At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 199: Qingzhou Hou's Shock
"What kind of palm technique is this?"

The one-armed old sword god was not panicked. Although the Color and Void Sword was destroyed, with his level of swordsmanship, it was not difficult for him to use all things as swords.

With a casual grab, he gathered the wind and snow around him and turned them into a three-foot sword.

The long sword was raised horizontally, and a sword was slashed out. The sword energy followed and gushed out. In one move, the sword energy and the big snow dragon collapsed at the same time.

The one-armed old man landed on the ground with a solemn expression on his face. His whole body exuded an extremely sharp aura. The three-foot-long wind and snow sword in his hand was sharp enough to surpass most of the magical weapons in the world.

"I said."

Under the Qingzhou City, Xiao Han opened his palms, the wind and snow condensed and did not disperse, covering the sky and the ground, and the Qingzhou City behind him shook.

He looked normal as he looked at the one-armed old man, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "The Celestial Realm can't stop me."

"Impressive."

The one-armed old man spoke. This old sword god, who was invincible in the world sixty years ago, felt unprecedented pressure from the man in white robes.

He had only felt this kind of pressure from one person before.

"It seems that we have to show some real skills."

The one-armed old man held a sword in his hand, his coarse linen clothes rustling, and the celestial aura on his body began to continue to rise, surging at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

With every breath, Li Jianshen's cultivation level was improving, and it seemed that there was no limit at all. He went directly from the Celestial Realm to the limit of the Celestial Realm.

The thin, one-armed old man had a hint of nostalgia in his eyes as he felt the strength that had disappeared for many years returning.

The fighting spirit in his heart became more and more turbulent.

Those eyes became brighter and sharper, as if they had returned to their youth.

That time period.

This is the era of the one-armed old man.

He is the most powerful sword in the world.

"This is?"

Nie Si Niang and Shi Xinyuan, the two great masters of the Celestial Realm, felt their scalps tingling as they sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the one-armed old man.

I just felt cold all over, as if there were thousands of unsheathed swords floating around me.

"Are we about to step into the land of immortals?"

Nie Si Niang spoke, her tone was quiet, with a hint of loneliness and envy.

That is a fairyland on land.

Among all the warriors in the world, there are only a few who can break through the barrier of the celestial realm and set foot in the immortal realm on land.

If one can only pick one out of a thousand from the Zhixuan Realm to the Tianxiang Realm, then one can only pick one out of ten thousand from the Tianxiang Realm to the Land Godly Realm.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

Just as Nie Si Niang, the Queen of the Underworld, said, after a few breaths, the one-armed old man returned to the fairyland on earth.

Three flowers blooming on the top represent heaven, earth and man respectively.

The five energies in the chest are complete.

Sixty years ago, the one-armed old man had already achieved the state of immortality on earth, but later his state of mind was damaged, his realm dropped, and the three flowers withered.

Now that he has found his heart of Taoism, his realm has been perfected again, and he is even more powerful than he was back then.

"I have returned to the immortal land on earth. Can I fight you?"

The one-armed old man opened his mouth, causing infinite energy to vibrate. The heaven and earth became bleak. Rays of cold light emerged from the void and gathered together to transform into a mighty river of sword energy.

Their eyes met, lightning flashed in the void, ripples spread, and in the blink of an eye, they were annihilated by the two energies.

A long river of sword energy rushed up into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, with loud thunder rumbling in the heavy snow.

The pressure from the immortal realm on land swept across heaven and earth.

In the long river of sword energy, huge waves were stirred up.

"Haha."

The man in white robe laughed loudly, took a step forward, and rushed into the energy of the immortal land. His shoulders shook like a wild beast, and the thirteenth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art was in operation. The surging blood and qi flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians and the limbs, and the blood and qi turned into a dragon, like a big dragon, supporting the body.

Even though the one-armed old man's pressure fell, it had no effect on Xiao Han, and he couldn't even stop him for a moment.

"What a strong physique."

"I heard from Xie Xuanli that this kid practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art. Why have I never heard of this technique?"

There was a hint of curiosity in the eyes of the one-armed old man, but seeing that the man in white robe was getting closer and closer, he had no time to think any further.

An idea.

Above the sky, a long river of stirring sword energy descended from the sky, just like the Milky Way in myths and legends that connects heaven and earth, with surging waves and the surging sword energy contained within.

The long river of sword energy spanned thousands of feet and went towards the man in white robe. The sword energy was roaring and its edge was endless.

What kind of method is this? It is really no different from that of a god.

"Senior, there is no need to show off these fancy tricks."

Xiao Han opened his mouth and plunged into the long river of sword energy, opening and closing his hands, spreading his five fingers, and exerting slight force with his arms.

He tore the long river of sword energy in the middle, and countless sword energies shattered. His breath was like that of a dragon or a tiger, and his steps were like a mountain.

He rushed forward and threw a punch. The mighty force of the fist was overwhelming and suppressed the thousands of sword energies.

He took several steps forward, his white robe rustling, and turned his palm into a knife, chopping down from above, towards the one-armed old man.

The blade light fell, easily splitting the energy of the land fairyland into two.

There are no barriers between the two of us.

"Still human?"

On the city wall.

After looking at the Xiliang Marquis, the Qingzhou Marquis tore through the long river of sword energy with his hands, and the heaven and earth trembled with every move he made.

They were trembling with fear, and the guards beside them were even more silent. The stronger their martial arts skills were, the more terrified they were.

Because they could feel that, as fellow master warriors, the gap between them and the two men below the city was like the gap between heaven and earth, with an insurmountable chasm.

"evildoer."

Many people secretly.

Only the concubine of Qingzhou Marquis had her heart trembled as she watched. She tightened her body unconsciously, and her pretty face flushed slightly.

Ripples filled the eyes.

The Marquis of Qingzhou turned around and looked at her, and the Marquis's face immediately returned to normal.

"Humph."

He withdrew his gaze and continued to watch the battle below the city.

"open."

Xiao Han shouted loudly, mobilized his true energy, and punched out again. The force of his punch blew up the wind and snow, and a shimmering sword light bloomed between heaven and earth.

Just like a bright moon rising into the sky, casting countless rays of light, the one-armed old man took action, his body not very tall.

But at this moment.

He seems to be the only one in this world.

Above the sky, thousands of thunders were restless and entangled together, making deafening roars and growls.

Dense electric snakes collided, the pale lightning flickered, and tore through the grayness of the morning light.

Heavy snow and thunder.

The body of the one-armed old man was wrapped in a mysterious power, with the boundless power of heaven and earth blessing and infusing into his old physique.

His face was solemn. The wind and snow gathered together, but could not get within three feet of the old man.

The aura of the one-armed old man continued to rise, the terrifying pressure surged, and he slowly raised the three-foot sword in his hand.

Under the city of Qingzhou.

on earth.

The man in white robe stood upright with his feet, and his powerful blood and energy even rushed out of his orifices and lingered around his body.

(End of this chapter)