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Chapter 1077 Five Wars

It is very difficult for monks in the Nascent Soul stage to condense into a treasure tripod.

The treasure tripod swollen into the void and was swelling thousands of feet in size, and rushed towards the surging sword light.

The moment the sword light rushed past, it was collected by the treasure tripod. The nine golden dragons swelling in the treasure tripod formed a huge cauldron in the void, and Qin Yue'an, which was united with the treasure tripod and the human sword, was included in the cauldron.

This change made the expressions of the people in the Heavenly Court extremely relaxed. Qin Yue'an fell into the treasure cauldron, and even if he could escape, he would probably consume most of his combat power.

What's more, the methods used by Long Xiaotian are already the most peak of the Nascent Soul. It should not be too difficult to win this game.

However, just before the relaxed look on everyone's faces rose, a blue sword light had already flashed out of the treasure tripod.

The sword light passed by, and the treasure tripod was cut into two pieces from the middle, and the sword light was still surging down without any mercy.

The surging sword light, like a stunning rainbow, slashed towards Long Xiaotian again!

Long Xiaotian's expression changed from ease to shock. Fortunately, Long Xiaotian was Long Xiaotian after all, and he had experienced many struggles. He knew that at this time, no matter what, he could not panic.

What's more, there was no trump card in his hand. The moment the sword light was about to rush to him, he slapped his small Qiankun bag, and nine fire dragons flew out of his Qiankun bag.

The Nine Dragon Vajra Cover, Long Xiaotian's father left the Taoist treasure to Long Xiaotian. Even a Taoist-level existence is a Taoist. It will take a quarter of an hour to break through the defense of the Nine Dragon Vajra Cover.

This quarter of an hour is enough for Long Xiaotian to revive his momentum.

However, the blue sword light rushed to the front of the Nine Dragon Vajra Cover and turned into thousands of fine sword threads, covering the Nine Dragon Vajra Cover.

The sword thread flashed, and the nine fire dragons had just condensed into a Vajra cover, and they turned into shattered powder in the void. The fierce sword light pointed directly between Long Xiaotian's neck.

As long as Qin Yue'an is willing, her sword will be enough to kill Long Xiaotian.

The murderous intent of the sequel made Long Xiaotian's face change. He didn't dare to move at all, for fear that once he moved, it would arouse Qin Yue'an's murderous intent. In that case, it would be too unfair to die.

The huge Three Immortal Island suddenly became silent at this moment. Long Xiaotian, who had been highly anticipated by many disciples of the Heavenly Court, did not even catch the other person's sword. This was a slap in the face too severely for the Heavenly Court.

Xuanguang Daojun's face also turned a little red. It took only half a quarter of an hour from the beginning to the end of the competition. Long Xiaotian's words seemed to have not dissipated yet.

It was a three-step move that made people feel proud, but they didn't even get a single move. Long Xiaotian was so embarrassing.

Of course, the victory or defeat of the competition is nothing. But now it is the establishment ceremony of the Heavenly Court. At the ceremony, the disciples of the Heavenly Court were defeated one after another. They were defeated so miserably. No, they were defeated so badly. How could they look up after this Heavenly Court?

If it weren't for maintaining the style of the Four Emperors of Heaven, the Emperor Xuanguang Dao would have slapped Long Xiaotian to ashes.

But now, he can only sit there and watch.

"Yue'an, why don't you take away the sword light!" Ling Yun Daojun gave an order to Qin Yue'an, and said with a little apology: "I, a female disciple, speak everything, but it's just that I'm too cold, and when I start to fight, I'm even more merciless."

"When I started the move just now, I told her to try a few more moves, but I didn't expect that she would even ignore my orders."

His grandma, you are too capable of putting in trouble, right? At this moment, you have already shot down the face of Heaven on the ground, and you have to look like I am already showing mercy.

Is there anyone who bullies people like this? And at the founding ceremony of Heavenly Court, this is clearly trampling the Heavenly Court with heavy faces!

The two consecutive losses made Qingti Daojun's face a little dark. It can be said that he is the most face-to-face among the four emperors of the Heavenly Court. Now, at the most important time in this Heavenly Court, he will not make him angry.

Especially Long Xiaotian's performance, he began to speak arrogantly, but did not take the other person's sword. It was really...

But no matter how angry he was, he could only bear it. If the people below were not good, he would not be able to do it himself at this time.

When the Taoist competition lost again in the third Taoist competition, Qingti Daojun's eyes turned red. Three consecutive losses made the huge Three Immortal Island silent.

Even the monks who came to watch the ceremony did not dare to make any sound. Although the honor and disgrace of the Heavenly Court had nothing to do with them, they were also unwilling to speak randomly and offend the Heavenly Court.

After all, there are more than a dozen Taoist lords in the Heavenly Court, and among the world's strength, they are also considered as giants.

Chengyuan Daojun, who had won all three games, had no concealed the smile on his face. He said to Pu Ru Daojun: "Brother Pu Ru Dao, I will end this when I watch today's performance!"

"Golden elixir, Yuanying, Taoist, Taoist!" Puru Taoist's voice was very light, but full of determination: "The two Taoist brothers have obviously prepared four programs, how can they be hasty and start from scratch?"

"We don't dare to say anything else in our heaven, but there are many people."

Pu Rudao Jun said in a very firm manner at this moment. Even if it was the last game, he was not sure, but at this moment, he had to persevere.

If you admit defeat in a hurry at this time, you will be considered as losing all the faces of Heaven!

Chengyuan Daojun and Lingyun Daojun looked at each other, and Lingyun Daojun smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then our Lingyun Sword Sect will show off our ugly appearance in this scene."

As he spoke, he patted his palm and a figure appeared in the void.

The figure was seven feet tall, wearing a purple robe, which seemed to be hanging from a bamboo pole on the man.

If Qin Yue'an, who appeared in Lingyun Sword Sect last time, was glorious and made people feel extraordinary at first sight, then this person is like the most ordinary existence in the world. If he is placed in the crowd, he cannot sense his existence at all.

"Junior Brother Jianyun, this time, you will ask the Taoist masters of the Heavenly Court for advice!" Ling Yun Daojun smiled and his voice was gentle.

However, the words Jian Yun were spoken from his mouth, which immediately changed the faces of many people, and some people shouted in surprise: "Sword Madman, he is not dead yet!" (To be continued.)
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