Fantasy: The system forced me to marry the demon queen

"Putian Dali Finger!"

A finger that was hundreds of feet long and shaped like a giant pillar of Optimus Pillar descended from the sky, and stabbed fiercely towards Xiao Qingcheng.

It is also Putian Dali's finger that the shock brought by the ancestor of Daozong is far better than that of Cui Yu, the deputy suzerain of Daozong.

The gap between the two sides is simply one in the sky and the other in the ground.

Xiao Qingcheng originally wanted to rely on his own strength to resist, but he suddenly changed his mind.

Li Shixing, who was possessed by the Daoist Patriarch, was already at the late stage of the Immortal King Realm, and it was also the first time for Xiao Qingcheng to fight against the late stage of the Immortal King Realm.

For this reason, he wanted to test one of his two great artifacts.

Langya epee!

hum!
Bang!

The Langya epee weighing tens of thousands of catties appeared in front of Xiao Qingcheng.

His long hair is loose and his robe is bulging, like a swordsman born.

The air around him fluctuated with his breathing.

"hiss!"

"It turns out that Master also has a divine weapon!"

Tuoba Kang looked at the epee suddenly summoned by Xiao Qingcheng, and immediately gasped.

All this time, he had never seen his master use a weapon.

Today was the first time he saw his master using a weapon, and coincidentally, both master and younger sister used swords.

Whoa!
Xiao Qingcheng slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, his aura soared, and dense thunder and explosions came from high in the sky.

"The law of the sword is now!"

Daozong Patriarch, who was performing martial arts, looked solemn when he saw the scene below.

"No! This is sword intent!"

Immediately afterwards, he frowned.

When his gaze completely fell on Xiao Qingcheng's body, his expression changed suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Sword... peak sword intent... unite!"

Daozong Patriarch's voice trembled, cold sweat dripped down his back.

He never imagined that this young and harmless guy was actually a master of swordsmanship!
Even in his previous era, there was only one person who could bring the sword intent into unity.

He didn't expect that nearly ten thousand years had passed, and he would still meet someone who had mastered the peak sword intent.

"My friend, why don't we stop fighting, peace is the most important..."

Li Shixing continued to step on his feet, and quickly grabbed the giant pillar that fell from the sky.

He is well aware of the horror of the peak sword intent, and in a fight with such a person, he will definitely lose in the end.

"Let's just play..."

Xiao Qingcheng didn't even look at it, he raised his hand and struck with a sword.

For this sword, he did not use any martial arts.

He only used his own sword intent.

"I rely on!"

Li Shixing subconsciously swears.

In desperation, he loosened Putian's vigorous fingers with both hands.

Rumble!
The huge sword energy streaked across the sky, and Putian Dalizhi was split into two like paper, and then exploded into pieces all over the sky.

Swish!
The unabated sword energy swept over Li Shixing's head, causing his face to change color in fright.

"Changed...perverted..."

Li Shixing ran wildly without hesitation.

From the moment he learned that this person had mastered the peak sword intent, all the fighting intent of the Dao Zong Patriarch was wiped out.

Because he knew very well that even if he was still alive, he was definitely not this person's opponent.

In his time, he was beaten violently by the heir of Jianmen, and that person, like Xiao Qingcheng, also reached the peak of sword intent - Heyi
"Whoosh!"

Layers of white mist rose from Xiao Qingcheng's feet, and the Illusory Sky Traveling Dragon Art broke out.

In a breath, he came in front of Li Shixing.

boom!
He raised his sword and slammed it hard.

Li Shixing's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he turned over with a kite and managed to dodge it.

However, he could hide from the heavy sword, but he couldn't hide from Xiao Qingcheng's fist.

boom!
Click!

A punch hit his face, and three or five teeth were blown away.

"Ouch!"

With stars in his eyes, Li Shixing staggered and fell towards the ground.

Xiao Qingcheng's strength is so great, he can still speak now, it's not easy.

Swish!
Xiao Qingcheng appeared, above his body.

Two fists were raised high, as if to smash down.

If these two punches were real, Li Shixing might be amputated in the middle.

"Damn it! You're desperate! Stop playing! I'm leaving!"

Daozong Patriarch screamed again and again in fright, his consciousness and energy disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"This... where is this?"

Li Shixing rubbed his sleepy eyes, and what caught his eyes were actually two huge fists.

"what!"

When he saw Xiao Qingcheng's face clearly, he got up quickly in fright, but he was still a little uncomfortable with controlling his body just now, coupled with the fright that Xiao Qingcheng brought to him, his calves cramped, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

"Ex, senior, spare your life!"

In desperation, Li Shixing gritted his teeth and hurriedly yelled for mercy.

Xiao Qingcheng's true strength is obvious to all. Although his physical body is occupied by the Daoist Patriarch, he has always watched the fight between the two sides.

Xiao Qingcheng is a genuine late-stage Immortal King Realm, and he has mastered the peak sword intent. For him, such a terrifying character is enough to be called a senior!
Apart from Jue Wushen of the Jietian Sect, the only one who can compete with him in the entire Zhongtian Territory is his junior brother Duguyue.

It's just that his junior has been in seclusion all year round, and in the past 100 years, he has only met him three times.

Otherwise, with his junior brother in charge, his Taoist sect would not be forced to this position by these four people.

"Why, you look very unconvinced?"

Xiao Qingcheng raised his eyebrows.

"Senior joked, senior joked."

Li Shixing's face was full of bitterness.

"Hurry up, let that old man come back, I haven't had enough beating yet."

Xiao Qingcheng put away the Langya epee.

"Senior, to be honest, the third form of the Dao Ru Tian Jue can only be used once a year, and I am already unable to use it."

Li Shixing took a deep breath and explained helplessly.

"The old man is lucky, what's the matter, can you bring Ying Long out for me now?"

Xiao Qingcheng lifted Li Shixing's chin and said word by word.

"I……"

Li Shixing fell into a struggle.

Ying Long was the most important thing for their Taoist sect. If Ying Long was handed over to him, then their only hope of breaking through the boundary net would be shattered.

In the tens of thousands of years of Daozong's history, only his junior brother Duguyue had the greatest chance of breaking through the boundary net. The premise was that Yinglong's cooperation was necessary.

Snapped!
Xiao Qingcheng slapped him across the face.

Li Shixing froze for a moment, covering the fingerprints on his face.

"I only need part of Ying Long's blood essence, and it has nothing to do with breaking through the boundary net."

Xiao Qingcheng saw through Li Shixing's thoughts, and said expressionlessly.

"Senior, senior, are you serious?"

Li Shixing raised his head, his nose bleeding.

"Do you think it's necessary for me to lie to you? If I really want to use Ying Long to break through the boundary net, who can stop me?"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Qingcheng's mouth.

Hearing this, Li Shixing suddenly realized, yes, he is so powerful, if he really wants to meet the dragon, no one in the Taoist sect can stop him, let alone four of them!
"Okay, I hope senior won't break his promise, I will take you there now!"

Li Shixing gritted his teeth, he planned to take a gamble.

"Don't worry, let's go together when my apprentice comes back."

Xiao Qingcheng waved his hands, and looked at Liu Yan'er's battlefield in the distance.

"Forehead……"

Li Shixing froze in place.

He just ignored himself.

Isn't he afraid of running away?
But after thinking of this person's strength, Li Shixing's face was full of bitterness.

In front of him, he was like an ant.