Destiny Martial God

Zongrenfu, in the square!

"Qin Baijun, why is the Holy Sword Soul in your hands?"

"Want to know!" Qin Baijun asked calmly, looking up at Prince Yifeng, who was emitting a strong murderous aura.

"Speak!" Prince Yifeng roared in a low voice with a sullen face, suppressing the murderous aura that kept surging in his body.

"Why not let the owner of the Holy Sword Soul come and tell you in person!"

Qin Baijun directly cut the palm of his right hand, letting the blood from his right palm drip onto the sword-shaped accessory.

When the first drop of blood fell on the sword-shaped accessory and quickly merged into it, the purple mist above the Zongrenfu suddenly shook.

As more and more blood merged into the sword-shaped accessory, the purple mist, which was shaking more and more violently, suddenly separated a purple light from it.

Immediately afterwards, the purple light quickly broke away from the purple mist and returned to Xianyang City.

The purple mist, which lacked a purple light, instantly became lighter in color.

Moreover, everyone also clearly felt that the power to block the Zongrenfu had weakened a little.

When the number of purple lights that had left reached six, the purple clouds above the clan residence exploded instantly, and the remaining six purple lights returned to their respective positions.

At the same time, the power that blocked the entire clan residence disappeared.

At this time, everyone's attention was immediately cast on the sword floating in the void above.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing Emperor Qin with his hands behind his back and no intention of retracting the sword, Meng Zhengkai reminded in a low voice.

"The Holy Sword is no longer under my control!" Emperor Qin replied indifferently.

Losing the sword that could compete with two supreme and top-grade swords at the same time, Emperor Qin did not show any anger or reluctance, which made everyone at the scene feel very confused.

Only Prince Yifeng, who truly understood the relationship between Emperor Qin, swords and sword-shaped accessories, saw that there was less dissatisfaction and unwillingness in Emperor Qin's eyes, and more regretful apologies.

Retracting the bleeding right palm, looking at the sword-shaped accessories in his left hand, Qin Baijun threw it into the air with force.

The sword floating in the air above the clan residence, after sensing the sword-shaped accessories being thrown, rushed down as fast as lightning, and soon collided with the sword-shaped accessories.

Without any collision sound, the sword-shaped accessories that collided quickly merged into the sword.

Then, a terrifying momentum that was not inferior to the broken hand of Emperor Qingju Wu rushed straight to cover the entire clan residence.

After finally getting rid of the oppression of the momentum of Emperor Qingju Wu's broken hand, Meng Zhengkai and others who stood up again had to succumb to the terrifying momentum emitted by the sword and kneel down again.

But there were four people who did not kneel at the scene.

The first one was Emperor Qin, who had his hands behind his back.

When the terrifying momentum emitted by the sword reached the top of Emperor Qin's head, a strong imperial majesty made the terrifying momentum automatically avoid Emperor Qin.

The second one was Qin Baijun, who fell to the ground.

When the terrifying momentum emitted by the sword reached the top of Qin Baijun's head, the sword-shaped accessories integrated into the sword immediately emitted a gentle power.

This gentle force not only made the terrifying aura avoid Qin Baijun, but also instantly restored his lost soul power and energy from the severe injuries he suffered.

Looking at Qin Baijun who had stood up again, Prince Yifeng, who was kneeling on the ground, showed strong hatred and murderous intent in his eyes.

In response, Qin Baijun looked up at the sword without seeing it.

The third one was Xu Hongwen, who had a smile on his face.

When the terrifying aura emitted by the sword reached Xu Hongwen's head, a faint gray energy rose from his body, resisting the oppression of the terrifying aura, allowing him to look at the sword with a smile on his face.

However, what really shocked everyone at the scene was Yu Haoran, who also put his hands behind his back and stared at the sword with an indifferent look.

The reason why Emperor Qin could stand all the time was because of his years of companionship, which made the sword regard him as his own.

Qin Baijun could stand all the time because his blood was integrated into the holy sword soul that truly stimulated the power of the sword, and it was also regarded as its own.

Xu Hongwen was able to stand all the time because of his own strong strength, which could withstand the pressure of the momentum.

However, when facing Yu Haoran, the terrifying momentum avoided him directly like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Yu Haoran, you have two choices now!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the tower spirit, which used the essence of the tortoise shell to forcibly open one ten-thousandth of the power of the main body domain tower, said to him with a serious expression after completely scaring off the sword momentum.

"Speak!" Yu Haoran gestured.

"The first choice is to temporarily give up the plan to kill Qin Baijun, and immediately leave the clan house and Xianyang City."

"Impossible!" Without any consideration, Yu Haoran flatly refused.

With the help of the possession technique performed by the tower spirit and the power of the law of the traces of time, he successively destroyed the two ancestors of the Wang family, making his personal momentum reach the peak, and also directly dispelling the idea of ​​some people who wanted to help Qin Baijun.

Using the Five Life Xuanmen Pill to tempt Meng Zhengkai, the ancestor of the Meng family, he completely suppressed all the martial saints in the clan house, allowing him to deal with Qin Baijun alone.

Using the broken body and hands of Qingju Wudi and the best life magic weapon of the Zun realm, he finally defeated Qin Baijun's strongest trump card.

Moreover, the tower spirit used a trace of the power of the body domain tower to directly scare away the sword weapon with the momentum reaching the emperor realm.

Now is the best time to kill Qin Baijun, eliminate the inner demon, and fulfill the agreement with Qin Lingfei. How can he be willing to give up!

In this regard, the tower spirit was not surprised at all, and then said the second option.

"The second option is that I risk falling asleep and use your body to forcibly use the main body tower to directly destroy the holy sword spirit in the sword."

"Why?" Facing the second option given by the tower spirit, Yu Haoran asked very puzzled.

"Because...!"

Before the tower spirit's explanation came out, it was interrupted by a purple-clothed woman who appeared next to the sword.

How to say it!

The purple-clothed woman who appeared next to the sword, if judging from her appearance and figure alone, was completely a peerless girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

But the aura exuded from her body, as well as the calmness and rationality revealed in her eyes, gave people a feeling of vicissitudes.

However, what really shocked Yu Haoran was.

He was able to suppress the terrifying momentum of more than ten quasi-martial masters on the scene, but he behaved very docilely in front of the purple-clothed woman.

"Your servant Meng Zhengkai pays respects to the Queen Mother and wishes her good health."

"Your servant Li Zehao pays respects to...!"

"...!"

Just as Yu Haoran was looking at the purple-clothed woman who appeared next to the sword, Meng Zhengkai and others who also noticed the purple-clothed woman suddenly changed their expressions and hurriedly saluted loudly.

"Your servants pay respects to the Queen Mother!" Qin Emperor knelt on one knee and saluted in the same way.

Only Qin Baijun, who had regained his peak strength, called out a name softly with tenderness in his eyes.

"Zi Xuan!"