Chapter 155 The Storm Calms Down

When Sikong Xuan heard this, his expression instantly turned pale, but Qin Xuan still refused to let him go.

Qin Xuan walked to the center of the Heavenly Punishment Platform and stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes swinging freely in the wind. The breeze blew over his delicate and handsome face, revealing a different kind of style. The simple white clothes could not hide his peerless elegance.

"Why have you become stronger again? Am I a monster or is he a monster?" Tai Long stared at Qin Xuan, speechless in his heart. This guy is simply more monster than him!

"You kept saying you wanted to kill me before, but now I give you this chance. No one will interfere in this battle. You can use all your strength." Qin Xuan looked at Sikong Xuan indifferently and said lightly.

Upon seeing this, Chen Lao and others knew that Qin Xuan wanted to resolve the grudge in his own way, so they all consciously stepped back and emptied the Heavenly Punishment Platform. Now Qin Xuan was the only one on the Heavenly Punishment Platform.

Sikong Xuan hesitated for a moment, but now he only had one way to survive, and that was to kill Qin Xuan.

"Before, you were aloof and arrogant, but now you are so low-key, afraid to fight. Are you ashamed?" Qin Xuan mocked, with a very disdainful tone.

Sikong Xuan clenched his fists tightly, and the lines on his face were twisted together, which was extremely cruel. Qin Xuan's humiliation had already touched his bottom line. He only felt that his dignity was being trampled on. This was something he would rather die than Endurable.

"Okay, I'll fight you!" He suddenly raised his head and said loudly.

Qin Xuan didn't say anything more, and closed his eyes slightly, and then a very strong sword spirit spread out from him and quickly enveloped the vast space.

In an instant, with Qin Xuan as the center, the surrounding space turned into a world of swords. Sword energy shot down from the sky, as if shooting out of nothingness. It was sharp and fast, making people feel that it was not sword energy, but streaks. The light of God will kill you if you touch it.

An unprecedented look of solemnity appeared on Sikong Xuan's face. The opponent he faced now was a Kaiyuan realm warrior, but he had to deal with it at his peak. A slight carelessness would kill him.

I saw a wisp of the sword's artistic conception coming out of Sikong Xuan's body. Although it was not as powerful as Qin Xuan's, it was still very extraordinary. When the power of his artistic conception came into contact with Qin Xuan's sword's artistic conception, there was a sharp collision sound. They seem to be colliding with each other.

"The power of your artistic conception is too weak." Qin Xuan said lightly. He took a step forward, and the artistic conception of the wind was released. Lingxu Tai stepped forward under his feet. His figure became ethereal and blurred, and lines were outlined as he moved. The afterimage is dazzling.

Sikong Xuan's expression changed slightly, and the purple soul emerged from behind him. It was a sword, a slender sword.

"Kill!" Sikong Xuan spat out a voice, and several sword lights shone in the void, strangled towards Qin Xuan from different directions, the buzzing sword whistling sound was particularly harsh, and at the same time, a shield appeared in front of him. In front of Sikong Xuan, there was an earthy yellow light flowing on the shield, which looked extremely thick.

Seeing several sword qi stabbing at him, the corners of Qin Xuan's mouth slightly raised. His right hand formed into a palm and fell directly. In an instant, several sharp sword qi slashed out, blocking all the sword qi coming towards him.

"When the artistic conception of the sword is used in such a situation, I am afraid that it has reached the late stage of entering the realm of transformation." Chen Lao praised, Qin Xuan's understanding has always been the most surprising to him. It is difficult for ordinary people to understand the artistic conception, but he can understand it in a short time. Can be called a monster.

Qin Xuan kept walking, his demonic mood was released, and demonic runes surrounded him. He seemed to have turned into a demonic beast, with overwhelming demonic energy lingering all over his body. He was extremely violent, and he kept making palm prints with both hands, each time. Each attack is as arrogant and domineering as an ancient giant beast, as if it has the power to destroy the world.

