Chapter 17 Genius Emperor Xuanqi

"The ancestor mythical beast is here, Ye Qingcheng, where are your things?" Zhong Shan asked.

The ancestral mythical beast in Zhong Shan's arms jumped out and straightened up his small chest. Countless people outside looked at this scene and saw the small fur ball the size of a fist. Almost all of them were one. Is this the ancestral mythical beast? Is it the ancestor mythical beast ranked 19th in the list of mythical beasts in the world?

I really can't see what's so powerful about this kind of small fur ball. Only countless female practitioners' eyes are shining at this moment, and they can't wait to hold the ancestral mythical beast in their arms for a good time. After all, the appearance of the ancestral mythical beast is too simple and cute.

Staring at the ancestral mythical beast, Ye Qingcheng confirmed the truth. Between the probes, eleven immortal monuments suddenly fell on the Black Sea, perhaps supported by mana. The immortal monuments did not sink into the Black Sea.

"Two, how about guarding the immortal monument and the ancestral god ** with me? In the end, whoever wins is his own," Tian Xiaozi said with a smile.

"No need" Ye Qingcheng shook his head.

The probe took out a floating island, floated in the sky of the Black Sea, put the immortal monument on it, pushed it, and pushed it to a corner in the distance.

Fudao, Ye Qingcheng and Zhongshan are in a triangular trend.

Obviously, that's a fair station. Ye Qingcheng can't trust Tian Xiaozi.

Rejected, Tian Xiaozi touched his nose, and the smile on his face was still the same, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Under the divine insight, Zhong Shan knew that there was no problem with the floating island. With a wave in his hand, the ancestral mythical beast flew to the floating island.

The ancestral mythical beast is very humane, and its speed is also extremely terrible, even the eyebrows of some strong people in the celestial world are locked.

"Okay, let's go," Ye Qingcheng said in a low voice.

Ye Qingcheng said 'start' and officially announced the start of the gambling.

Tian Xiaozi withdrew from the Black Sea in a flash. Above the Black Sea, there were only people from both Zhongshan and Ye Qingcheng. The real gamble has begun.

Everyone held their breath.

"In the first battle of the Third World War, Ye Qingcheng invited first," Zhong Shan laughed.

Ye Qingcheng nodded, and a man with a sword in red came out behind him.

Ye Qingcheng retreated slightly with another person.

Zhong Shan looked at Emperor Xuanqi, and Emperor Xuanqi nodded. Zhongshan's dragon chair went to the rear.

In the center of the Black Sea, there are only two people left, Di Xuanqi, and the man with a sword in red.

"That's Hong Jiandaojun in the ageless world. His swordsmanship is superb. There are few enemies in the underworld. He has been in the underworld for two thousand years. It is rumored that only Ye Qingcheng can beat him in swordsmanship. He is very powerful." A 'senior' man immediately shouted.

"This man in white is going to have a hard battle"

"Fighting hard, how can the white-robed man who ran out of nowhere be Hong Jiandao's opponent?"

"I heard that Hong Jiandao's technique is extremely cruel. I don't know how the man in white will die?"

"The man in white is dead"

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Emperor Xuanqi looked at Hong Jiandaojun on the opposite side and smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth. Di Xuanqi was not afraid at all. The immortals had torn it with their bare hands, and would they be afraid of Hong Jiandaojun in front of him?

The only thing here that makes Emperor Xuanqi careful is Ye Qingcheng, the sword in Ye Qingcheng's hand.

However, when he came, Zhong Shan made a good talk with Emperor Xuanyu that it didn't matter whether he won or lost this time, but time. What Di Xuanqi has to do is to spend time.

Emperor Xuanqi disdained to do such a thing, but he did not feel ashamed to do so, because these people were not worthy of Emperor Xuanqi's consideration of his identity. Just for fun.

"Poor 'Hong Jian', who is your Excellency?" Mr. Hong Jiandao asked.

"You don't deserve to know," Di Xuanqi said with a faint smile.

