Fantasy: Life script, plundering opportunities to become emperor

: Unable to take a single blow, Li Qinghou dies

“Xu Chuan, if you don’t take action yet, are you going to watch your followers die!”

Li Qinghou shouted angrily. It was clear that Feng Qingyang had lost to him, but Xu Chuan had stopped taking action.

He even just gave his weapon to Feng Qingyang.

Such behavior of ignoring him angered him again.

“I told you, you are not worthy of my action!”

Xu Chuan said indifferently.

There was no mood swing at all, as if everything was under his control.

“Okay, very good!”

“Then I will kill you as a follower first, and then I will kill you!”

Li Qinghou laughed angrily.

This Xu Chuan was so arrogant that it completely exceeded his imagination.

He actually wanted to kill himself with a knife and a piece of trash.

The words fell.

Li Qinghou’s eyes suddenly burst into endless cold light.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-white true dragon condensed on the long sword.

hold head high!

The real dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the terrifying aura swept everywhere in an instant.

“I know what this imperial weapon is!”

“This is the silver dragon sword that one of the Holy Lords of Xuantian Holy Land killed an Emperor Senior Real Dragon and used his corpse to refine it countless years ago!”

” I didn’t expect that this imperial weapon would be in Li Qinghou’s hands!”

“It seems that Li Qinghou is so attached to Holy Master Xuantian that he even gave him this imperial weapon!”

At this moment, someone recognized this imperial weapon. The origin of the sword suddenly exclaimed.

As the dragon roar sounded, the silver dragon became more and more agile.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qinghou waved the long sword in his hand.

“Kill!”

After a loud shout, the long sword was slashed, and the silver dragon immediately turned into a sword energy and headed towards Feng Qingyang.

With this blow, he already had the intention to kill.

He wanted to use this blow to completely kill Xu Chuan’s follower who knew nothing about heaven and earth.

And, in front of everyone, kill Xu Chuan, a madman!

“Die!”

Li Qinghou’s face was ferocious, and he was bound to cut Feng Qingyang into pieces with a single sword blow.

As for the magic knife in Feng Qingyang’s hand, he didn’t take it seriously at all.

After being refined by Xu Chuan, the Prison Suppressing Demonic Sword was not under Xu Chuan’s control, and its aura was restrained. It looked like a fire stick.

There is no way to tell that this is a third-level imperial weapon that has given birth to spiritual intelligence.

The onlookers all around frowned.

Li Qinghou’s attack was very strong.

If Feng Qingyang showed the level he had before, there would only be a dead end.

But they turned to look at Xu Chuan, who was still so calm.

It was as if Feng Qingyang’s death was not taken seriously at all.

And Feng Qingyang was also very indifferent, as if he had no regard for his own life and death.

This makes many people angry.

Does such an indifferent person deserve followers?

It is a pity that a genius like Feng Qingyang has already reached the third level of the Heavenly King Realm at such a young age, and is still as strong as the average fifth level of the Heavenly King Realm.

But now, due to Xu Chuan’s arrogance and his foolish loyalty, he was about to die.

what a pity!

One by one, the warriors closed their eyes subconsciously, not wanting to see Feng Qingyang broken into pieces.

However.

What happened next was something that no one expected.

Even Li Qinghou on the opposite side didn’t expect it at all.

Just when the sword energy was about to strike Feng Qingyang, the prison-suppressing magic knife in his hand moved.

Feng Qingyang’s eyes also burst into light at this moment.

He roared angrily, “I obey the Lord’s order and ask the magic sword to kill the enemy!”

Qiang!

The Prison Suppressing Demon Sword suddenly flew out of his hand and flew into the sky.

boom!

In the eyes of the onlookers who were shocked, disbelieving, and frightened.

The Prison Suppressing Demon Sword directly slashed out a ray of red light, and terrifying murderous intent instantly enveloped the entire area.

