The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Li Kuan was about to strike, this small mansion might not even be able to block a single sword, and they would have no chance to escape.

The one next to him carrying the gun was Zhao Zilong, who had a fierce reputation and no one dared to sharpen him.

Bai Qi, who was wearing a grimace mask, no one knew who it was, but the evil spirit emanating from his body was not weaker than Li Kuan.

With these two people around, the faster he ran, the faster he would die.

As the sword energy burst out, Li Kuan pointed at Wang Tong and said.

"Wang Tong, Yang Su, Yu Wencheng, the three of you have been intimidated by the sword energy of the immortal, and you are not in your prime now."

"I, Li Kuan, hereby issue a letter of challenge, intending to have a life-and-death duel with the three of you."

Everyone looked at Li Kuan like a madman.

If you fight alone, no one is Li Kuan's opponent, but if you add the three together, it will be different.

The air was silent, even Ziluan, Qingxuan, and Xie Ziran frowned, unable to understand what Li Kuan was thinking.

Wang Tong was also in a daze.

"You want to fight us to the death?"

"Only you?"

Li Kuan nodded.

"Yes, I want to fight one against three, and only use swordsmanship."

Only using swordsmanship means that the star-absorbing method cannot be used, and there will be no help from immortals. . .

Wang Tong's mind became active.

The Confucian disciples were overjoyed and whispered.

"Master Wang and Yu Wencheng are masters in the realm of heaven and man. How can anyone win if they join forces?"

"Don't forget Yang Su, Yang Su has also stepped into the realm of heaven and man."

"If you don't invite immortals, it's impossible to defeat these three!"

In the eyes of most people, Li Kuan is looking for death if he does not use the power of an immortal to fight the three of them to the death!

Wang Tong obviously wanted to understand this, and said angrily.

"What conspiracy do you have!"

Chapter 170 The Seventh Earth Immortal, Slash the Heavens and Destroy the Earth!

In Wang Tong's view, Li Kuan is a lunatic, but not a fool.

Wanting to challenge three celestial masters with one person's power is not impossible for an immortal, and it is no different from courting death.

Wang Tong didn't think that Li Kuan would die, nor did he think that Li Kuan would kindly let them go.

Li Kuan let out a chuckle.

"Little Confucianism, to deal with you, do I still need to use my brains and tricks?"

"Zilong, Baiqi, Sun Yaowang, let them experience the strength of this prince."

Under the order, the three of them walked out together, and Sun Simiao also walked out by a strange coincidence.

The aura of the three celestial beings exploded, shaking the heavens and the earth, the earth trembled, and the mansion shook under this aura, and it was crumbling.

Wang Tong, Yang Su, Yu Wencheng, the pupils of the three shrank, and there were actually three celestial beings accompanying them. When did celestial beings become so worthless!

Including Li Kuan and Taoist Beilan, there are a total of five heavenly beings. With Li Kuan's current strength, it is easy to overthrow the entire Confucianism.

Li Kuan continued.

"The prince's sword intent has not yet merged, but there is only a slight difference. If you have the opportunity, you must seize it."

"Otherwise, when I become an Earth Immortal, heh..."

With a chuckle, Li Kuan opened his arms, and his aura surged like a rainbow, surpassing the sky and surging.

Within a mile of the mansion, birds and animals were frightened away by the erupting sword aura, and the flowers, plants and trees were staggered by the erupting aura. The sharp sword aura emanating from Li Kuan made people around him sting all over.

Earth Immortal!

The realm above heaven and man.

Just one thought and you can become a fairy!

Wang Tong, Yang Su, and Yu Wencheng looked at each other, seeing the suspicion in each other's eyes.

Dixian. . .

"Ding, inheritance rate +0.1%."

"Ding, inheritance rate +0.1%."

. . . .

A series of prompts continued to sound, and the inheritance rate reached 99%.

Only one percent, just one more step forward.