Chapter 290 The Power to Kill You

After the voice fell, the void was silent, so quiet that it was terrifying.

Suddenly, a strong light burst out from the long zither, as if a figure walked out, and it was undoubtedly Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang's face was gloomy, and his eyes stared at Qin Xuan like a venomous snake, as if he wanted to see through him. However, the more he looked, the faster his heart beat. It seemed that there was an invisible force on Qin Xuan, blocking his perception and unable to see Qin Xuan's true strength.

"Why, do you want to explore my strength?" Qin Xuan raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, as if he knew what Qin Wushuang was thinking.

Before, outside the Holy Pool, Qin Xuan felt that this person was scheming, but he didn't expect that he would do such a shameless thing, taking the holy light from others, and simply losing the face of Xuanyan Valley.

Qin Wushuang's face froze, and he looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief. Qin Xuan could know what he was thinking, which was incredible.

"Where did you go before?" Qin Wushuang stared at Qin Xuan and asked.

He couldn't see through Qin Xuan's cultivation. This must be related to another place he went to. He had never been there, so he naturally wanted to know what Qin Xuan got there. If possible, he could even get something from Qin Xuan.

"Where I went has nothing to do with you, and you will never be able to guess where that place is." Qin Xuan said lightly.

"Are you challenging my patience?" Qin Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and several cold rays shot out of his eyes, revealing a dangerous atmosphere.

However, Qin Xuan's expression was still indifferent, as if he ignored Qin Wushuang's words, but the depths of his eyes flashed with a frightening cold light.

He saw his lips wriggling for a while, and then he uttered a voice: "Remember, this day next year is your death anniversary."

As the voice fell, the entire foggy space seemed to have changed. A terrible sword power was born in the void, which quickly swept out, covering the vast space, and even the foggy space was covered, as if to completely transform this world into a world of swords.

Feeling the endless sword intent flowing in the surrounding space, Qin Wushuang's eyes flashed with horror, and he lost his voice and said, "How is this possible?"

Qin Wushuang's heart was beating wildly at this moment, extremely shocked. With the help of the top spiritual weapon and the magical power he felt in the holy pool, he barely constructed the confusion rules and condensed a foggy space.

However, the sword power released by Qin Xuan just now was so powerful that it even suppressed his confusion rules. This has completely transcended the level of artistic conception and is the power of rules, but how did he do it? Is it the opportunity of that place?

"What kind of power is this?" Qin Wushuang held back his inner shock and asked in a deep voice.

"The power to kill you." Qin Xuan raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure disappeared from the spot. It seemed that a phantom of a big roc appeared in the void, as fast as lightning, directly across the endless distance, and pounced on Qin Wushuang.

"Cry!"

The Golden-winged Dapeng feeds on dragons and combines speed and strength. It is a great overlord among fierce beasts. At this time, this Dapeng phantom was condensed by Qin Xuan with his magical power. Although it is not a real Golden-winged Dapeng, it should not be underestimated.

"It is vulnerable." Qin Wushuang glanced at the Dapeng phantom that shot over, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. However, before he could react, the space where he was in trembled violently, as if there was an earthquake.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw Qin Xuan stepping in, with a huge Xie Niu phantom behind him. Each of them was filled with terrible aura, constantly trampling on the space, causing the void to tremble violently, as if the world was about to collapse.

"What kind of magical power is this?" Qin Wushuang's heart trembled violently again, and he couldn't believe his eyes. The greedy desire in his eyes became stronger. Where did Qin Xuan go? How did he practice so many magical powers, and they were all so powerful.

"In that case, then hand over all the magical powers you have comprehended!" Qin Wushuang sneered, his figure flashed, and he merged into the long zither again.

When Qin Wushuang's figure merged with the long zither, the long zither began to tremble violently, the breath surged, and the long zither itself became extremely huge, stretching across the void, releasing a terrible pressure.

In an instant, a series of low and gloomy piano sounds rang out, spreading throughout the space, making people feel powerless, lose their fighting spirit, and have blurred eyes after listening to them.

Qin Xuan's eyes were shining with brilliant purple-gold brilliance, seeing through all the falsehoods in the world and understanding people's hearts. The power in the piano sound could not affect him at all. His palms trembled, and endless sword lights fell down, destroying everything and burying this space.

In an instant, countless sword lights lit up in the foggy space, falling from the sky, like a sword rain. Wherever they went, the fog dissipated instantly, revealing their original appearance.

"Destroy!" A cold voice came from the long harp, and it was also a bit angry, as if the power displayed by Qin Xuan exceeded his imagination.

Countless mists gushed out from the long harp again, which were extremely dense and dark, turning into an extremely ferocious monster, opening its huge mouth and revealing terrible fangs, as if it wanted to devour Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan was surrounded by a faint storm of swords. His mind moved, and a sky-blue halo emerged from behind him, which was extremely conspicuous.