In an instant, Li Qinghou was defeated with a sword that he had exerted all his strength on.

The sword energy transformed by the white dragon was destroyed into powder.

Ouch!

A mournful cry sounded.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present saw a scene they would never forget.

The originally powerful imperial weapon Silver Dragon Sword in Li Qinghou’s hand broke directly.

The silver dragon soul that was sealed as the soul of the sword was directly entangled and devoured by the murderous and demonic aura of the prison-suppressing demon sword.

After letting out another mournful cry, he completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

“Impossible…”

“This is not true!”

Li Qinghou muttered as he stared blankly at the silver dragon sword with only the hilt left in his hand.

He couldn’t believe that the imperial weapon he was holding would be chopped into pieces by Xu Chuan’s inconspicuous knife.

This is completely impossible!

The people present also had the same emotions as Li Qinghou.

The imperial weapon—it was broken into pieces!

“What on earth is this sword? It can even chop into pieces the emperor’s soldiers!”

“It’s too scary. Is this Xu Chuan’s strength?”

“Before he takes action, Li Qinghou is already helpless with just the weapon he carries with him.” The power!”

Countless warriors focused their attention on the prison-suppressing magic sword in the sky.

And the prison-suppressing magic sword that swallowed up the soul of the silver dragon became more and more strange, as if its intelligence was about to be born again.

Of course Feng Qingyang would not let go of such an opportunity and would immediately pursue the victory.

“Please kill the enemy with the magic sword!”

His voice sounded again, like a curse that reminded Li Qinghou to recover from the shock and disbelief.

At this moment, he no longer had the arrogance he had before.

All that’s left is fear and fear.

Even the imperial soldiers were chopped into pieces by the magic knife hanging above his head.

What could he use to resist?

Buzz!

The prison-suppressing magic sword trembled again.

Immediately afterwards, it turned into a bloody light that was extremely intense and slashed straight towards Li Qinghou.

Feel the terrifying murderous aura and the mind-grabbing power on the magic knife.

Li Qinghou was scared.

My heart couldn’t stop trembling.

Just when the magic knife was about to hit him, he finally couldn’t help it anymore.

“Mr. Luo, help me!”

he shouted loudly.

As his voice fell, a fierce divine power descended, instantly freezing the advancing Prison Suppressing Demon Sword.

Immediately afterwards, an old man in gorgeous clothes appeared in front of Li Qinghou.

He looked at Xu Chuan and said softly: “That’s enough, please show mercy to others!”

In one sentence, he wanted Xu Chuan to give up.

As expected, he was worthy of being Li Qinghou’s protector. Even when he begged for mercy, he was still so aloof.

However, Xu Chuan didn’t even look at him.

The void flickered behind him, and the two secret guards of the ninth level of the Heavenly King Realm who had been hiding behind Xu Chuan appeared and went straight towards the protector named Luo.

“How brave!”

Even if he was strong enough, he had to be careful when facing the attacks of two ninth-level Heavenly King realm.

He was very angry inside.

Taiyi Holy Land dared to attack him.

And while he was being led away, the Prison Suppressing Demon Sword moved again.

The blazing red sword light tore through the void and slashed towards Li Qinghou, who was sitting there blankly.

“How dare you!”

“Stop it quickly!”

When the guardian named Luo saw this scene, he immediately exclaimed and wanted to stop the prison-suppressing magic knife.

However, this sword broke through all restraints and rushed towards Li Qinghou in an indomitable manner.

Poof!

The prison-suppressing magic sword struck Li Qinghou’s body.

Suddenly, his head rose into the sky.

Li Qinghou’s soul escaped and wanted to escape.

But the Prison Suppressing Demon Sword didn’t give him this chance at all.

Another stabbing blow, accompanied by Li Qinghou’s screams, his soul was extinguished and he was completely dead.

“Holy Son!”

Protector Luo’s face turned pale.

In front of him, Li Qinghou still died.