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Chapter 2093 Let's go

"snort!"

Zhao Wuji woke up from the memories and looked at Xiaoliu coldly: "You Tianlong clan was indeed powerful at the beginning, but now, the aura on your body is almost the same as that of ant. You are still far from your ancestors. Today I will take your head to pay tribute to my dead colleagues!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green light soared into the sky from behind Zhao Wuji. Then, one transformed into two, two transformed into three, and in an instant, everyone saw a continuous sword formation appearing in the air. Each of these green fairy swords gave people a trembling feeling from the bottom of their hearts!

The next moment, thousands of immortal swords fell towards the Northern Xuan Immortal Palace like rain. The monks below could only look at this scene with horror, but could not do anything to dodge, because they were locked and suppressed by the other party's aura!

During this process, the surrounding fairy swords continued to merge into the center of the fairy sword. With each fusion, the size of the fairy sword increased by one point.

In the end, there was only the only immortal sword left in everyone's eyes. The immortal sword was covered with complex patterns, which were extremely huge, just like a mountain.

"It's over! I didn't expect to die here today!"

"If I had known this, I should have sold the invitation before, so it would have been better than dying here for nothing!"

"I shouldn't have come, I shouldn't have come today!"

Countless monks looked at this scene with regret, but unfortunately there was no regret in this world to take. At the same time, through the phantom in the sky, other monks who saw this scene were a little gloating. They secretly thanked that they had not received the invitation, otherwise they might have died under this giant sword today!

"Che..."

A trace of disdain flashed in Prince Ming's eyes, and he did not take action because he had already noticed Ning Qi's movements.

A sword light came from bottom to top to welcome the immortal sword. Everyone heard a clanging sound, and then the giant immortal sword with a breath of destruction was directly broken in half. The sword light did not diminish and fell on Zhao Wuji's body with a shocked face. The blood bar above Zhao Wuji's head disappeared completely one-third!

boom!

The giant sword that was broken into two pieces fell to the ground and penetrated deeply into the ground. When Jiuyou Demon Lord and others saw this scene, they subconsciously looked at Ning Qi. They found that the breath that suppressed them was gone. Then, a burst of wild cries broke out in Beixuan Immortal City!

"Beixuan Immortal Emperor! Beixuan Immortal Emperor!!"

Everyone's eyes looked at Ning Qi were full of fanaticism, especially those monks who thought they would die under this sword. If they survived the disaster, they would have good luck. They were the most excited!

"The Qingxuan Sword is broken?"

Zhao Wuji looked at this scene blankly, and didn't even notice that a piece of the sky spirit cover was cut off by the dragon-slaying sword on his head.

The Qingxuan Sword is a fairy weapon specially refined by the weapon refining master of Qingxuan Mansion. Its grade is much higher than the external immortal weapon. It is also a medium-grade immortal weapon. Logically speaking, in places outside the Immortal Continent, such an immortal weapon is impossible to encounter opponents, let alone be cut into two pieces!

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji suddenly looked at the dragon-slaying sword in Ning Qi's hand. There was only one explanation, that is, the grade of this sword, far above the Qingxuan Sword, a trace of greed flashed from Zhao Wuji's eyes. The next moment, he looked at Ning Qi with a serious expression.

The sword is not an ordinary thing, but the person holding the sword also surprised him. If he can break his Qingxuan Sword Skill head-on, the other party's cultivation must be quite good!

"How could it be..."

A deep disappointment appeared in the eyes of Emperor Daoyan. He could not understand that the living immortal cultivator in front of him not only did not kill Ning Qi with one blow, but instead, Ning Qi cut off the weapon in his hand? Is this really an immortal cultivator?

"You are not a remnant of the Tianlong clan, who are you!"

Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Qi coldly, but after a few breaths, his eyes suddenly showed a look of shock and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief because he felt a very familiar aura from Ning Qi!

"Are you also a monk of the Immortal Clan?"

Zhao Wuji said in a dismay.

"Is it true? It's okay."

Ning Qi nodded with a smile.

The conversation between the two was heard by everyone, and the eyes looking at Ning Qi were immediately filled with incredible expressions.

Immortal Cultivator?

Which immortal continent in the legend, the immortal world recorded in ancient history books?

Could it be that the previous rumors are true?

Especially the cultivators of the Qinglong Continent, such as Ying Qingning, they all know that Ning Qi's father Feng Jiuxian has the bloodline of the immortals, but this bloodline of the immortals was revealed from his own mouth. No one had ever heard of anyone who had such an immortals before, and they could not determine the origin of this bloodline and where it belonged. Therefore, many monks just regarded this bloodline as a joke. According to their statement, they could also call themselves the bloodline of the immortals, but who can prove it?

Now this mysterious powerful man who suddenly appeared actually said that the Northern Xuan Immortal Emperor is an immortal cultivator. Many monks who have heard this rumor have undergone a huge change in their eyes when they look at Ning Qi. They finally know why Ning Qi can achieve such a terrible achievement in a short period of time!

"Since you are a cultivator of the Immortal Clan, then you and I are the same clan. Now you can quickly kill the remnants of the Tianlong clan around you, bring him with him, and I will take you back to Qingxuan Mansion on the Immortal Clan Continent to receive a reward."

Zhao Wuji said in a deep voice.

"Haha, you want to kill him, come on your own."

Ning Qi smiled.

Zhao Wuji's eyes changed slightly and he said coldly: "You probably don't know who he offended? The existence he offended, even the lord of my Qingxuan Mansion, must be respectful and dare not be rude at all. If you kill him today, you will make a contribution!"

"Xiao Liu, should I capture it alive or kill it directly?"

Ning Qi looked at Xiaoliu with a smile and said, ignoring Zhao Wuji's threat.

"Boss, he may have a way to go back to the Immortal Continent. If this is the case, it can save you a lot of hard work and it is best to capture it alive."

Xiao Liuyi said with a solemn expression.

"oh?"

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. He didn't expect this just now. If Zhao Wuji had a shortcut back, he wouldn't have to work hard to water the Zixu Divine Tree. If he wanted to wait until the Zixu Divine Tree grew to the point where he could lead him to the immortal world, he would probably not even think about it if he had not been tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years.

"Catch it alive?"

Seeing the two of them discussing whether to kill him or capture him alive, Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly showed a hint of anger.

"Since you are so ignorant, I will..."

"What are you?"

Zhao Wuji turned around in surprise, Ning Qi was less than a foot away from him at this moment!

"Go down."

Ning Qi laughed loudly, the nine gates and six gates were all opened, and his palm fell heavily on Zhao Wuji's head. Zhao Wuji hit the center of the square in front of the Immortal Emperor Hall with a loud bang. The monks around him were startled and looked at the scene in amazement.
Chapter completed!
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