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Chapter 2060 Tempest pause!

Bang!
Fenghuo Emperor's body hit the hall like a shell, and half of the hall collapsed instantly, turning into ruins.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and there was a storm in their hearts.

Although they have heard of the mythical deeds of the sword god, they have not seen it with their own eyes, and they are somewhat skeptical in their hearts.

But at this moment, seeing that Fenghuo Dadi couldn't make three moves in the opponent's hands, he was sent flying. He was no match for the sword god at all, and he immediately realized how terrifying that ultimate strength was.

The God of Swords is number one, and it really lives up to its reputation!
In the crashed ruins, Emperor Fenghuo coughed a few times and stood up while clutching his chest. He was full of dust and was quite embarrassed when he was energetic before.

He stared at Jing Baqian, his eyes were full of anger.

"Don't get out yet?"

Jing Baqian said lightly.

"Father!" Queen Dong subconsciously wanted to go over to help Emperor Fenghuo, but was stopped by the other party's raised hand.

He wiped the corners of his lips, and said coldly: "Sword God, I want to know why you came to help Third Heaven. If you wanted to settle accounts with me, you would have come a long time ago. Why today?"

"There is no reason." Jing Baqian said slowly.

"Hmph, since you don't want to say it, then this emperor will not ask any more questions. I will keep the hatred today in my heart, and I will definitely ask for advice in person in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Emperor Fenghuo moved and appeared in mid-air.

With a wave of his arm, pieces of purple petals fluttered down, turning into ribbons, entangled Queen Dong, the three princes and those inner supporters, and pulled them to the distant warship.

"Damn, Brother Sword God, are you just letting them go like this? Kill them quickly, if you don't kill them at this time, there will be endless troubles, brother."

Qin Yang was in a hurry and shouted quickly.

Jing Baqian shook his head lightly: "Don't worry, I have my own plan."

Plan your wool!

Qin Yang was also speechless, and just about to persuade him, he suddenly saw Jing Baqian's face turned slightly pale, and his heart moved, so he stopped talking.

In mid-air, Emperor Fenghuo put his hands behind his back, looked at Qin Yang, and said coldly: "Qin Xiaowa, in a few days it will be the battle of the Four Emperors, and this battle is related to who will take care of your father Bai Dixuan.

Now that the Emperor Xuan is not here, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor is disturbed by trifles, and the daughter of the Empress is too powerful, when the time comes, your father will be guarded by this Emperor!
If you know the current affairs, come to the second heaven alone to find the Emperor, otherwise..."

Emperor Fenghuo snorted coldly and did not continue, but the threat was clearly revealed.

"You old bastard, wait for me, I will definitely find you, then don't cry and sing conquest for me!" Qin Yang cursed loudly.

With a wave of his sleeve, Fenghuo disappeared in place, and the warship also left quickly.

It was originally a tense battle, but it ended in this way, and the immortals did not expect it.

At this moment, almost all the immortals were looking at Jing Baqian with fiery eyes, not hiding their admiration at all, especially some fairies, if they were not concerned about their appearance, they might rush over to ask for autographs.

After all, sometimes, female fans are very fanatical.

Qin Yang saw that Jing Baqian took a pill without leaving any trace, wiped the imperceptible blood from the corner of his mouth, and sighed secretly:
"It seems that the Sword God didn't want to kill Emperor Fenghuo, but his energy has been exhausted to the extreme, and if he continues to fight, he will be the one who loses.

To scare Fenghuo Dadi away is already doing his best. "

Qin Yang suddenly remembered that Jing Baqian had been taking medicine before, so he couldn't help asking for three days: "Father-in-law, did the sword god suffer a serious injury?"

Gu Santian shook his head, and said softly: "He is not injured, but his lifespan has expired. This battle may hasten his death."

"Life limit?"

Qin Yang frowned, and wanted to ask again, but Jing Baqian came up to him with a knife in hand.

"Uncle Jing, don't you worry?" Qin Yang asked with concern.

Jing Baqian shook his head, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Qin Yang's wrist.In an instant, Qin Yang felt that the 'Ancient Buddha Xuanmo Qi' in his body was being pulled away by the other party.

Qin Yang was startled, and subconsciously wanted to resist, but seeing the old and indifferent expression on the other side, he hesitated for a moment, then stood still.

With the 'Ancient Buddha Xuanmo Qi' being drawn out, the black phantom energy around Jing Baqian was completely dispelled.

"go back!"

Jing Baqian's wrist trembled violently, and a ray of sword soul from the magic sword was forcibly expelled, injected into Qin Yang's body, and returned the sword soul to him.

And Qin Yang also clearly felt that within the Taoist platform, the sword soul was floating quietly.

"He is your master, and also your... perfect master, so don't be self-willed anymore." Jing Baqian said lightly.

hum! !

The sword soul in Qin Yang's body seemed to hear his voice, and trembled slightly.

After a while, Qin Yang only felt a "boom", as if the platform was about to explode, and a strong burning sensation gushed out, spreading all over the limbs and bones.

Just when he couldn't bear it, the burning pain suddenly disappeared, and a strong sense of comfort flowed through his whole body.

And Qin Yang also clearly noticed that the sword soul in his body was completely integrated into his soul, his body, and his spirit.

He even felt that the breath he exhaled was as sharp as a knife.

People are like knives, knives are like people, and people and knives are one!

"The Buddha Qi in your body is a priceless treasure in the world, so don't waste it. Perhaps, when you enter the Ninth Immortal Realm in the future, you will be the only one who can enter."

Jing Baqian spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and tired.

"Oh, okay, I see."

Qin Yang's mind was a little dazed, and he was still immersed in the joy of the fusion of sword and soul, so he nodded subconsciously.

Relieved, he said again, "But if I save my father, then they won't be able to do the blood sacrifice, and the gate of the Ninth Immortal Realm won't be able to open then."

"Let's talk about the future."

Jing Baqian handed the magic knife in his hand to Qin Yang, "Bingyao's potential is limitless, if you have time to dig out that girl's talent, she may give you unexpected help in the future."

"That girl is indeed a genius." Qin Yang smiled and added, "Of course, she's a little bit worse than me."

Facing Qin Yang's ridicule, a smile appeared on Jing Baqian's face.

At this moment, Qin Yang's body shook suddenly, and he saw an illusory tall figure suddenly detached from his body and floated in front of him.

It is Xuandi Faxiang!

Xuandi Faxiang took a deep look at the sword god, then returned to the dragon chair in the main hall, and slowly disappeared.

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, pointing at the dragon chair and cursing: "You bloody emperor, you ran away after taking advantage of me? Don't even know how to say thank you? At least give me two hundred million!"

All the immortals sweated.

This guy really can scold whoever he catches.

(End of this chapter)