Mr. Hong Jiandao was angry. Countless strong people on the periphery are also slightly weak. This white-robed man is too crazy. Doesn't he know who Hong Jian Daojun is?

Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly in the distance. He stared at Emperor Xuanqi and kept thinking.

On the shore, Tian Xiaozi looked coldly at the people on the black sea. The cold light flashed in my eyes.

"I don't deserve to know? Humph, I don't need to know the dying people," Hong Jiandao said coldly.

Hong Jiandaojun pulled the sword on his back, a wide sword, very generous.

In a flash, Hong Jiandao's figure disappeared. The next moment appeared in the sky. The wide sword in his hand was cut down with a sword, and infinite sword spirit suddenly appeared around the world. The sword spirit quickly rushed into the place of the wide sword. The scene of the gathering of ten thousand swords was as powerful as a sword cutting a flood.

"Dahong Swordsmanship?" Someone soon recognized the periphery.

The powerful power forces the surrounding space to shake rapidly. Many of the strong people around the Black Sea retreated.

There was a sneer at the corners of Hong Jian Daojun's mouth. Dahong's swordsmanship was opened and closed, with the most explosive power. With one sword, others could not escape at all, so they could only resist with all their strength. During this period, the momentum of Dahong's swordsmanship has also exceeded everything,

It's close, and the huge sword of 3,000 feet has finally been cut to the place of Emperor Xuan. It's too fast. It's so close that it can't be avoided at all.

Just as Jian Kong was about to contact the emperor Xuanzhen, the corners of the emperor Xuanxuan's mouth smiled faintly and scratched the corners of the robe strangely. The scene was very strange. Obviously, it was a short time, but everyone saw that the emperor Xuanxuan grabbed the corners of the white robe in a hurry. He stepped slightly under his

This scene is extremely strange. That moment is like a conflict of time, very slow and fast.

Quick, it's Hong Jiandao's sword. It's too fast to stab it in a blink of an eye. Slow, but it was Di Xuanqi's action. At that time, Di Xuanqi actually moved so slowly and slowly gave way to a sword. How is this possible?

Many strong people rubbed their eyes as if they had misread them.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The big Hong sword cut into the Black Sea with one sword, and did not touch the emperor Xuanqi at all.

In this scene, Ye Qingcheng raised his eyebrows in the distance, and a surprise flashed in his eyes. Although Hong Kendo did not exert all his strength, the white robe man in front of him was too fast, so fast that he left a shadow, making everyone have visual poor vision?

"The sword is very ordinary, the swordsmanship is average, and the people are also average," Emperor Xuanqi shook his head and commented.

"Sonster" Hong Kendo's eyes were angry, and he cut off the emperor Xuanji again with his sword.

Emperor Xuanqi soared up in the air, and Hong Jiandao followed him.

Emperor Xuanqi has never fought back. As soon as Hong Jiandaojun quickly cut down one sword after another, the huge space was shaken, and the shaking high-altitude space was unbearable. The countless strong people below retreated again and again, and the wave space was extremely strong.

Hong Kendo is very strong. It can be seen from the kendo waved every time, but the strength of the white-robed man is also rising in everyone's hearts. At this moment, no one says that Emperor Xuanqi is looking for death.

This battle is one day and one night, one day and one night. Mr. Hong Kendo tried his best, but he still couldn't hurt the emperor.

"Dahong Swordsmanship Type 8, Void Crack" Hong Kendo shouted loudly.

The big Hong sword in his hand shot into the sky and shot directly at the emperor Xuanquan. In an instant, eight huge space cracks suddenly appeared in the air. With this sword, Hong Jiandaojun tore through the space, and the traces of the eight space locked the emperor Xuanquan from eight different directions, and fiercely tore it to the emperor Xuanquan.

"Broken void? Now the man in white robe is miserable," the onlooker said.

In the high altitude, Emperor Xuanqi looked coldly at the eight cracks in the space. The corners of his mouth smiled coldly, took his hand as a knife, and cut eight times in a row. Similarly, eight space cracks were torn out of the emperor Xuanqi's hand knife and greeted the crack waved by Mr. Hong Kendo.

