Chapter 1245: luck

Behind him, Zhao Xunxian had disappeared and returned to the jade coffin.
Even Baili never looked at Qin Xuan, his heart only had to escape, to escape to the place where he once feared to escape, and now he is the last straw.
Baixiu looked up and looked at Qin Xuan, her pupils shaking slightly.
She has the soul of Tongxin, which can communicate with the hearts of others, but in Qin Xuan, she can't feel anything.
It seems that this person is blank in his heart.
She had never encountered a person with nothing in her heart, but this emptiness was extremely powerful.
"No, those two are going to run away!" You Daojun said, they looked at Qin Xuan with fear in their eyes, but even more urgent.
Two shadows, heading to the immortal of the Seventeenth Congress.
Qin Xuan looked at the two shadows quietly, without mercy, turned his head slightly, and looked at the twenty-odd Taoist monarchs.
"Go away, otherwise, be buried here!"
Qin Xuan's words were calm, causing the face of the twenty-odd Daojun to change suddenly.
"What are you talking about?" You Daojun frowned, and there was anger in his eyes.
Not to mention that they didn't know Qin Xuan. Even if they knew each other for ten years, Qin Xuan's temperament is now even more extraordinary, and it is not easy to recognize it at a glance.
Finally, someone couldn't help but do it.
"Go away, these two people are the ones that Young Master Jihe ordered to capture, don't let yourself be wrong!" A Daojun said, he shouted angrily, pinched the seal in his hand, and saw a flying sword, a sixth-rank magic weapon. , Slashed to Qin Xuan.
Among the realm of cultivation, the treasure of swords is the most common and the most bloody.
The others moved too. They knew very well what would happen to them if they were to lose those two and let Senior Brother Baili escape to the forbidden area.
Feijian is close at hand.
Hum!
Suddenly, the twenty or so Dao Monarchs who were about to leave were stunned. They looked at Qin Xuan, the in front of Qin Xuan, and the slightly trembling, but unable to make progress, the sixth-grade flying sword.
Just a pair of fingers blocked the sixth rank magic weapon.
Daojun's complexion was shocked, and he dared not move rashly.
Qin Xuan glanced faintly at the Taoist monarch whose face was flushing red, and he continued to sacrifice his flying sword.
"Jihe?" Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "I have never heard of this name."
"But if you do it, then stay!"
As the sound fell, Qin Xuan's fingers slowly flipped over, as if the flying sword was like a thing without a master. No matter how the master of the flying sword, the middle-rank Taoist priest who returned to the void, could not control the flying sword. slightest.
Whoosh!
After that, Qin Xuan's wrist flicked, and the flying sword that belonged to others now seemed to have turned into a sharp blade in his hand.
Turning back in an instant, more than twice as fast as the attack.
"You...wow!"
I saw that Daojun finally couldn't bear the backlash, abruptly spouting a mouthful of blood, the body protector's true essence flowed.
boom!
Flying sword into the body protector's true essence, like cutting a mountain.
I saw the sword's edge trembling crazily until the body guard's true essence cracked.
Waiting for the guard body's true essence to shatter, the flying sword has stopped.
Not waiting for the Daojun to show his happiness, a finger light fell on the flying sword.
Flying sword through the throat, blood is like a fountain.
But in the blink of an eye, a Taoist monarch completely died.
Between heaven and earth, suddenly became deadly silence.
The twenty-odd Dao Monarchs looked at Qin Xuan and the fallen Dao Monarch, a chill almost spread from their hearts to their bodies.
"Who are you?"
"Who is this person, how can he be so scary?"
"Wu'an Taoist Fellow is the middle grade of returning to the Void, and he was killed by his own magic weapon!"
Fear spread, and all Taoists never dared to take the first half step.
"Die, or, get out!" Qin Xuan uttered four more words, and stood with his hands behind.
Killing that Taoist monarch was like crushing an ant to death, and this attitude shocked the hearts of the many Taoist monarchs.
