Fantastic Fantasy: An invincible big move at the beginning

"No, Qin Wuxian's skills seem to be different from before!" said the demon monk of the Great Demon Temple in a cold voice.

The Holy Lord of Jianhuang Mountain also nodded and said: "Although I don't know what happened to him, he has indeed become stronger!"

The demon monk nodded, looked at the Holy Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain, and said, "Fellow Daoist, I know you still have cards to play, so don't hide your secrets now!"

The Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain sneered and said, "Aren't you the same?"

The demon monk grinned and said, "Okay, then, we won't hold back!"

The Holy Lord of Jianhuang Mountain nodded, and then formed a seal in his hand.

"Jianhuang Nine Swords, open!"

Keng!

The next moment, a sword shadow condensed behind him.

"Jianhuang Nine Swords? Is it the unique skill of the first holy master of Jianhuang Mountain? I just don't know, how many swords have you practiced?" the demon monk asked in surprise.

The Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain snorted: "Stop talking nonsense, it's up to you!"

The demon monk nodded and said, "Okay, let me show you, my strongest Dharma image!"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together, and his appearance changed again in an instant.

boom!

It was a pure phantom, and compared to before, it was indeed a bit stronger.

"Qin Wuxian, this method was not originally prepared for you! But today, you can push me to such an extent, you are considered unlucky!" The demon monk said, and slapped Qin Wuxian with his palm.

The palm of this Faxiang is like a mountain, and the palm wind alone has reached the point of terror.

Qin Wuxian's face was serious, and he punched it with his backhand.

boom!

One big and one small, with one palm and one punch, collided with each other in mid-air, instantly shattering the space beside the two of them.

"So strong!" The two said almost at the same time.

And at this time...

Keng!

A terrifying sword intent slashed towards Qin Wuxian.

Qin Wuxian tilted his head, and saw six huge sword shadows condensed behind the Holy Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain, echoing the sword in his hand.

boom!

Qin Wuxian didn't dare to neglect, and directly patted it with the other hand.

However, his palm strength was directly pierced by the opponent's sword intent.

In the next moment, Jian Feng had already arrived in front of Qin Wuxian.

Qin Wuxian's face changed slightly, and he directly crushed the space in front of him, directing the turbulent flow of the space to smash towards the opponent.

The Holy Lord of Jianhuang Mountain's complexion changed slightly, so he could only retreat temporarily.

And at this time...

call!

The demon monk took advantage of Qin Wuxian's attack and came behind him.

The huge palm was raised high, and then patted Qin Wuxian's back.

"Immeasurable Supreme!" Qin Wuxian didn't turn his head, and directly urged the power of his whole body.

hum!

In the next moment, a complicated rune condensed on his back, blocking between him and the demon monk.

boom!

The next moment, the demon monk's palm fell, and Qin Wuxian staggered a step forward, but he finally blocked the opponent's fatal blow.

"It turned out..." The demon monk was shocked.

He didn't expect that Qin Wuxian would have such a hand!

And at this moment, Qin Wuxian's heart tightened.

"It's really too difficult to fight against two immortals at the same time..."

He glanced at the two of them and said to himself.

However, at this moment, he suddenly became alert.

In the next moment, he stepped on the ground with both feet and jumped up.

The whole person flew directly to the nine heavens.

Boom!

The land under his feet suddenly collapsed.

And at that position, a skinny figure slowly emerged.

Seeing this figure, the strong man of Corpse Soul Cult who had been watching the battle in the distance brightened his eyes and said, "Old Ancestor, you are finally here!"

The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult?

Hearing the man speak like this, everyone frowned.

But at this time, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect tilted his head, made a harsh voice, and regretted: "It's a pity, I almost planted corpse poison on you... If you can refine the palace master of the Infinite Palace How wonderful it would be to turn into a corpse puppet!"

Hearing his words, several people felt chills down their spines.

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain looked at the ancestor of Corpse Soul Sect, and said with frowned eyebrows: "The grave digger, you are also from the Tianming Realm, right? How about killing this Qin Wuxian together?"

The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult nodded, pointed at Qin Wuxian and said, "Yes, but this guy's body must be given to me!"

"Deal!" The demon monk nodded.

As long as he doesn't grab the spirit veins of the earth, he doesn't care.

On the other side, Qin Wuxian's face turned pale.

With one against two, he was already stretched.

Now there is a third one, how to fight this?

But right now...

"Break the sky with one sword!"

Above the nine heavens, a sword intent fell like lightning, striking towards the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult.

"Huh?" The ancestor was startled instantly, and it was too late to escape.

However, at this moment...

hum!

Above his head, a coffin suddenly appeared.

boom!

In the next moment, the sword intent landed on the coffin, directly splitting the coffin in two, and even cutting off the corpse puppets inside.

However, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult took advantage of that slight gap to avoid the sword dangerously.

The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect, who survived the catastrophe, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, and said coldly: "Duan Qianqiu?"

Duan Qianqiu!

Hearing this name, the Holy Lord of Jianhuang Mountain trembled all over, and immediately looked up.

The next moment...

Keng!

With a sound of the sword, Duan Qianqiu appeared as expected.

"It's really shameless to beat one out of three... But it's true, but if you want to save face, why would you go to the sky and the underworld?" Duan Qianqiu sneered.

"You bastard, why did you come here?" When Qin Wuxian saw him, a stone fell from his heart, but he still complained.

Duan Qianqiu glanced at him and said, "Some things are delayed."

As he spoke, he fell slowly, but ignored the enemy, but turned his head to look at Bianbei City.

At this moment, at the head of Bianbei City, the city defense forces are all on alert.

He paused, and shouted in the direction of Bianbei City: "Tell your young master that the world of the sky and the underworld is about to descend on the city of Bianbei, and let him just recharge his energy and concentrate on dealing with the world of the sky and the underworld. As for these traitors and lackeys, just leave them to us." !"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for an answer, he came directly to Qin Wuxian's side, looking at the enemy with cold eyes.

"Duan Qianqiu..." After Duan Qianqiu appeared, the Holy Master of Sword Emperor Mountain fixed his eyes on him.

This person can be said to be their sworn enemy of Sword Emperor Mountain!

Before he appeared, Jianhuang Mountain was the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the Tianyuan Realm.

The Holy Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain is the number one sword cultivator in Tianyuan Realm!

However, since the emergence of this period of time, he has taken away the title of the number one swordsman in the Tianyuan world.

This is a great shame for Sword Emperor Mountain!

"Duan Qianqiu, today I will die under the sword technique of my Sword Emperor Mountain!"

Keng!

The Holy Lord of Jianhuang Mountain roared, and the seventh sword shadow condensed from behind.

"Huh?" The demon monk glanced at him, cursing in his heart.

This guy actually stayed back just now!

At this time, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect snorted coldly, and said: "Wait a minute! This guy destroyed a corpse puppet of mine, and if he wants to take his life, I should be the one to do it!"