My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

  Chapter 58 Purple Menghan VS Wanjian Shengzi

   "Who are you?"

  Ten Thousand Sword Saint Child’s eyes are frightening, his black hair dances wildly, and his murderous intent is revealed.

  "The big disciple of Xuantian Holy Land Qingyunfeng, Zi Menghan." Zi Menghan responded with a calm expression.

  In Zi Menghan's heart, secretly said a pity.

  This time, Li Qingzhou was accompanied by Li Qingzhou in a majestic and upright manner. There are still so many arrogances of the Eastern Desolation, especially the Seventh Sister, so there is no way to report the vest.

  Li Qingzhou once reported the vest of Chen Beixuan, and the master also reported the vest of the sword demon Dugu begs defeat. She also wanted to do a sensational event, and then reported a vest. Would you like to come soon?

The two maids brought by the Seventh Princess Zi Mengxi couldn't help but want to tell the true origin of Zi Menghan, Zi Mengxi gently shook his head to stop them.

  In the Ziwei Dynasty, the status of the princess was inferior to that of the prince.

How much power    can have depends entirely on the strength and skill of each princess, and the competition between princesses is also very fierce.

  The more outstanding the performance, the greater the power, and the more advanced Taoism supernatural powers can be practiced to make one's own foundation stronger.

  In addition, the princess wants to marry.

  Most of the princesses will be betrothed to the meritorious dignitaries of the Ziwei Dynasty, and some will be betrothed to the world's arrogance of the major forces.

  The married princesses could not obtain the higher Taoism and supernatural powers of the Ziwei Emperor, and their practice could be regarded as the end.

  While a very small number of princesses with extraordinary talents can have the same status as the prince, most of the advanced Taoism of the Ziwei Dynasty can be practiced, marriage and marriage are completely free, and they also have monstrous power.

  If you can suppress all the princes of the same generation, you can even become a generation of emperors, and take charge of the entire Ziwei Dynasty!

  Zi Menghan detected congenital waste at the time, and many princes and princesses mocked her, but they never regarded her as an opponent.

  In their view, Zi Menghan was not a threat at all, and it was impossible even to marry the princes of meritorious and powerful families. He could only marry those ignorant and unskilled children.

  Now, Zi Menghan easily blocked the visionary attack of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, and she could not see the origin of the magical power she used, completely subverting her cognition.

  Because of this, she wants to find out Zi Menghan's true strength with the help of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, in order to change the response strategy, and temporarily does not want the maid to report her identity as the nine princesses of Ziwei Emperor.

  "Are Qingyunfeng disciples again? I have a banquet to the Eastern Desolation Tianjiao today, not the place where you can go wild with Qingyunfeng!"

  Behind the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, nine rounds of red scorching sun once again appeared. Each round of the big day seemed to be composed of endless sword energy, but it also contained the tyrannical masculinity, and the vast vision obscured the sky.

Many disciples around    changed their expressions slightly, and various visions appeared involuntarily around them, so that they could withstand the oppression of the vision of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords.

  "呱呱呱……"

   Suddenly, each of the nine rounds of sword aura rushed out of a golden sacred bird Golden Crow in the scorching sun, and the feathers of each golden crow were condensed with the sun's sword intent, vomiting dazzling sword aura.

  The golden feathers condensed by the sword intent shot out, and the divine sword was like a forest, fierce and violent, and headed towards the purple Menghan.

  Zi Menghan opened his five fingers, and five immortal phoenixes of different colors appeared abruptly in the void, completely condensed by the purest force of the five elements, and made a high-pitched whistling sound from the sky, spreading their wings and rushing towards the nine golden crows.

   Murderous spirit, endless vitality, feminine and cold, fierce and domineering, heavy and heavy, five completely different energies reproduce each other, forming a five-element extinction array that can wipe out everything.

   "Boom!"

   A deafening roar sounded, and the meeting place was completely submerged by various brilliance, and even the sunlight of the sky could not penetrate into it.

  For a long time, the nine golden crows and five immortal phoenix all dissipated in mid-air.

  Zi Menghan's figure appeared in the void, her purple dress dancing with the wind, her expression as cold as ever.

