The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"The great sage taught me all the knowledge he had learned throughout his life, and also passed on his internal strength to me. Now I am an invincible existence in the world. I can completely crush you by myself."

Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Li Kuan's face.

Even the great sages dare not say such words to Li Kuan, and they don't know the courage from Lun Qinling. It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. This blind self-confidence makes Li Kuan feel a little distressed.

It's just that after gaining the power of a great sage, I feel that I am invincible in the world. Are people in Tubo so confident?

Since he was so confident, Li Kuan didn't mind defeating Lun Qinling and destroying the courage of the Tubo soldiers by the way.

With a wave of his hand, the surging internal force turned into a colorful flying sword, galloping towards Lunqin Mausoleum.

This flying sword is powerful enough to kill a great sage, and in Li Kuan's view, it can kill Lun Qinling with ease.

Just when the flying sword was about to hit Lun Qinling, the barrier around Lun Qinling expanded, and the cold bone black fire blazed, swallowing the colorful flying sword.

Seeing Feijian being easily blocked, Lun Qinling was ecstatic and couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

"Li Kuan, with your three-legged cat's kung fu, it is impossible to break through the cold-boned black fire's defense. You are finished, and the Tang Dynasty is also finished. The Central Plains will surrender at the feet of our Tubo army."

As soon as Lun Qinling finished speaking, Li Kuan rushed towards Lun Qinling with a thunderous speed.

This time, Li Kuan did not condense the flying sword anymore, but used his body as a sword, rushing towards Lun Qinling with a sky-high sword intent.

The cold bone black fire can devour all things, but Li Kuan has comprehended the magical art of good fortune, which can make all things good. Under the resistance of the two, the cold bone black fire cannot cause damage to Li Kuan.

Li Kuan rushed directly into the barrier, his forward momentum remained undiminished, and he was about to get close to Lun Qinling.

Lun Qinling, who was originally laughing wildly, had a frozen expression, one second he was still snarling, and the next he was slapped in the face. He couldn't accept it, and what was even more unacceptable was that the cold bone and black fire were of no use to Li Kuan.

Sensing the aura of danger, Lun Qinling realized that he was not Li Kuan's opponent, and finally realized the pressure the great sage endured when facing Li Kuan.

That is the pressure of the god of death wielding the sickle, and the evil spirits hooking away the soul.

If he had known that Li Kuan was so strong, Lun Qinling would never have come out to die.

Invincible, Lun Qinling only had one thought in mind, and that was to escape!The farther you can escape, the better.

Lun Qinling's body surged with internal energy, turning into a pitch-black shield in front of him, blocking Li Kuan's impact, but his body was retreating rapidly, yelling.

"Li Kuan! Keep the green hills here, don't worry about running out of firewood, we will meet later!"

Chapter 330 Seven Things Are Over, Return Home

If he didn't run away, Lun Qinling would die.

In this case, Lun Qinling made the most correct choice.

But it was this correct choice that made the Tubo soldiers below look dumbfounded.

In the last second, they were foolishly encouraged by Lun Qinling, and wanted to follow Lun Qinling to fight against the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

But in the next second, after seeing Li Kuan's strength, Lun Qinling turned his head and ran away, making the Tubo soldiers once again abandoned, which made all the Tubo soldiers feel cold inside, like falling into an ice cellar.

The raging fighting spirit that had been rekindled was completely extinguished with Lun Qinling's escape and abandonment, and no sparks sputtered anymore.

There is nothing greater than heartbreak, being abandoned repeatedly, the hearts of the Tubo soldiers were completely chilled.

They already felt that it was impossible for them to escape from Li Kuan's control, and with that immortal-like existence, it was impossible for them to defeat Datang's army.

So, the Tubo army once again chose to kneel down and surrender. A group of people raised their hands above their heads, knelt on the ground in unison and bowed down.

His fighting spirit was gone, and he would die if he fought again, so there was no need to fight stubbornly. Although Datang's physical work was heavy, he still had something to eat.

Li Kuan didn't bother to pay attention to the kneeling Tubo soldiers, and looked at Lun Qinling who was running away with disdain on his face.

The reason why the great sage was able to escape from Li Kuan repeatedly was only because the great sage was in the state of a soul, and Li Kuan did not kill the soul, so the great sage succeeded again and again.

But Lun Qinling obviously doesn't know the great sage's soul out of body kung fu, he just escapes with his body.

Isn't it ridiculous to compare speed with Li Kuan?

Lun Qinling's speed was like a turtle's speed in front of Li Kuan, and it was easy to catch Lun Qinling.

"Want to run? Then ask me if I agree!"

After Li Kuan finished speaking, his body turned into a streamer, and rushed towards Lun Qinling at a thunderous speed.

In the blink of an eye, Li Kuan came to Lun Qinling's side, and then his right arm turned into a sharp sword, he chopped off Lun Qinling's right arm with a wave, and stopped Lun Qinling in front of him.

Lun Qinling's right arm was seen with blood gushing and dripping like a gush, the severe pain made Lun Qinling pale, he was at the end of his strength and could only struggle to the death.

Lun Qinling never expected that Li Kuan's strength would be so strong that he would not be able to fight against him even after he had obtained all the power of the great sage.

In Lun Qinling's view, he was already omnipotent and extremely powerful, but in front of Li Kuan he was still as vulnerable as a three-year-old child, the gap was too great.

Despair spread in Lun Qinling's heart, making him seem to see the King of Hades waving to him, and see Black and White Wuchang threatening his life with chains.

Li Kuan's speed was extremely fast. Lun Qinling knew that there was no hope of escape, but he was unwilling to die in Li Kuan's hands like this. He was unwilling to perish before gaining power and enjoying it.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled, he was powerless to resist.

In desperation, Lun Qinling closed his eyes, gave up struggling, and let his body fall from the sky, and fell heavily to the ground.

Dust was flying on the ground, blood was splattering, and a generation of generals discussed Qin Mausoleum, and died tragically like this.

He is not a great sage, there is no way of resurrection, what he has obtained is only the skill of a great sage, without the technique of resurrection from death, it is impossible to be resurrected.

The soldiers of Tubo saw this scene and saw the former commander being beheaded so easily, they were terrified in their hearts, but they were even more angry in their fear.