"What a terrible attack, how did he do it?" Many disciples of Xuantian Palace were shocked and speechless at this time. They considered themselves geniuses and looked down upon people from Tianyu Kingdom, but they did not expect Qin Xuan's strength. So strong, even in cross-border battles.

Boom, boom, boom!

Rumbling sounds were heard one after another, and the battle between the two had entered a fever pitch. Each attack contained extremely powerful power. Dozens of cracks appeared on the Heavenly Punishment Platform, which showed how powerful the attacks of the two were.

"Wind." Qin Xuan whispered in his heart, and then his figure seemed to be integrated with the void and became illusory. Every step he took carried an extremely mysterious artistic conception, as if it was moving in unison with the heaven and earth, containing the avenue of heaven and earth.

Many figures of Qin Xuan appeared in front of Sikong Xuan's eyes, each one was so real, and each Qin Xuan's eyes contained terrifying murderous intent, which made him panic for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Fire." Qin Xuan spat out a voice again.

The crowd was shocked to find that Qin Xuan's body was actually burning with flames, making his already handsome face look even more monstrous, making people feel awe-inspiring.

"It's another kind of artistic conception power. Is this still a human being?" Someone among the disciples of Xuantian Palace whispered. The talent shown by Qin Xuan is really terrifying. There are few people in the entire Xuantian Palace who have comprehended so much artistic conception power.

"Roar!"

I saw Qin Xuan open his mouth and spit out a long flame dragon. The flame spiritual power between heaven and earth instantly became restless and rushed towards the long flame dragon. The long flame dragon swayed its huge body and stared at Sikong Xuan with cold eyes, but through A cold murderous intention.

"True Yuan Transformation!" Sikong Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Although he knew that the flaming dragon was transformed by Qin Xuan's true energy and was not as powerful as it looked, he still felt a little scared when he actually faced it. .

"Is he actually so strong?" A young man looked lonely in the direction of Qingtian Sword Sect.

This man is Jian Mo. He was defeated by Qin Xuan in the past. He was extremely unwilling to accept it. He always wanted to fight Qin Xuan again, but now it seems that this is meaningless. The gap between him and Qin Xuan will only get bigger and bigger. The bigger it gets, the more it can never be surpassed.

"Ho, ho!"

The flaming dragon roared several times in succession, and its roars penetrated the heaven and earth like thunder, making even the void tremble. It was like a real divine dragon, so majestic that it made everyone's hearts beat.

Sikong Xuan's eyes were red, and a Haotian Hammer actually condensed in his hand. It was completely black and extremely deep, giving people a strong sense of power. He just heard him roar: "Break it for me!"

When the sound fell, his body rose into the air, raised the Haotian Hammer high, and smashed it hard towards the head of the flaming dragon. The terrifying power directly shattered it, turning it into thousands of flaming spots, and drained away. Between heaven and earth.

However, there was no anger on Qin Xuan's face. Instead, he showed a relaxed look and said in a playful voice: "It seems that my attacks are okay. Can you try a few more attacks?"

Sikong Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this. After a few seconds, he finally understood. His face suddenly turned livid, and he felt extremely ashamed in his heart, as if he had been teased!

No wonder he was wondering just now why Qin Xuan let him destroy the flame dragon so easily. It turned out that he was using him as a target. He was really bullying!

"Take it!" A sly smile appeared on Qin Xuan's lips. He opened his mouth and spit out long flame dragons. Although the combat power was not strong, the number was extremely large and annoying.

Sikong Xuan kept swinging the giant hammer and smashed the long flaming dragon into pieces. However, the long dragon seemed to be endless. Every time he hammered down, a lot of real energy was consumed. If he continued like this, he would sooner or later be exhausted to death.

Seeing this scene, many people swallowed involuntarily and secretly said that Qin Xuan was really terrible. He even thought of using this method to deal with Sikong Xuan. It was simply 'inhumane'!

"Facing a monster-like opponent like Qin Xuan, Sikong Xuan is doomed to be unlucky!" Someone shook his head and couldn't help but feel a hint of sympathy for Sikong Xuan.