   Ten Thousand Sword Saint Child’s face became more and more gloomy, such a domineering blow was enough to kill the cultivator at the peak of the Primordial Divine Realm, but it never hurt Zi Menghan a bit!

   "This is it?" Zi Menghan frowned slightly.

   "I killed you!"

An intent to kill in the sky burst out instantly from the Saint Child of Ten Thousand Swords, and his emotions were instantly out of control. There was a killing sword exuding bright blood in the sky, and a surging killing intent swept all around, revealing a kind of killing. The terrible will of all things.

   "The Son finally used the Seven Kill Sword!"

   "This sword is the killing sword that the Saint Child obtained from the sword grave of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, and it has reached the level of the supreme spirit treasure!"

   "The Son of God used this sword to slash great power!"

  ……

  Many followers of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords shouted excitedly, venting the depressed emotions in their hearts.

  Many Tianjiao were moved by it. This is a superb spiritual treasure, even if it is jealous, even most Taoists have never possessed it. It is really surprising that it appeared in the hands of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords.

  With this kind of hole cards, it's no wonder that the Sword Sage Son acted so blatantly.

Zi Menghan remained unmoved and raised his hand. A five-colored cloud covering the sky and the sun appeared on the top of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords. There was a flash of five-colored thunder light inside, and a violent storm blew up from the top of the Falling Sacred Mountain for no reason. ,

   "Heavenly Tribulation? How could it be possible!"

   "Is the Son of Ten Thousand Swords going to survive the great calamity?"

   "No! This is the catastrophe created by Zi Menghan!"

   "She can actually evolve the catastrophe?"

  ……

  The many Tianjiao on the top of the Meteorite Mountain all exclaimed, with incredible expressions in their eyes.

  For them, the impact of Zi Menghan's evolution of the catastrophe was not weaker than the use of the Seven Kill Sword by the Saint Child of Ten Thousand Swords.

"brush!"

Suddenly, an ocean of purple air roared from the east, covering the entire top of the meteor mountain, as if there was a certain magic power, silently changing the complex emotions in the hearts of the people, and becoming peaceful and peaceful. , Pure and natural.

  The ethereal voice of the Saintess of Purple Mansion rang: "Let’s stop there for both of you."

  "The battle between life and death is over. Both of them are dragons and phoenixes. It doesn't make any sense to continue the fight. It's better to keep the strength to deal with the more and more rampant demons." Yun Qingying began to comfort her, her voice was clear, and she sounded like a yellow oriole.

  Nangong Liuyun nodded: "Yes, just click until you finish!"

  The power that Zi Menghan exploded was far beyond the imagination of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords. He was not sure that he could easily win Zi Menghan, and did not want to expose too many secrets.

  The Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords retracted the Seven Kill Sword, snorted coldly, and said with the help of the donkey, "I will spare your life today!"

  "Rao? You deserve to say this word too? If you don't accept it, continue to fight!" Zi Menghan's tone was cold, and the five-color tribulation cloud began to spin, and the five-color thunder tribulation within it was rapidly condensing.

  Someone persuaded that Zi Menghan originally wanted to take Jieyun back. Who knew that the Son of Ten Thousand Swords had to say something cruel, and Zi Menghan really didn't want to get used to him!

   Seventh princess Zi Mengxi grew up, and persuaded with a smile: "Nine sisters, let's stop here."

  Zi Mengxi saw these few saint children stand up, it is difficult for the two to fight again, and if it is not good to continue to pretend to be dead, she speaks out the true identity of Zi Menghan.

   "What? She is the nine princesses of the Ziwei Dynasty?"

  "Zi Mengxi, Zi Menghan, I said why Zi Menghan's name is so familiar. It turns out that she was actually the nine princesses of the Ziwei Dynasty!"

  "This background is much larger than the background of the Qingyunfeng disciple!"

   "I came from the Ziwei Dynasty, why would I worship Qingyun Peak in the Xuantian Holy Land?"

  ……

  Many Tianjiao were slightly moved, shocked by the true identity of Zi Menghan, and at the same time felt that Qingyunfeng had become more mysterious.

  (End of this chapter)