Super Great Fortune Teller

"Thousand star chop!"

Brush!

Thousands of flying swords stab Wang Qian at the same time, and the God awn like destroying heaven and earth envelops Wang Qian's body. After being affected by the evil spirit of dragon and tiger mountain, the twelve thunder gate is instantly destroyed by the sword awn of flying sword.

Watch twelve thunder door disappear.

Wang Qian was not in a hurry, after the twelve thunder gate lost its function.

He immediately took the spiritual power back to himself, and the surging spiritual power turned into Yang Qi, which made Wang Qian's whole person as hot as a little sun.

Thousands of flying swords lock one person at the same time.

Seeing this scene, some little heavenly masters in Longhushan have already begun to applaud.

"Elder Zhou Lin's all-out effort is really shocking!"

"That's right. I didn't expect elder Zhou Lin's thousand star chop. It's so terrible!"

"Ha ha, this boy can't protect himself with that heavy flying sword!"

Brush brush!

I saw thousands of flying swords smashing at Wang Qian like meteors.

Zhou Lin had a proud look on his face. He killed many people who dared to offend him. This time Wang Qian was no exception.

Then Wang Qian, with a bland look in everyone's eyes, took a sword flower in his hand and walked towards thousands of flying swords.

The sword rain made up of flying swords was so terrible that Wang Qian was just like nobody.

It seems that walking in a peach blossom forest, sometimes waving his sleeves, sometimes holding a sword, facing the sword, Wang Qian is like playing away the flying insects that appear in front of his eyes.

Jingle, jingle!

A scene that shocked everyone appeared. Wang Qian waved his sleeve and pulled the sword flower. All the light of the flying sword was scattered.

The sound of jingle is just the energy of the sword.

Wang Qian was not affected at all.

Wang Qian's movement is like a pear flower dance sleeve.

He came to the woods a few weeks ago.

Zhou Lin was shocked to see this scene, and those little heavenly masters were also stunned by Wang Qian's pear blossom dance sleeve. The brisk pace like a fairy walking easily destroyed elder Zhou Lin's thousand star chop.

It's not so easy for even the strong of the day after tomorrow to resist Qianxing chop.

With shock in his eyes.

Wang Qian grinned and said, "this is the first move."

Brush!

With that, Wang Qian held the sword in his right hand and sank his arm.

The terrible weight of the Juque sword was like cotton in his hand. He saw the sword shaking and holding several sword flowers.

Pa Pa!

There was an explosion in the air.

Wang Qian stepped forward, and the fierce sword spirit and the stirring air on the Juque sword were turbulent.

Whoo!

The wind of terror appeared in Zhou Lin's ears. It was the wind of Juque sword.

Zhou Lin didn't dare to neglect, so he held up his fiery red flying sword to fight.

Pop!

After a few contacts with the flower of Juque sword, Zhou Lin felt numb in his arm.

"Is this still the existence of Qipin?"

He took a few sword flowers at random, which made Zhou Lin's strong man almost unable to catch them.

"You?"

Zhou Lin was stunned. Originally, he used the dragon and tiger statue at the gate of dragon and tiger mountain to restrain the twelve thunder gates, but he didn't expect that Wang Qian's pure Yang Sword formula was so terrible.

"Death Zhou Lin drank wildly, and the red flying swords in his hand changed again, but these flying swords were different from before. The former flying swords were all energy lights, and each of these flying swords was like substance.

A hundred flying swords were suspended behind Zhou Lin.

"Wang Qian, the people and demons who died under my hundred star chop are almost no less than nine grades. I didn't expect that I would be able to use the hundred star chop on you seven grades after hundreds of years!"

Hundreds of fiery red flying swords, with sharp air howling sound, spin like little dragons.

On the top of the mountain, some children can't help but squint slightly. They are afraid that the next bloody scene will destroy their heart.

However, in the face of the hundred star chop, Wang Qian still walked forward as leisurely as before.

Juque sword in Wang Qian's hands, like a cloud in general elegant, gently waving between, the flying sword away.

"Second move."

Wang Qian looks at Zhou Lin and smiles.

Zhou Lin's face was cold. He didn't expect that Wang Qian really took that sentence seriously. Did he regret it in three moves? What does Wang Qian regard himself as?

"Hundred stars cut!"

Brush!

Hundreds of flying swords with Zhou Lin's anger shot directly at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian smiles.

The Juque sword drew a circle in his hand.Hum

Those countless red swords scattered in the air were all absorbed into the circle by Wang Qian, and the Juque sword in his hand seemed to turn into a magnet.

Several hundred sword shadows were united in Wang Qian's hands again.

It turned into a fiery red flying sword.

"This second move is called the moon in the water."

Wang Qian, with a mysterious smile on his mouth, looked at Zhou Lin and said, "elder Zhou, you still have a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy now. Otherwise, when I do my third move, you will be worse off than dead."

When Zhou Lin heard what Wang Qian said, he was furious.

"Wang Qian! How dare you tease me here with the sharpness of your magic sword? I'm afraid of you? Ramble about your three moves, you are 300 moves, what can you do? Come on

With that, Zhou Lin's whole body became red again.

Then a terrible red flame surrounded Zhou Lin's whole body.

Those little heavenly masters on the mountain road were already a little shocked. Zhou Lin and Wang Qian abandoned their magic confrontation, and Wang Qian had the upper hand in the sword confrontation?

And Wang Qian's third move seems to be very powerful.

"In that case, no wonder I am." Wang Qian shook his head slightly, then stepped on the steps of Chunyang drunken sword Jue and rushed to Zhou Lin like a drunk.

Zhou Lin didn't dare to neglect him. This time, the red and blue flames on his body alternated, and he seemed to turn into a burning man.

The endless fire trapped all the space around the forest.

Wang Qian just like a drunkard, two or three steps to the front of Zhou Lin, Juque sword soft toward Zhou Lin's body stab.

Poof!

Seeing Wang Qian's sword move, those little heavenly masters on the hillside all laughed.

One of the little heavenly masters shook his head and said, "ah, Qingfeng, look at your master. The point of the sword is soft, not to mention stabbing the perimeter. Maybe even elder Zhou's beard has been chopped off."

Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Wang Qian was scared to see my master's action. Hum, how dare you go to the dragon and tiger mountain to be arrogant? My master is still too kind. "

In the course of their conversation, Zhou Lin felt relieved.

Although Wang Qian's sword edge is strange, it has no strength. If it falls on him, the flame on his body can remove most of his sword Qi.

Zhou Lin said with disdain: "Wang Qian, if you don't have the ability, don't come out and humiliate yourself. Get down on your knees and kowtow to admit your mistake!"

Then, he also found the Taoist in the blue robe on the hillside and said, "elder martial brother Shen, this guy even wants the blood demon pill. Ha ha, can you tell me if I should knock all his teeth off today, and then I'll ask him what else he wants?"