"Sikong Xuanyou totally deserves what he deserves today. This kind of person deserves life worse than death!"

After a while, Sikong Xuan finally couldn't hold on anymore. The Haotian Giant Hammer disappeared. He put one hand on the ground and kept breathing heavily. His face was as pale as paper, and he seemed extremely tired.

"Such a weakling dared to say arrogant words, which really impressed me." Qin Xuan casually glanced at Sikong Xuan and said mockingly.

"Do you really want to kill me?" Sikong Xuan stared at Qin Xuan and asked.

Qin Xuan sneered, and a chill spread all over his body. He stared at Sikong Xuan's eyes with menacing eyes, and asked: "Kill you? Will killing you make Ruoxi come back to life? If that was really the case, you would not have survived long ago. Now!"

"In this case, you might as well let me go. I am willing to work for you. I just ask you to let me live!" Sikong Xuan's gloomy expression suddenly brightened up, and a glimmer of hope emerged in his originally frustrated heart.

"Let you go?" When Qin Xuan heard this, a strange look appeared on his face, as if he had heard the funniest words in the world. He turned around and turned his back to Sikong Xuan, and then an indifferent voice came out: "Killing you is afraid of dirtying my hands, but how can I let you go? You can kill yourself."

"Do you really want to be so heartless? Although I wanted to kill you before, aren't you safe and sound now? Why do you want to kill them all?" Sikong Xuan showed unwillingness and once again begged Qin Xuan to let him live.

"Thank you for saying it, you are really shameless!" Tai Long's face turned cold, he looked at Sikong Xuan and said coldly: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen someone as shameless as you."

"I'll give you three breaths to make your own choice." Qin Xuan said calmly.

The crowd was silent when they heard this. It was understandable for Qin Xuan to do this. As Qin Xuan said, the hatred between him and Sikong Xuan was so deep that only one party could survive.

The current situation is extremely obvious, and Qin Xuan is undoubtedly the winner.

When Sikong Xuan saw that Qin Xuan was so determined to kill him, a flash of madness suddenly flashed in his eyes. He saw a light spot slowly appearing between his eyebrows, flickering with a faint light. It was extremely obscure and no one noticed this small change.

"Okay, I will end it myself." Sikong Xuan sighed, stood up slowly, and condensed a sword energy in his hand.

"No, don't!" Sikong Yuan shouted at the top of his lungs. He was unwilling to give in. He only had this son, and the future of the Sikong family depended on Sikong Xuan.

Sikong Xuan's face was expressionless, and the sword energy in his hand was aimed at his throat. As long as the sword energy was inhaled, he could end his life.

Just when everyone thought that Sikong Xuan was about to take action, Sikong Xuan shot the sword energy towards Qin Xuan at an extremely fast speed, across the void, carrying a very strong sword force, as if he wanted to kill Qin Xuan with this sword. under.

Almost at the same moment, a red light point shot out from the center of Sikong Xuan's eyebrows. Like a stream of light, it disappeared directly into the void without attracting anyone's attention.

"Not good!" Chen Lao's pupils shrank suddenly. His soul power had been locked in this space. He suddenly felt that an extremely terrifying force was approaching Qin Xuan, like a magic weapon.

Feeling the sword energy behind him, Qin Xuan suddenly turned around, his face extremely cold. He raised his hand and blasted out a sword seal. It was extremely terrifying, and directly shattered the sword energy. The power of the sword seal was not reduced, and it hit the ground. Sikong Xuan's body knocked him away.

However, the next second, Qin Xuan's heart trembled violently, and his hair stood up. He felt a terrible force locking him, completely unable to move. This force could threaten his life.

In the space in front of Qin Xuan's eyebrows, a red light appeared from the void. It was a red steel needle, releasing the power of a very powerful magic weapon, as if it contained extremely surging power.

The red steel needle flashed and shot directly into Qin Xuan's eyebrows. All this happened too quickly, and many people did not react.