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Chapter 1395: A Blow by the God Transformation Cultivator

The dense cyan flying swords gathered together, like a huge cyan sword dragon, let out bursts of angry roars, before getting close, a strong gust of wind rushed towards the face, as if to tear Bai Xin into pieces Same.

Seeing this scene, Han Yuexin and the others in the distance gasped in unison, and their faces became serious. If they were replaced, this blow would kill them.

Facing the fierce attack, Bai Xin's expression was normal, a large blue light emerged from his right hand, and he slapped lightly towards the void.

The void distorted for a while, and blue light emerged, and all the water aura within a radius of a hundred miles gathered together, and quickly turned into a giant blue palm with a size of more than a thousand feet. The water aura fluctuates.

The cultivator of Huashen can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, which is also the biggest difference between the cultivator of Huashen and the cultivator of Nascent Soul.

The dense cyan flying swords collided with the giant blue palm, like a fist hitting soft cotton, without the slightest sound coming out.

Bai Xin snorted softly, the blue light of the giant blue palm swelled up more than a circle, and the giant blue palm slapped towards Wang Qingshan. Wherever it passed, all the cyan flying swords shattered, bursting out spurts of thorns. The piercing sound of painful eardrums.

Han Yuexin and other high-ranking monks were fine, but the Foundation Establishment cultivators were dizzy and dizzy, and the Qi Refining cultivators bled from their seven orifices, and passed out. The Foundation Establishment cultivators took them away from this place one after another, which was better.

The giant blue palm rushed unimpeded, and the dense cyan flying swords were routed, breaking apart one after another, and powerful waves of air burst out.

After three breaths, the giant blue palm came to Wang Qingshan's front, less than ten feet away from Wang Qingshan, a strong pressure came from all directions, Wang Qingshan felt an invisible big hand holding his body, It was very difficult for him to move.

There was a sharp look in his eyes, the blue light on his body swelled, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and sank into the nine blue lotus flowers. Wang Qingshan flew away, but was restrained by his master.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ye's eyes flashed with astonishment. What surprised him was not the loss of control of the flying swords of other monks, but Wang Qingshan's supernatural power of swordsmanship.

The Four Seasons Sword Master was famous in the Dongli world back then, and left a legend in the north and south. The Taiyi Immortal Sect used this to lay the foundation for the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland. At that time, there was a sword cultivator named Qinglian Old Man. Sword Master Lian Jianzun is as famous as a sword repairer, Sword Master Four Seasons left a handbook, which records in detail the strong opponents he has encountered, including the old man Qinglian.

Old Qinglian is a casual cultivator who lives in seclusion and has a low reputation. If it weren't for the letter left by Sword Master Four Seasons to mention Old Qinglian, Liu Ye wouldn't even know of Old Qinglian's existence.

It was beyond Liu Ye's expectation that Wang Qingshan actually received the inheritance of the old man Qinglian.

Wang Qingshan's swordsmanship talent is not low, and now he has been passed down by the old man Qinglian, and his achievements in the future will definitely not be low. There are hundreds of sword cultivators in the Taiyi Immortal Sect, but the best ones are no more than five fingers, including Chen Haibin and Xiaoyaojian Zun and Liu Ye, Han Tianxuan is the monk who is most likely to inherit the mantle of Sword Master of the Four Seasons. As for Wang Qingshan, if he is trained properly, he is definitely no worse than Han Tianxuan.

Nine blue lotus flowers bloomed with dazzling blue light, gathered together suddenly, and turned into a giant lotus flower with a size of more than thirty feet. With a flash of blue light, a blue sword energy with a length of more than one thousand feet shot out, slashing towards the blue lotus. Color giant palm.

Rumble!
The smaller half of the blue giant palm was cut in half, but the blue sword energy disappeared, and the blue giant palm shrunk by a quarter, and continued to slap towards Wang Qingshan.

The blow of the cultivator of Huashen is far from comparable to that of the cultivator of Nascent Soul, the power is very different.

Wang Qingshan frowned, pinched the magic formula, a magic formula hit the giant lotus, a blue light flashed, the blue lotus burst into a dazzling blue light, roared loudly, and suddenly turned into a blue tornado hundreds of feet high, bringing With a piercing whistling sound, he greeted him.

Where the cyan tornado passed, the sky and the earth changed color, strong winds blew up, and a large amount of cyan sword energy could be seen faintly.

The cyan tornado collided with the blue giant palm, and a powerful wave of air burst out. After a moment of stalemate, the cyan tornado tore apart, and nine cyan flying swords flew out. The sound of the tsunami hit Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's face became serious, the blow of the cultivator of Huashen surpassed his imagination, and there was a big difference in the realm, which could not be resisted by two spiritual arts.

He has Lingbao in his hand, but if he can't take it out in front of so many people, that would be his own death.

He pondered for a while, turned his palm, a yellow light flashed, and a simple yellow mirror appeared in his hand. It was the Xuanhuang mirror, the natal magic weapon of Huanglong Daoist, possessing petrification supernatural powers.

Wang Qingshan pointed the mirror at the giant blue palm, a burst of yellow light flashed across the mirror, and a large yellow glow shot out, covering half of the giant blue palm, and the place covered by the yellow glow instantly petrified.

Rumble!
The giant blue palm burst open suddenly, and a giant blue palm with a size of several tens of feet burst out, and it instantly arrived in front of Wang Qingshan, and slapped him on Wang Qingshan's body.

"puff!"

Wang Qingshan spat out a big mouthful of blood, and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

During the whole process, Liu Ye turned a blind eye to it. Wang Qingshan has never encountered any major hardships along the way. This time, take it as a lesson for him. Liu Ye will not make a move, but as long as he is here, Bai Xin will not dare to kill him.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, you didn't abide by the agreement and actually attacked the junior."

Liu Ye's face turned cold, and he said with some displeasure.

The cultivator of Huashen can mobilize the aura of heaven and earth in a certain area to attack the enemy. On the other hand, the monk of Nascent Soul can only mobilize part of the aura of heaven and earth with the help of treasures, and the power is very different.

After Wang Qingshan flew upside down for more than a hundred feet, he stopped, his eyes full of fear, and he realized how big the gap between the cultivator of Huashen and the cultivator of Nascent Soul was. If Bai Xin wanted to kill her, even if he There are two spirit treasures, and it is estimated that they still cannot escape.

The strength of the world of cultivating immortals is respected, and there is a big difference in the realm, which cannot be made up by one or two spiritual treasures. Of course, if it is a Tongtian Lingbao, it is probably no problem, but the big sect of cultivating immortals does not necessarily have a Tongtian Lingbao, let alone Wang Qingshan .

Before this, Wang Qingshan was somewhat arrogant. Besides the two spirit treasures, he also had a set of flying swords made from thousand-year-old glazed bamboo. This fight undoubtedly poured cold water on Wang Qingshan. In the face of absolute strength, Spirit treasures and a complete set of flying swords are useless. Sure enough, his own cultivation is the key. If his cultivation is not enough, with two spirit treasures and a complete set of flying swords, he still cannot withstand the blow of the cultivator of Huashen.

This is still Bai Xin keeping his hand. If it is a life-and-death fight, it is estimated that Bai Xin will be able to kill Wang Qingshan in less than three moves.

Bai Ling'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and for some reason, she couldn't help clapping her hands when she saw Wang Qingshan being deflated.

　There is a power outage, two changes will be made today, and more calls will be made tomorrow

　
(End of this chapter)