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As the top combat power in this world of immortal cultivation, true immortals possess all kinds of incredible powers.

After the long-browed immortal took action, Li Cunxiao immediately felt a strong sense of crisis.

The next second a huge palm pinched towards him.

"Junior! Hand over the sword in your hand!"

The huge coercion emanating from the palm of his hand almost made Li Cunxiao breathless, and even the true energy in his body could not be mobilized.

Subconsciously, he held the Human Emperor's Sword tightly in his hand.

His life can be lost, but this sword cannot be lost.

Seeing that the giant palm holding the sky was about to easily hold Li Cunxiao, a cold snort suddenly came from the mirage in the distance.

In an instant, a black shadow hit the giant palm.

Along with an extremely powerful aura, the giant palm transformed from the immortal energy was blown away on the spot, revealing a frightened face behind him.

It was the Long-Eyebrow True Immortal from the Lingxiao Sword Sect. At this moment, his right hand was trembling continuously, and there was blood oozing out of his palm.

When he raised the palm of his right hand, a grape less than the size of a pigeon egg lay quietly in the center.

Seeing this crystal clear grape, his face changed several times in an instant.

The other 11 true immortals behind him were also shocked when they saw this.

"How is this possible? How could Junior Brother Baimei's innate Qi capture be broken by a grape?"

"Even monks who have completed the Mahayana stage can only let him control it."

"Who is taking action?"

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While feeling shocked, the 12 true immortals from the Lingxiao Sword Sect immediately looked at the mirage.

On the dragon chair in the center of the mirage, a young man wearing a black dragon robe was sitting there leisurely, playing with a similarly crystal clear grape in his hand.

There was still a faint smile on his face.

It seemed to be mocking them.

Seeing this scene, the white-browed immortal immediately showed a look of shame and anger.

Li Cunxiao, who was able to escape, quickly took the Sword of the Human Emperor and rode the Golden Thunder Tiger King back to the mirage.

As soon as he landed, he knelt on one knee in front of Qin Tian.

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty. Now the formation has been broken."

After saying that, he raised the Sword of the Human Emperor high above his head.

The next second, the Human Emperor's sword flew to the scabbard on Qin Tian's waist.

Seeing this scene, the 12 true immortals finally realized that the young man in black dragon robe in front of them was the real master of the Sword of the Emperor.

Feeling the vague pressure emanating from Qin Tian, ​​the faces of the 12 people showed alert looks at the same time.

The white-browed Immortal who was nearest spoke first.

"I don't know who you are. Not only did you trespass into my forbidden area of ​​Lingxiao, but you also killed and injured my disciples."

"If we can't give a reasonable explanation, we can't let this happen today."

After saying that, he exuded the powerful aura of a strong man in the true immortal realm.

Suddenly, the situation in the world suddenly changed.

Tens of thousands of Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples were all overjoyed when they saw this.

Qin Tian, ​​who was sitting on the dragon throne, also showed an interested expression.

"Is this the true immortal-level powerhouse in this world? His strength is indeed similar to that of the saint-level powerhouse, but I don't know how powerful he is in combat."

As soon as he finished speaking, his fingertips drew randomly in the void next to him.

An oval space portal was also generated.

The next second a strong figure walked out of it.

This man has a tough face, with muscles all over his body. His upper body is naked and he seems to be practicing martial arts.

There was also a spear in his hand, and it turned out to be Xiang Wangyu, Qin Tian's adopted brother.

After seeing Qin Tian, ​​Xiang Wangyu immediately knelt on the ground.

"My brother has met the emperor. I wonder why the emperor summoned me?"

"Brother Yu, there is no need to be polite. I have nothing else to do with calling you here this time. I just want you to do me a small favor."

As he spoke, Qin Tian pointed at the white-browed Immortal in the sky in front of him.

After Xiang Wangyu looked in the direction he pointed, excitement immediately appeared on his face.

"I don't think it's anything. Brother Emperor, just wait for me here. I happen to have some itchy hands."

After saying that, Xiang Wangyu, holding the Overlord Spear, stood up and rubbed his fists.

The next second, with his upper body naked, he was like a cannonball, heading straight towards the White-browed Immortal.

The terrifying movement frightened True Immortal Baimei into quickly setting up a barrier with magic in front of her.

At the same time, his fingers moved together, and golden ropes flew out from his back.

In an instant, these ropes tied Xiang Wangyu tightly.

Then he seemed still worried, and immediately spit out a red fairy sword from his mouth, intending to pierce Xiang Wangyu's chest directly.

Seeing that the fairy sword was about to touch his chest, Xiang Wangyu let out a heroic laugh.

With just a slight exertion, all the golden ropes condensed by the magical energy were broken by him.

His big hand, like a cattail leaf fan, also grabbed the red fairy sword straight away.

After a burst of violent sparks, the fast-flying fairy sword was caught by him with one hand and remained motionless.

Seeing this scene, Baimei Zhenxian suddenly panicked and kept trying to recall the sword.

But the red fairy sword seemed to have taken root in Xiang Wangyu's palm, completely unmoved.

Just at this moment, Xiang Wangyu suddenly opened his big mouth, revealing his white teeth.

The palm of his hand holding the sword was also shrinking.

Under the squeeze of the powerful force, the fairy sword, which had already gained preliminary spirituality, began to make bursts of mournful sounds and creaking sounds.

At this moment, the white-browed Immortal's eyes widened and his heart was in his throat.

But he still didn't believe that someone could crush his sword that had been refined for thousands of years with just one hand.

But soon, reality slapped him hard.

In Xiang Wangyu's palm, the crimson sword finally couldn't withstand the powerful force and cracks began to appear.

Then there were only a few clicks, and the sword, which had been refined with countless genius treasures and his own true energy for thousands of years, turned into pieces.

Even the weapon spirit inside was crushed to death by Xiang Wangyu.

"No!"

Baimei Zhenxian only had time to let out a scream before he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The anger in my heart reached its extreme at this moment.

Without seeing any movement from him, his two long eyebrows turned into thousands of flying swords and all attacked Xiang Wangyu.

It is bound to pierce Xiang Wangyu's heart with ten thousand swords.

Faced with such an attack, Xiang Wangyu did not hide or straighten his chest, letting the flying swords that changed from his eyebrows pierce his body.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

Countless crisp sounds sounded in succession. Not only did these flying swords not hurt him at all, they did not even scratch the skin on his body.

On the contrary, it made Xiang Wangyu laugh.

"Have a good time, it's been a long time since anyone has tickled me like this."

"Since you have made me feel so comfortable, I will grant you death!"

After saying that, he let out a shocking shout.

The sound that swallowed up mountains and rivers instantly made Bai Mei's mind turbulent.

When he came to his senses again, a fist as big as a casserole had appeared in front of him.