"This predecessor, I am also here by orders, do you really want to stop?" A Taoist asked, swallowing a mouthful, and looked at Qin Xuan.
"That's right, we are under the command of Young Master Chi He. Dao friends insist on blocking, are you not afraid of suffering?" You Daojun coldly hummed, trying to suppress Qin Xuan with someone behind him.
Chi River?
Qin Xuan looked at the twenty-odd people, who is this?
But what about Chi He after ten years? Will it be stronger than the Ten Thousands of the Galaxy Alliance, stronger than Yan Huang, Ku Ming and even Wan Xu?
"Joke!" Qin Xuan slowly spit out the words, "I won't kill you, I'm just waiting for a way out."
"Who gave you the courage to dare to stand up in front of me and show off your might!?"
The sound fell, a sword rang, and the Eternal Sword fell in his hand.
Qin Xuan held the sword in one hand and swept out.
The sword light is like snow, sweeping hundreds of feet, like dividing the world.
The twenty-odd Taoist monarchs suddenly shrank their pupils and roared out loud, offering magic weapons, protecting the body's true essence, and jointly blocking the sword light.
Boom boom boom...
The sword light collided with the magic weapon Changhong, and in an instant, it was like a firework in full bloom in this world.
It's more bloody, and it falls to the earth.
When the sword light dissipated, I saw the twenty-odd Taoist monarchs, each of whom had almost stepped back hundreds of feet, bleeding from the corners of their mouths and embarrassed.
Qin Xuan held the sword, his eyes indifferent.
"roll!"
Just a word, if the sky thunders, the more than 20 Taoist monarchs have never even had the courage to face Qin Xuan, so they turned around and fled with the rainbow.
"Who is this guy? It's terrible!"
"Just a single sword hits me hard, huh..."
"Report to Young Master Chihe, this person is definitely not our opponent."
One after another, the rumors sounded, and the twenty-odd Taoists retreated.
The Eternal Sword flickered lightly, as if the sword spirit was smiling, returning to Qin Xuan's waist.
Qin Xuan turned around and looked at Baili and Baixiu who had fled far away.
Under the foot, there is Jinpeng shaking wings, carrying his body, and walking towards Baili.
At this moment, Baili also reacted, he fled while looking at Qin Xuan.
"It's him!?"
Baili seemed to remember the walking figure ten years ago.
Even Qin Xuan had reminded him that he was mocked as a deaf-mute person.
Now, this person turned out to be the one to save them.
At this moment, Baili's eyes changed slightly, because Qin Xuan in his eyes had disappeared.
Instead, before him, the wind is like waves.
Baili turned his head, and a Jinpeng came into his eyes.
The whole body is like gold, with layers of feathers and sharp eyes, like a sword in the throat.
Before Baili was shocked, Jinpeng had already dispersed.
Baili quickly recovered, did not dare to look directly at Qin Xuan, "Junior Baili, thank you for saving your life!"
"No need!"
Qin Xuan said lightly, "I don't want to save your life, but someone asked me to save it."
He glanced at Baixiu and Baili lightly.
Between the fingers, two jade pendants appeared.
Qin Xuan slowly said, "In these two jade pendants, there are two kinds of inheritance. You two can take it. As for whether you accept it, it is your business."
"Go to heal, after healing, consider this matter!"
Qin Xuan's words completely confused Baili and Baixiu.
Qin Xuangang rescued them, and now he even sent two copies of the inheritance.
how so?
"Brother, this senior should not be malicious." Baixiu stared at Qin Xuan blankly and blurted out.
Baili resisted the pain, turned his head and glanced at Baixiu.
How could he know that if Qin Xuan was malicious, they would have died several times.
It's just that Baili couldn't understand it, let alone why Qin Xuan was so.
Suddenly, he seemed to think of the words Qin Xuan said when he appeared.
"You two, good luck!"
luck! ?