At the same time, a thunder curtain seemed to appear in the sky, and the destructive thunder power flowed on it. The thunder power permeated the world, restraining all the darkness in the world. Suddenly, the monster retreated quickly as if it had seen the world.

"That is... the sixth level of the Yuan Soul!" Below, Tailong and others saw the Yuan Soul displayed by Qin Xuan, and their faces were shocked.

Only those who have reached the level of Yuan Wang can challenge the sixth level of Yuan Soul. Qin Xuan has this level of Yuan Soul at the Yuan Mansion level. This means that he will have an unparalleled advantage in fighting with people of the same level, and his future potential will far exceed that of his peers!

"This guy is simply a monster!" Tailong curled his lips and said, but there was no jealousy in his eyes. Instead, he seemed extremely excited. It seemed that having such a monster friend was also a very good thing.

Lei Wanjun glanced at the thunder curtain above, and a bitter smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He also practiced thunder power, and the first three Yuan Souls were all related to thunder attributes, but they were not as good as Qin Xuan's third Yuan Soul. The gap between them was as deep as a chasm and could not be made up.

"No, this is impossible. How could this be?"

Qin Wushuang's face was extremely ugly in the long zither. He couldn't even believe his eyes. The sixth level of Yuan Soul was only worthy of those who were truly at the top of the pyramid!

Although he dreamed of becoming one of those people one day, he had to work hard to have a chance to realize it. He knew very well that once Qin Xuan's talent was truly revealed to the world, it would cause a sensation.

When he thought of this, a cold light flashed in Qin Wushuang's eyes, and he stared at Qin Xuan, wondering what he was thinking.

All this seemed to be very long, but it was only a moment, the sword intent flowed in the void, and the storm rolled wildly.

The thunder curtain seemed to be able to move, and went to where Changqin was. The power of thunder continued to evolve, turning into terrible thunder snakes, winding their bodies, swallowing snake tongues, entangled with the mist monsters, and devouring each other.

"Break!" Qin Xuan looked indifferent, and a terrible palm print blasted out of his hand, releasing the majesty of Buddhism, directly shaking the mist apart. In an instant, countless thunder snakes suddenly shot out and rushed to where Changqin was.

"Not good!" Qin Wushuang's heart trembled, feeling a murderous intent approaching, and his body immediately separated from Changqin and fled out of the foggy space.

"Can you escape?" Qin Xuan sneered, urging Lingxu Taishang Step, releasing the Dapeng magical power, and his body was like a Dapeng spreading its wings, so fast that it was unimaginable, as if it was going to break through this world.

In the sky, two huge monsters collided fiercely in the Yanji Shuanghai, making a shocking sound. At this time, Qi Luo seemed to be crazy, releasing power crazily, even if he had to bear Ao Kun's attack, he would bury Ao Kun.

There was a bang, and a purple dragon rushed out of the sea. It was Ao Kun.

Compared with before, he looked extremely miserable at this time. Many dragon scales were burned, and his body was stained with a terrible dead air. If he had not practiced the Nine Heavens Dragon Transformation Art and had a strong vitality, he would probably have died in the Yanji Sea.

"You are simply crazy!" Ao Kun glared at Qi Luo and yelled at him.

"Anyone who stands in my way must die." Qi Luo's eyes were dim, as if he had lost his soul, with only a deep and terrible anger.

"I am not interested in playing with you anymore. If you want revenge, find Qin Wushuang." Ao Kun said coldly. He had already found that he really couldn't do anything to Qi Luo, and of course, Qi Luo couldn't really hurt him.

"Qin Wushuang must die, and you must be buried with him." Qi Luo said coldly.

While the two were talking, a figure suddenly shot out from the foggy space below, with a panicked look, shouting: "Brother Ao, save me!"

Ao Kun and Qi Luo's eyes flashed at the same time, looking at the figure below. When Qi Luo saw the man's face, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly burst out uncontrollably. He was about to chase him down, but saw another figure chasing him below, and it was Qin Xuan.

"Qin Xuan!" Qi Luo's dull eyes suddenly brightened up. Qin Xuan came from below, and was chasing Qin Wushuang. Perhaps, Mei'er and the others were fine!

"Brother Ao, save my life!"

Qin Wushuang seemed particularly flustered, and came to Ao Kun's side at a very fast speed. He and Ao Kun carried out this assassination together. If he died, Ao Kun would not be able to escape.

Ao Kun naturally saw Qin Xuan chasing from below, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. Naturally, he recognized Qin Xuan as the last person to climb the snow mountain that day. Then he couldn't help but frown. Qi Luo alone was already troublesome enough, and now there was one more person. Things were a bit tricky!