Chapter 39 A sword can be described as a ten thousand enemies

"but there was a senior master who was dressed in black and passed by to save someone. This man used a big sword and opened his swordsmanship. The three people who killed him fled in a hurry. What, how do you know about this?" Mr. Canxin said inexplicably. You know, although he recovered his skills in the future and found these three Taoist priests and killed them one by one, this fact is a shame in his heart, and few people know it.

"The old senior took a look, but what he saw that day was not this sword?" Li Qianran shook his clothes and shouted in his mouth. For a moment, the nine-foot divine sword appeared from this piece of light and stood in front of him.

There is a quiet and simple atmosphere on the body of this sword. Mr. Canxin only feels that the sword spirit is thick and restrained, but it is exactly what he saw on that day.

"This..." Mr. Canxin was shocked and suddenly said angrily, "The sword is right. However, ten years ago, you were just a doll. I don't believe you are so capable. Maybe you found this sword and the old story with the old man, so you fooled and humiliated me in front of everyone here."

A group of religious people also felt that this matter was quite strange. Could the teenager Li Qianren be able to fight against three famous Taoist priests and save Mr. Canxin, who had been famous for a long time? They widened their curious eyes and looked at the old and young man who looked at each other on the clean land near the ghost tree.

Huh? So how can the senior believe me?" Li Qianren was not in a hurry, but still asked lightly.

Mr. Canxin closed his eyes and thought. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Then I will try your martial arts, as I saw that night!"

Mr. Canxin was so cunning that he had not spit out a few words in his mouth, but his body moved early. He suddenly opened his left hand, and a white light rose in the palm of his hand. The white light scattered quickly. The light was blazing, bright and dazzling, but the shining person could not open his eyes.

The Li Qianran was the closest, and inadvertently turned his body and narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a momentary flaw.

Mr. Canxin was waiting at this time. The time had come, and the other hand suddenly threw forward. Unexpectedly, five swords cut through the sky and attacked the fierce Qianran.

These five swords are different, turning into five lights. Suddenly, they hit Li Qianrong's face door, chest on both sides, lower abdomen, and **/parts.

This move was unexpected, and the five lights were very urgent. Ordinary people may not draw their swords to resist in time, but they only have a chance to block it, and they have a chance to block the attacking sword spirit?

Qin Yi was beside Li Qianran, eager to protect him, but he saw that Li Qianran's body was faster. He shouted, rolled his sleeves, and picked up the spirit standing on the ground with one hand. The long sword was picked up, and the shadow of the sword hit the sky, and the unparalleled sword spirit was hitting the five lights.

His method, at the moment of his death, was actually unrebellious. The spirit of war in his hand rose, and when it waved away, it was like wind and thunder. The five rays of light from Mr. Canxin were hitting the huge sword spirit cast by the magic of the divine sword. At that time, it was like a mud cow into the sea and was transformed without a trace.

The current situation was unexpected, and his heart was stunned. Li Qianran took the opportunity to fly as long as he was, dancing nine feet in the sky, and his power covered the sun. Under the ghost tree, in the attention of the demon lords of the past dynasties, Li Qianran was like the nine sky with a sword, and his anger was fierce. Facing Mr. Canxin, he was beheaded. .

Mr. Can Xin originally thought that he was close to Li Qianren. Unexpectedly, he would be able to do his best with one sword. Unexpectedly, now the man is suppressed by others. In surprise, he only felt a strong wind roaring head-on. Under the nine-foot god, his body was unable to move.

He couldn't help but look frightened and only said that he would die today. However, at the moment when the divine sword was about to cut his face, Li Qianren's body suddenly stopped, just like the sloping sea suddenly stopped, and the windy sky was silent in an instant. His long sword suddenly stopped and floated in front of Mr. Canxin.

Qin Yi looked over and saw that the tip of the fierce sword was condensed in less than an inch of Mr. Canxin's nose. This one change after another was just like a cloud overturn. In addition to the shock of the religious people of the demon religion, it was silent.

"You..." A trace of sweat appeared on Mr. Canxin's forehead. He was shocked and angry. He was about to attack, but he saw that Li Qianran gently returned the sword in his hand, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and standing it on the ground.

Between his eyebrows, he was not surprised or happy, still in a normal tone, staring at the inexplicable heart and said, "Senior, I have made concessions, Li Mouwugong, I don't know if you believe it now?"

At this time, Li Qianren's spirit is magnificent. Although he smiles gently, he has a look of benevolence. The demon religion people can't help but break their hearts when they see its charm.

The leaders of the crowd onlookers are even more aware that this Li Qianren's skills are outstanding. In terms of the destruction and decaying momentum, the unprecedented spirit, these people can't help but secretly think about what the result will be.

"I have nothing to say..." Seeing that he could not get a benefit this time, Mr. Canxin was depressed. Without saying a word, he turned his head and wanted to retreat to the crowd.

Qin Yi gave him a cold glance and sighed in his heart. He thought that the demon religion had their own thoughts. There were many old people who were so cunning and despicable. It was not easy to talk about the whole situation where the whole religion was torn apart.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart, and there was a wave in his thoughts, but his face was still cold. He looked around at the people present and shouted, "Who else is not convinced?"

"I'm not convinced!" However, Sun Dezong, who was poisoned that day, shook his sleeves and flew over the crowd with his hands behind his back. Like the fallen leaves, his body fell lightly and stood opposite Li Qianran.

When Li Qianren looked at the past, he only saw that this man was about 40 years old, not tall, wearing a long-sleeved robe with black edges on a white background, and a high crown like Dai. The man's eyes were high-nosed, his eyes were bright, and he swayed in front of him. He looked majestic and grand, just like a group of masters.

"Why is Master Sun's disconvinced?" Because of the lesson of the previous car, Qin Yi took 12 points of care this time, stood in front of Li Qianran and questioned.

Sun Dezong smiled, but did not see the aggressive momentum of his previous cruel heart. He first bowed to Li Qianren and said, "Sun admires the previous demon master Li Xiu's ghost species. You are the place of ghost species and should be worshipped by me."

Li Qianrong held the divine sword in his hands and nodded in return the salute, but heard him say, "However, do you have the ability to dominate the whole religion, but Sun still has to have a try."

"Although Elder Sun came to have a try..." Li Qianren answered in a low voice, and he patted Qin Yi on the shoulder and let him give way first.