"Bow~~~Bow~~~Bow~~~Bow~~~Bow~~~Bow~~~"

Eight loud noises, the place where space cracks collide with space cracks, the outer space trembles crazily, and the void cracking effect of Hong Jiandaojun is offset by Emperor Xuanqi.

Mr. Hong Jiandao opened his mouth and looked at Emperor Xuanyu in surprise. Cut open the space with bare hands? What kind of pervert is this guy?

The scene was once deadlocked.

Everyone has seen that this white-robed man is hiding, very capable of hiding, a perverted guy, Hong Kendojun is miserable this time, not to mention Ying, it's good to keep invincible.

Ye Qingcheng saw Emperor Xuanqi's movements, and his pupils shrank. Ye Qingcheng could also do the strength that Emperor Xuanqi had just used. He also knew that Hong Jiandaojun was definitely not Emperor Xuanqi's opponent, but Ye Qingcheng did not call Hong Jiandaojun and used him to test the bottom line of Emperor Xuanqi.

Countless people on the periphery have long stopped talking about it, but held their breath and watched. It's wonderful

Hong Jiandao looked at the emperor Xuanqi solemnly, with an uncertain look, but the opposite emperor Xuanqi smiled faintly and said, "Since you have tried your best, it's time for me to fight back."

While talking, Emperor Xuanquan turned over his hand and took out a copper hammer.

Seeing this copper hammer, almost everyone is a Hubei. Is this his weapon?

That was not Emperor Xuanqi's weapon. After the copper hammer was taken out, a sproching fire suddenly appeared in the palm of Emperor Xuanqi's palm and threw the copper hammer into the fire. The copper hammer melted quickly, and under the plasticity of Emperor Xuanqi's divine consciousness, it slowly formed a long sword.

Almost all the people who watched this scene are Yi E.

"What is he doing?"

"Sword Refining"

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People are dumbfounded, practicing swords in battle? The madman didn't see the truth until the sword was finalized.

"Da Hong Jian? Is the white-robed man refining the Dahong Sword? Is the big Hong sword exactly the same as that of Mr. Hong Jiandao? A man screamed.

Indeed, after a while, Emperor Xuanqi had an extra wide sword in his hand, which was exactly the same as that in Hong Jiandaojun's hand.

"Look at the sword," Emperor Xuanqi said with a smile.

After saying that, Emperor Xuanqi split his sword, and there was a crack in the air, which was immediately torn to Hong Jiandaojun.

Looking at the swordsmanship of Emperor Xuanqi, Ye Qingcheng's pupils shrank. Hong Jiandaojun's pupils shrank, and Tian Xiaozi below also shrank his pupils. Many bigwigs, who were originally sitting in the distance and watching, suddenly stood up.

"Dahong Swordsmanship? What the white-robed man waved was Dahong's swordsmanship?

"How could he? Dahong Swordsmanship was created by Hong Jiandao"

"Did he secretly learn Hong Kendo's swordsmanship before?"

"Stealing learning?"

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People are once again shocked by the strength of the emperor.

Among them, the most shocking one is Hong Kendojun. Hong Kendojun's shocking discovery is that the white-robed man in front of him is not only deep in essence, but even more proficient than himself?

How is that possible? This is his own originality. He only watched it for a day, and he only used this move once? Is he more proficient than me?

"Impossible~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Mr. Hong Jiandao can't accept this fact. He, who claims to be a genius, has created a set of Dahong swordsmanship. Since ancient times, the strong men who can create peerless swordsmanship have been amazing talents. Dahong swordsmanship is 3,600 styles, which is extremely complicated. Others have to learn it for half a year I am the kind of kendo genius. Except for Ye Qingcheng, who will compete with Kendo in the world?

But the sword waved by Emperor Xuanyu in front of him completely subverted Hong Jiandao's self-confidence. How could it be possible? He only waved this sword once, and he was deeply squintful? Wave out the realm that you can't reach with a freshly cast sword?

Genius? Is he more talented than himself? Impossible, impossible~~~~~~~~~

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