Chapter 551: The edge of a strong martial artist
"I'll kill you with one strike!"
The fifth prince spoke, looking down at Jiang Xuan with an extremely arrogant attitude. He took a step forward, and the imperial sword in his hand buzzed for a while, like a dragon's roar, with shocking power, as if he were the king of the world.
"when!"
However, the next moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded.
All fluctuations are a return to calm.
"How...how is it possible..."
The fifth prince was shocked and lost his voice. He saw that his imperial sword that dominated the world was blocked by the spear in mid-air.
"How can such scrap metal resist my Imperial Sword? I don't believe it!"
The fifth prince roared crazily and looked crazy.
"Qiang" "Qiang" "Qiang"...
At this time, the Emperor's Sword vibrated violently, and a thousand feet of light bloomed on the blade. A series of sharp sword lights rushed out from the ten thousand feet of light. Each one was as thick as a bucket, and its golden light was strong and fell to the ground.
The scene was extremely terrifying. It was as if at that moment, the entire area of a hundred miles was penetrated directly by that terrifying force, the mountains collapsed, and the earth cracked.
"crack!"
But at this moment, in the endless golden light, Jiang Xuan's cold shout suddenly came out.
The cold drink was deafening, with terrifying penetrating power, like a dragon roaring.
At this time, he stepped out from the thousands of sword lights, his eyes were as bright as stars, the spear in his hand was sharp, tearing apart the thousands of golden sword lights, directly cutting off the artistic conception of the imperial sword.
"What's this kind of edge? How can the broken gun in your hand show such edge?"
The fifth prince's eyes were a little uncertain, and his hand holding the imperial sword was trembling slightly.
"Hmph, the so-called edge refers to the edge of a warrior, not the edge of the spiritual weapon in your hand. You rely too much on the imperial sword in your hand, so you can only be called a swordsman, but you are not worthy of it.
Called a strong martial artist! "
Jiang Xuan spoke coldly. Although the spear in his hand did not seem particularly powerful, in his hand it was like a magic weapon, indestructible.
"The edge of a strong martial artist..."
The fifth prince murmured, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Although he was arrogant, he was extremely obsessed with the way of martial arts. Now that he heard what Jiang Xuan said, he wanted to refute, but he was unable to refute, because what Jiang Xuan said was impeccable, and he was indeed too dependent on the emperor in his hand. The sword is gone.
"No, the fifth prince is known as a martial arts idiot. I didn't expect that Jiang Xuan's attainments in martial arts are so high, comparable to those martial arts masters. This statement can actually make the fifth prince fall into confusion."
Not far away, Qing Mo's face was a bit ugly. He stepped forward and wanted to say something to the fifth prince. He was really afraid that the fifth prince's martial arts heart would be broken because of Jiang Xuan's words.
But at this moment, the fifth prince moved. He looked at the shining golden imperial sword in his hand, and there was a trace of struggle in his expression, which immediately turned into determination.
"From now on, this Emperor Sword has nothing to do with me."
After the fifth prince finished speaking, he threw the imperial sword far away, turned around and left, and said indifferently: "Jiang Xuan, I, Saint Yunze, owe you a favor today, and I will definitely return it in the future."
After saying that, the figure of the fifth prince disappeared at the end of the sky.
"Saint Yunze?"
Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed and he murmured: "This person is actually a martial arts idiot. He knows how to make choices. He may not be able to become a martial arts master in the future."
"Boy, what on earth did you do? You actually made His Highness the Fifth Prince throw away the Imperial Sword with just one word!"
Qingmo steps forward at this time
As he walked closer, his face was full of shock, anger and disbelief.
Abandon the sword with one word.
This... what exactly is this method?
"You do not understand." ??
Jiang Xuan glanced at Qing Mo and said calmly.
The plain tone was like an elder admonishing a junior.
This scene made Qing Mo feel a little depressed and angry. When was it the turn of a junior to teach him a lesson here?
Jiang Xuan glanced at Qing Mo indifferently and then withdrew his gaze. Perhaps only a true martial arts idiot would understand what he just said. Although Qing Mo is powerful in cultivation, his realm is not high, so he naturally does not understand. .
"Be careful, kid. Don't think you will win this way. Be careful of capsizing in the gutter."
Qing Mo stared at Jiang Xuan coldly and threatened.
As a strong man from the older generation, he could not take action now, so he could only speak harsh words at the moment.
He lowered his body to pick up the imperial sword that had been discarded by the fifth prince on the ground. After all, this was an ancient spiritual weapon, and it was a powerful spiritual weapon given to the fifth prince Sheng Yunze by the late emperor.
"call out!"
But at this moment, a flash of golden light took one step ahead of Qing Mo, sweeping over the Emperor Sword on the ground, and then rushed directly into Jiang Xuan's spiritual sea.
The one who takes action is naturally Xiaotian!
After the Emperor Sword was discarded by the fifth prince, Xiaotian has been paying close attention to it secretly. After all, this kind of ancient spiritual weapon is comparable to the peak level of heaven. Even a strong man like Xiaotian from the Haotian Spirit Bird Clan , are all extremely coveted.
"Boy, you!"
Qing Mo watched helplessly as the Imperial Sword in front of him was taken away. He suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Xuan, his expression extremely furious, and he roared: "You are looking for death!"
"Boom!"
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Qing Mo's face was livid, and his whole body was boiling with murderous intent. He strode towards Jiang Xuan, as if he was going to kill him.
"Do you have to break the rules?"
Jiang Xuan looked at Qing Mo and said calmly.
"Hmph! Although I can't kill you, if your kid is missing arms and legs, I think it shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules!"
Qing Mosen sneered. As long as he eliminated Jiang Xuan, he would be able to eliminate a major problem.
"Do you really think you can still kill me now?"
A golden long sword appeared in Jiang Xuan's hand, which was the Emperor Sword that Xiaotian had just captured!
At this time, with the injection of spiritual power in the body, the emperor's sword flashed with powerful golden light, thousands of golden lights, each one containing a terrifying edge, like an indestructible sword.
"With an imperial sword, do you think you can stop me?"
The surging black energy all over Qing Mo's body swarmed out, and that powerful momentum seemed to make the whole world become drowsy.
"What if you add me in?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded.
Uh-huh!
I saw a young man in blue walking forward from behind. His body was rich in golden light, and the sword in his hand seemed to be able to pierce the sky.
"Wan Zihong!"
Qing Mo looked at the man in blue who stepped forward, his expression a little ugly.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Jiang Xuan and Wan Zihong are both the holy sons of the Qingtian Clan, and they are the most outstanding geniuses among the younger generation of the Shengwu Dynasty.
The sharpness released from them at this time also made this strong man at the peak of the half-step Yuan Dan realm feel frightened.
Are all the younger generations so scary now?
