In the beginning, I drew my sword a hundred thousand times

Chapter 39 The Holy Son of Futian, Wang Yan (Part [-])

Above the void, Xiaguang Abbot, and amidst the myriad of Xiaguang, stands a figure.

Seeing this, Lin Wanyan's eyes lit up, it was her master who came.

At this moment, the aura of Qingxuan Sword Saint shrouded Wang Long.

The intense coercion made his bones crack.

Wang Long couldn't move for a moment, he could only grit his teeth and stare angrily at Qingxuan Sword Saint.

It's really one thing and one thing.

Just now, Wang Long relied on the support of four strong men from the shrine behind him, so it can be said that he acted recklessly.

But now after seeing the saint, he was so oppressed by that aura that he couldn't move.

No matter how talented and amazing he is, in the face of absolute strength, everything is useless.

"Just a casual cultivator, do you want to make an enemy of my Futian Holy Land?"

Wang Long endured the tremendous pressure and shouted angrily.

"An enemy of the Holy Land?"

"I don't intend to, but..."

"If someone is disrespectful to my disciple, I don't mind breaking his bones!"

As he said that, he slightly increased his aura and coercion.

Wang Long snorted.

"If you insist on meddling in this matter, don't blame Futian Holy Land for being unreasonable!"

Qingxuan Sword Saint cast a disapproving look.

"reason?"

"Have you ever spoken the truth in your Holy Land?"

"In your eyes, I'm afraid that what you want is what you call truth?"

"After so many years, I still don't know your urine sex?"

"Working as a minion for the tiger, and bullying the weak by the strong, this is the consistent style of your Holy Land."

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Is this the power of a saint?

He even dared to challenge a holy place.

What happened tonight caught people off guard.

I thought that Taihang Jianzong would run out of food tonight and walk away.

Little did they know, the Qingxuan Sword Saint arrived just in time to solve the urgent need.

But at this moment, above the sky, a shadow of a palm suddenly struck, aiming directly at the Qingxuan Sword Saint.

Qingxuan Sword Saint glanced at it.

With a flick of his sleeves, the sneak attack was easily resolved.

"A mere casual cultivator dares to disrespect my Holy Land?"

"Is it because our holy land has not asked about world affairs for a long time, that we feel that our holy land can provoke at will?"

Under the stars, above the void.

I don't know when there was an extra man.

This man had a straight nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows that slanted into a few strands of black hair at the corners of his temples.

The handsome side profile and facial contours are perfect and impeccable, and the black pupils are like eagle eyes, as if there are boundless stars in the eyes.

Paired with a purple-gold luxurious dress, the temperament is even more elegant without losing majesty.

Zongzhi is a handsome and beautiful young man, looking at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.

You can even describe this person like this.

Seeing this, Wang Long seemed to be a different person at this moment.

There is no longer that arrogant posture just now.

On the contrary, it is like a bullied child who suddenly sees his elders and wants to seek refuge from his elders.

"Big brother!"

"help me!"

After speaking, he was suddenly oppressed by the aura of the Qingxuan Sword Saint, and then he let out a muffled snort.

Wang Long called him big brother?

Doesn't that mean that this man is the Holy Son of Futian Holy Land?
How did he come here?
Everyone was in shock.

Even Qingxuan Sword Saint's eyes moved slightly.

If the holy son of Futian Holy Land is here, the old guy Can Jian must be nearby.

Both Zhang Yueshan and Li Xunyang showed reverence in their eyes. In their hearts, they respected the Holy Son as they respected God.

And that Yu Lianxiang showed a special expression.

This is the holy son of Futian Holy Land, and he is really extraordinary.

That handsome appearance was so perfect that even a woman would be jealous.

Qingxuan Sword Saint narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It turned out to be the Holy Son of Futian."

"Who am I to dare to sneak attack a saint with the cultivation base of the Divine Palace?"

Futian Shengzi looked calm, even though it was a saint opposite, the expression on his face was still meticulous.

"Wow!"

Shengzi Futian opened the fan in his hand, leisurely and personable.

"Yes, I am the contemporary son of Futian Holy Land, Wang Yan!"

"Let him go, just take it as a face for me."

"Let's end today's business!"

Qingxuan Sword Saint didn't take it seriously, and murderous intent was hidden in his eyes.

said coldly.

"Speak disrespectfully to my disciple and humiliate him in public."

"What do you think, if it were you, how would you feel?"

The majesty of the Holy Land cannot be violated.

The majesty of a sage is also inviolable. To insult his disciples is to insult him himself.

As a saint, one should have the majesty.

"You really insist on this?"

"it is good!"

Wang Yan closed the fan in his hand, his eyes became indifferent.

Then, he raised his hand and waved.

"Wang Long, see clearly, today I will teach you how to use this Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror!"

The voice just fell.

The Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror that was originally hanging not far behind Wang Long suddenly vibrated violently and made a buzzing sound.

For a moment, the mirror just reflected the appearance of Qingxuan Sword Saint.

At this time, there is an inexplicable feeling in everyone's heart, which is a feeling that makes people feel like they are in the ancient times.

Then the spiritual light flashed, and a white light shone out, like a star falling that day, destroying the dead, and the white light passing by was dust.

The whole space trembled, as if the space had collapsed.

Qingxuan Sword Saint's eyes were slightly startled, this is...

Super holy artifact! ! !
Watching that Yaobai Xuanmang keep approaching him.

Qingxuan Sword Saint raised his hand and pointed.

Before a sword arrives, Hanmang arrives first.

Boom!

The muffled sound of thunder flows in the void.

It caused lightning and thunder in all directions, and the wind howled.

After one blow, the Qingxuan Sword Saint stood still.

It's just that the clothes were rattled by the strong wind.

On the other hand, it was Wang Yan who kept his original posture and stopped after being pushed back hundreds of feet.

The two only briefly exchanged a move.

Judgment high and low.

You know, the realm of a saint is a few realms higher than the realm of a god.

How could Wang Yan be the opponent of Qingxuan Sword Saint?
But at this time, there was no trace of frustration on Wang Yan's face, instead the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This scene made many people think that the Holy Son of Futian was beaten stupid by the Qingxuan Sword Saint.

After losing the wind, you can still laugh?

But in the next moment, everyone's perception will be subverted.

In the Futian Fengxian mirror, Qingxuan Sword Saint was reflected, and there was a sudden distortion.

"Do you know why this mirror is called Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror?"

Wang Yan's smile became more sinister.

Immediately afterwards, everything reflected in the mirror suddenly shattered!
The mirror shatters the void!

The real Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror can also seal immortals and shatter immortals!
Of course, this is just a fake.

Although it is still far inferior to the power of the real Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror.

But not to be underestimated.

The reflection in the mirror suddenly shattered.

at the same time.

Qingxuan Sword Saint felt an inexplicable sense of crisis welling up in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, with Qingxuan Sword Saint as the center, within a radius of ten feet, it shattered like a mirror! ! !

There is such a mysterious way to use this Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror.

It also surprised everyone present.

And many people were even sweating for Qingxuan Sword Saint.

This Qingxuan Sword Saint, shouldn't he be so cold?
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