He noticed that in addition to the shocking storm of flying swords surrounding Qincheng, Qincheng was also surrounded by starlight arrays, as if the Milky Way was surrounding it.

This breath was extremely pure, a hundred times more refined than spiritual energy, and it was faintly powerful. He had never seen such power before.

This is definitely not the spiritual power that a seventh-level out-of-body realm can use.

Qin Cheng's trump cards, one after another, drove the two of them crazy.

"You two are very lucky. My spiritual consciousness is indeed insufficient, so I used a little star energy."

Qin Cheng looked calm.

The power of immortal energy is a hundred times more powerful than spiritual energy, so it also requires more divine control.

When you exert your immortal energy, you must fight quickly.

Before they had time to think about what the energy of the stars was, Zhuo Ju and the two saw that Qin Cheng raised his hand and hundreds of flying swords flew towards the two of them.

The two barely managed to hold up a series of protective shields to block it, but their efforts were all in vain.

Under the attack of hundreds of flying swords, these shields were all shattered instantly like white paper.

Yue Yixun screamed again, his other arm was also cut off, and his body was hit by seven or eight swords, like a kite with broken strings falling from the sky.

Zhuo Ju was also struck by swords in the chest and limbs. He was taken away by these flying swords and nailed to a rock.

Qin Cheng's clothes fluttered and slowly flew up.

Ninety-nine Nanke swords surrounded him. He waved his hand, and the two swords of fire dragon and black ice returned to him.

At this time, Qin City was surrounded by hundreds of rays of light, and a faint aura of starlight shrouded the surroundings.

He was suspended in mid-air, looking down at Yue Yixun and Zhuo Ju, as if an immortal had descended into the world, with everyone surrendering and surrounded by stars.

Far away in the valley, Qin Zhuang was worried and walked here clutching his long bow, wanting to see if Qin City was in crisis.

But when he saw it in mid-air, his eyes were filled with shock, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and his legs gave out and he fell to the ground.

He had guessed how noble Qin Cheng was, but he never expected to witness such a shocking scene.

Qin Cheng turned out to be also a cultivator of immortality, and he was like a god, with a majesty that could not be challenged.

Qin Zhuang's mind roared, and various memories flashed through his mind, making his face turn red.

"I actually planned to have a duel with Qin Cheng in the martial arts arena. I'm an idiot. With Qin Cheng's strength, he could crush me to death with just one finger. Unfortunately, I thought he was playing tricks before."

Qin Zhuang smiled bitterly and slapped himself hard.

"Immortals, descendants of immortals, that's how it is, I died in the hands of immortals."

Only Zhang Ting stared blankly in the air, laughed crazily, ran to the valley, his body suddenly burst into glory, and he actually chose to self-destruct.

"Who are you!"

When Yue Yixun and Zhuo Ju saw this scene, they almost went crazy.

From the beginning they thought he was a lowly warrior, to later they thought he was a casual cultivator who had inherited a legacy, and just now, the two of them thought Qin Cheng was an injured core disciple of a certain sect.

But seeing the hundreds of sword lights and the sky full of stars, they no longer knew who Qin Cheng was.

He is from the core area of ​​the mainland, a direct descendant of the five dynasties, or an elite disciple of the four great sects of the east, west, south, and west. He is of the same level of cultivation and has an injured body, but he almost crushed the two of them.

Looking at the sword blade suspended outside Qin Cheng's body, they were absolutely sure that even if there were two or three more people at this time, they would definitely not be Qin Cheng's enemy in a battle.

"You made me swallow the magic pill and break my arms. Even if I die, I have to drag you with me."

Yue Yixun screamed in despair. He got up from the ground and threw himself into the air, wanting to explode like Zhang Ting.

"Yue Yixun, no." Zhuo Ju shouted.

But Yue Yixun had lost his mind and refused to listen at all.

However, Qin Cheng only looked at him with an indifferent look, and hundreds of flying swords penetrated his whole body, crushing all his consciousness in his dantian.


Chapter completed!