A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

"Handsome old man, what is this broken sword talking about?" Wu Qing asked the old handsome man without looking back. She could understand the bird song of Shuo Yue Yao Hua, but that didn't mean she could understand the buzz of Chun Jun Sword. Call.

"It's probably... gathering its companions to beat you up in a group!" the old handsome guy answered without any hesitation.

"How did you know..." Wu Qing was surprised. She just asked casually, and she didn't expect the handsome old man to be able to answer. But when she turned around to look, the questions she had asked were swallowed back.

The four swords moved together, Chunjun, Yuchang, Ganjiang and Moye, each guarding one side. They were either noble and unparalleled, brave and decisive, or sincere and moving. The surging sword energy rushed towards her.

In this situation, even a fool can understand what Chun Junjian was shouting just now!

"MD! It's not kind to fight in a group!" Wu Qing exploded, and in the blink of an eye, the four divine swords almost touched her clothes. The wind of her palm struck the Chunjun Sword, and with the force of the recoil, she flew into the air, avoiding the danger of being pierced by the four swords.

Without landing directly, Wu Qing tapped his toes and landed on the Chunjun sword, and flew away with the sword.

Chunjun Jian, who had always been aloof, became angry. It buzzed a few times and struggled to slide away from Wu Qing's feet. Of course Wu Qing would not give it a chance. She kicked and hooked her toes, and the Chunjun sword that was kicked up into the air was firmly grasped in her hand.

"Let me see where you are going!" As he said this, Wu Qing brushed Qianjun on the sword and drew the talisman directly on the Chunjun sword.

No matter how unwilling he is, if the formation is broken, the Pure Jun Sword will only disappear.

"Ice Phoenix!" Wu Qing shouted loudly without stopping, and an extremely bright cold light suddenly erupted from his body.

"Bah!" The phoenix chirped in the sky. It was made of snowflakes and burned with ice flames. The phoenix of frost and snow soared in the fire for nine days, and its dazzling phoenix eyes shone with fierce luster.

"Phew!" The phoenix's beak opened wide, snowflakes flowed down, the cold air penetrated the heart, and the three divine swords were immediately covered with a layer of crystal frost. Without allowing them to resist, thin layers of frost climbed up, eventually solidifying into three lifelike ice sculptures.

"Fish intestines, go-getters, Moye!" The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, Wuqing stands against the wind, the hazy wind and snow stir up her body, and her eyes are full of wind and light.

The three spells shot into the ice sculpture like falling stars and sank into the three divine swords. Without any suspense, the three sword formations were broken one by one!

"What a decisive decision!" The handsome old man was full of praise. He was obviously unsure, but he still acted vigorously and solved everything with absolutely overwhelming momentum. With this courage alone, Wuqing was far better than those so-called geniuses!

Wu Qing herself breathed a sigh of relief. She did not expect to be able to defeat five of the Ten Sword Formations so quickly. It was really incredible.

But as soon as his spirit relaxed, Wu Qing felt that his vision went dark, and his body staggered and he was about to fall to the ground.

"Mother!" Xiao Yanlou immediately rushed to Wu Qing's side and subconsciously reached out to hug her, but those beautiful hands passed through Wu Qing's body and missed her.

He was originally a soul body, but for some special reasons, Wu Qing was able to pinch his face like a real entity, but in turn, he couldn't touch Wu Qing.

"I'm fine." Wu Qing stabilized his figure in time and supported his head. Using combat skills also consumes mental energy, let alone large-scale combat skills like Ice Phoenix. Although she successfully handled the five divine swords, her mental strength was greatly exhausted.

Yanlou's stunning phoenix eyes were burning with heart-burning anxiety. If he had been more reliable, if he had prepared earlier and understood more, Wu Qing would not have broken into the seal so recklessly.

Once the seal is opened, it cannot be stopped unless Wu Qing breaks it. But then there are the Twelve Palace Formation and the Fourteenth Star Formation. Even the senior spell masters in the God Realm may not be able to master these two formations, let alone Wuqing who is still in the early stages of red sandalwood?

If only his father were here! Unlike his mother, who has recovered 50% of his strength and almost recovered his memory. The Twelve Palace Array and the Fourteenth Star Array are just a piece of cake for him.

But this seal isolates the outside world, and that person is not in the seal, so it is not easy to get in. The irritable Xiao Yanlou was so anxious that he was so worried!

While Yan Tower was circling, the remaining five divine swords began to show their presence.

The sword of integrity and purity - Qixing Longyuan!

The mighty sword - Tai'a!

The Sword of the Emperor—Chi Xiao!

The sword of benevolence - Zhanlu!

There is also the first of the ten divine swords, the Sword of the Holy Dao—Xuanyuan Xia Yu!

Wu Qingqi took a breath of air, and all five of them came forward together. How could the top ten divine swords be so shameless!

"Buzz!" The divine swords didn't care what Wu Qing arranged for them. The leader Xuanyuan Xia Yu's sword roared like a dragon's roar, and the powerful sound waves penetrated the layers of the sky. Wu Qing's throat felt sweet, and a few wisps of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"So strong!" Although the handsome old man didn't see any blood, he still groaned.

Xuanyuan Xia Yu is worthy of being the leader of the Ten Sword Formation! High and invincible!

Wu Qing narrowed his eyes. This time, I'm afraid it won't be as easy to handle as before. When faced with something that he has no idea about, the best way is... to solve it quickly!

"Little Doll!"

"Little brother!"

"Wu Qing!" When Wu Qing swept forward and grasped the hilt of Xuanyuan Xia Yu's sword with his bare hands, the handsome old man and Gong Tianque exclaimed.

What is Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword?

The first of the ten divine swords! Even if this is just the condensed formation, figuratively speaking, it is a phantom with entity, not the divine sword itself, but the formation passed down from ancient times has not lost its luster! And Wu Qing actually held it in his hand!

This madman!

Wu Qing was directly terrifying in some ways of doing things. He went straight to the point without any hesitation. While everyone was amazed, worry came over them.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qing would act out of common sense. Xuanyuan Xia Yujian was stunned for a moment, and soon began to tremble, trying to break away from Wu Qing's control.

"Take it easy for me!" The strength in Wu Qing's hand increased a bit, and his other hand slowly rose up. The original white fingertips, which were stained with blood and could not be seen, immediately touched the cold sword body.

"Ten Sword Formation, Xuanyuan Xia Yu's Curse!" The cold light of the long sword reflected on his face, Wu Qing's fingertips were like flying, and the evil blood curse snaked down from the tip of the sword.

Everyone gasped, it was very good and powerful! Simply catching someone and putting a curse on them is something that a disadvantaged person can do!

"Buzz!" Xuanyuan Xia Yu's sword was furious, the tip of the sword trembled like a rainbow, the strong force cracked Wu Qing's tiger's mouth, and the sword hilt was suddenly stained with color.

Wu Qian's face was as calm as water, and her slightly white lips showed a trace of strange and beautiful blood. She secretly raised the magic power in her dantian to compete with the Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword, but the movements in her hands never stopped.