, the avenue wailed, and a layer of gray appeared between the sky and the earth.
"Mortal, destiny is mine!"
God Haotian said coldly: "You want to go against me? Then the only way is to die."
His tone was very arrogant, but when he finished speaking, a sword light had already shot through the sky, and the sharp sword light cut through the sky.
"What a speed."
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
God Haotian's pupils shrank violently, and there was a bit of panic in this flash of lightning. The sword in front of him was so sudden that he didn't react at all. When he noticed it, the sword had already reached in front of him.
"Break it for me!!"
God Haotian roared angrily, and punched the void with his fist. A crackling sound of bones could be clearly heard, and his entire right arm exploded into a mist of blood in an instant.
This attack was a simple one, but it was extremely domineering.
God Haotian screamed and retreated dozens of feet before he could stabilize his body. The sword strike just now had severely injured him. If it weren't for his strong physique and strong body, other people would have been killed by the sword.
But even so, God Haotian felt a heartbreaking pain in his right shoulder, and his bones seemed to be completely broken.
"So what about the Western Emperor? It's just me."
Pei Qing let out an indifferent voice, held the Green Lotus Sword in his hand, and stepped forward again.
His sword is ordinary.
His people are also ordinary.
With every step he took, the cold light emitted from the sword's edge would increase.
The sword has not been drawn yet.
But it has caused Tianmen to tremble.
This scene is shocking. What kind of swordsmanship is this? Just standing there is enough to give people a huge sense of oppression.
"Will you kneel down to see me?"
Pei Qing glanced in all directions with a stern look.
That posture, high above, overlooking all living beings.
He was dressed in black, holding a green lotus in his hand, with sword energy surrounding his body, and millions of swords hanging in the air behind him, making him an invincible existence.
Every word and action shows the majesty and domineering power of the sword cultivator.
Pei Qing is the supreme swordsman.
"presumptuous."
God Haotian roared, his eyes were red, as if he was crazy.
A junior, a junior dared to provoke me like this, and he deserves death.
"Get him!"
He roared angrily, and suddenly, thousands of immortals descended from the sky behind his sixth-level Heavenly Gate and rushed out of the Heavenly Gate to kill Pei Qing.
Every immortal's body shines with dazzling brilliance.
Those radiances were condensed and turned out to be fairy light. Thousands of beams in total were attacking Pei Qing at the same time. This was fairy light, which contained destructive power. Even a trace of it was enough to crush ordinary land gods into powder.
It's a pity that Pei Qing is not a land god, let alone an ordinary land god.
His face was cold, and he waved the Green Lotus Sword in his hand without hesitation. He only saw sword lights flashing one after another, sword lights flying across the sky, sword energy whistling, sword energy flying horizontally, those fairy lights touching the sword light, and instantly defeated.
puff! puff! puff! .....
Blood splashed, and immortals fell into a pool of blood one after another, with incredible looks on their faces. They were real immortals, who could control the spirit of the immortals and possess the body protection of the immortals. In the Tianmen, there is no way for mortals to They were no match for them, but now, they were killed by Pei Qing with a casual sword.
When God Haotian saw this scene, he felt a bad feeling in his heart. He wanted to turn around and escape, but unfortunately, it was too late.
Because, the sword light that filled the sky swept over and enveloped him.
He even saw death.
That kind of death is so close.
However, Pei Qing did not kill him.
He just used the millions of swords in the world to press hard on him, trying to suppress him to the ground, unable to move.
"ah!"
God Haotian let out a shrill scream. Those swords were too sharp. They not only pierced his flesh and blood, but also destroyed the magic weapon and immortal robe on his body.
Pei Qing put his hands behind his back, his eyes flickered slightly, and he murmured: "Old Sword God Li, can you see?"
This sword was learned from Spring and Autumn Sword Armor Li Chungang.
Name:
The One-Sword Immortal kneels down!
"Ahem... Pei Qing, you can't succeed..."
"Your realm has never been perfect. Even if you reach the ninth heaven, you still can't cross that last step."
"Ahem...it's not you who can shake the leader of the three religions..."
Blood flowed from the corner of God Haotian's mouth. He spoke with difficulty, his voice was intermittent, but it showed unwillingness. He was an immortal, aloof, and the emperor of the West. He had always been the only one who despised others. No one dared to provoke him like this. But now, he is being treated like this. humiliation.
This kind of resentment has penetrated deep into the soul.
However, he knew that the sword in front of him was too powerful.
Beyond his expectations.
He is no match for Pei Qing, and there is even a huge gap between them. Even if he has the luck of the three religions, he is still no match.
He couldn't understand that he was just a mortal sword cultivator, but he had combat power comparable to the emperor of the Immortal Palace. This kind of combat power was unheard of in Jian Shou. He even doubted whether the person in front of him was a mortal after all.
Pei Qing didn't answer, turned around and walked towards the sixth level Tiantian Gate.
He took one step forward.
The body of God Haotian began to slowly dissipate, turning into particles of dust, and finally disappeared completely.
The heavenly army is defeated, the immortal official dies, and the emperor is reincarnated! !
The entire Nine Heavens was in chaos.
It turns out that although Pei Qing's strength is powerful, it is still limited to the entire vast palace.
But now, the power of a sword caused heavy damage to Haotian God's dojo.
The immortal official fell.
The heavenly soldiers were damaged.
The reincarnation of emperors.
This is a huge loss for Immortal Palace.
This is a shame and an indelible mark.
This shame must be washed away. Only in this way can the Immortal Palace save its face and regain its strength.
All this comes from a mortal.
