Shinto Emperor

Chapter 2096

"One knife trick!"

Drink it with a word, and cut it with a knife.

At this moment, the long sword and the samurai sword collided head-on in the void.

The next moment, Qin Chen spat out a mouthful of blood and backed up.

The Qinglong Zhanyue Saber in his hand trembled even more.

And the black-clothed saint emperor also paused slightly at this moment.

"what?"

The moment Qin Chen reached the Holy Lord, he was already taken aback, but he didn't expect that Qin Chen could still resist his blow.

You know, when he slashed out just now, the palaces of the eighth-rank holy artifacts were all directly destroyed.

"Worthy of being the reincarnation of the Three Emperors, I was able to resist it."

The black-clothed emperor snorted coldly at this moment.

"Pooh!"

At this moment, Qin Chen opened his mouth to spit out a stream of blood foam, and said indifferently: "I know you demons want to kill me all the time, so what if you don't prepare?"

"Unfortunately, even so, you still have to die."

The black-clothed emperor reappeared, approached Qin Chen instantly, and slashed out.

"One knife trick!"

At this moment, Qin Chen slashed out, but Qinglong Zhanyue Knife seemed to slash out a series of sword shadows in an instant.

Look carefully, a full 81 knives!

Every knife is enough to completely cut a saint.

81 knives, the sword is fast and fierce, and there is a wild martial arts conception contained in it.

The black-clothed saint emperor, at this moment, ignored it and slashed down with his blade. Qin Chen's 81 knives were cut off in half in an instant.

But at this moment, the remaining dozens of saber qi disperse directly, killing the black-clothed saint emperor.

But at this moment, around the body of the black-clothed saint emperor, fierce domineering energy was released, and those saber energy could not be approached at all.

How big is the gap between the Saint Emperor's realm and the Saint Emperor's realm?

Besides, Qin Chen can't condense the strength of his whole body, otherwise he won't be able to suppress the holy soul sword and holy soul gun, and he will undoubtedly die.

At this moment, the emperor in black also understood this, and was not in a hurry, but just wanted to grind Qin Chen to death.

Although, in his eyes, the current Qin Chen is certain to die.

But after all, this person is the reincarnation of the three former emperors, with infinite means, and unnecessary risks, it is better not to do it.

"It seems that your third reincarnation makes you feel that you have infinite background and don't pay attention to anything."

The black-clothed saint emperor shouted: "I lost my life today, I think, it is enough to completely stun the top ten sanctuaries!"

One word fell, one knife cut off.

Keng...

The blade made a clanging sound, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were covered, and the blade energy was released and swept out.

"Go away!"

At this moment, a low shout passed away, and Yang Qingyun was holding the startling dragon sword, and the sword energy instantly slashed out, blocking Qin Chen.

"The mere Saint Venerable has five ranks, and you want to stop me?"

The black-clothed Saint Emperor clasped his palm, punched in the air, and smashed it down.

boom……

There was a violent roar, and the sword energy collapsed in front of Yang Qingyun, his body backed up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

How terrifying is the realm of the Holy Emperor?
Ye Ziqing, Yun Shuang'er, and Shi Gandang also wanted to stop the Black-clothed Sage Emperor one after another. Together, they were no match for the Black-clothed Sage Emperor, but at this moment, they did not back down.

"It's you who are looking for death."

The black-clothed emperor was completely angry at this moment.

With a low shout and a word, he stepped forward with a single step, and the blade slashed down.

boom……

A violent roar sounded, and several figures were instantly blown away.

This is not a small-ranked saint emperor, but a high-ranked saint emperor, and they are not the pinnacle of saints.

Facing such an opponent, even if several people are very strong in their respective realms, the gap is too large and it is difficult to reverse.

At this moment, Qin Chen held the Qinglong Zhanyue Saber with a stern look on his face.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to watch Yang Qingyun and the others die.

Holding the knife in his hand, brushing it lightly, Qin Chen murmured: "Old man, it's up to you!"

Holding the blade tightly with both hands, Qin Chen's breath changed smoothly all over his body at this moment.

Terrifying fluctuations lingered around his body, and sword aura, as if materialized, surrounded Qin Chen's body at this moment.

"Crazy tactics!"

"Knife technique!"

"Kuangwu three-day cut!"

With one knife rushing out, the blade expanded.

The second knife cut out and swept into a tornado.

The third knife cut out, as if in front of Qin Chen, the blade filled the world, forming a world of its own, erupting at this moment.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed emperor's face changed suddenly.

A saint can actually condense such a tyrannical saber energy.

However, when his face suddenly changed, the blade at this moment changed instantly.

It can only be seen that at this moment, the blade condenses into the world of the four directions, which actually arouses the fluctuation of the spatial crack in the world of the four directions.

At this moment, a series of space cracks were involved in the blade, killing towards the black-clothed saint emperor.

"Suffer to death!"

Qin Chen swung his knife and slashed out, and the blade also slashed out directly at this moment.

The rumbling sound resounded instantly and spread for a hundred miles.

"The time and place are right, I can use everything I can."

Qin Chen retracted his knife and looked forward.

And when the lights of the blades dissipated, a figure walked out from between the blades.

The samurai sword in his hand was dim, and that figure's robe was torn, revealing an extremely pale face.

"Night Demons."

At this moment, that figure looked extremely embarrassed, with bloodstains all over his body, almost showing his bones.

The blood looked terrifying, and the face of the black-clothed emperor was even more stained with blood. At this moment, it was frightening.

"Damn..."

The emperor in black looked cold and angry.

At this moment, Qin Chen stood where he was, panting.

He must leave enough power to suppress the holy soul sword and holy soul gun above the soul.

If it weren't for this, this knife would attract the surrounding space and sweep it, enough to kill this high-ranking holy emperor directly.

Just now, it is enough to cause this high-ranking emperor to be severely injured.

Yang Qingyun, Ye Ziqing, Yun Shuang'er, and Shi Gandang all stood by Qin Chen's side.

The four of them are now, the strongest is only Yang Qingyun, who is at the fifth turn of the Holy Lord, facing the peak of the Holy Lord, Yang Qingyun can defeat, but the Holy Emperor... that is another level.

At this moment, in the distance, Luo Ningning resisted a high-ranking holy emperor, and at first he was able to persist, but now, he has fallen into a disadvantage, and the situation is precarious.

Xue Lingren looked stern at the moment.

"Disciple Qing Xiaotian listened to the order and besieged and killed this person."

"Yes!"

Dao Dao Saint Venerable Warrior rushed out at this moment.

But at this moment, more than a dozen people rushed out, and the injured Saint Emperor snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand burst out with light, and he slashed out.

The bodies of the digital saints exploded directly and turned into two halves.

"Even if this seat is not the pinnacle, how can you allow holy venerables to covet it at any time?"

The emperor in black looked indifferent.

"Things looking for death!"

At this moment, Xueling's face was ugly.

Yang Qingyun, Yun Shuang'er, Ye Ziqing, and Shi Gandang are only four people who can stop this person for a while, but they are Qingxiaotian disciples, but they can stop this person in an instant. Beheaded.

The gap is too big!

How did Xue Ling understand that Yang Qingyun and the others had undergone training that was far inferior to that of Qing Xiaotian's disciple warriors.

(End of this chapter)