The Nine Dragons pulled the sedan chair and flew over quickly, causing the Sword Master and Sima Mengmo to frown. Unexpectedly, Emperor Qin came so quickly.

They were not afraid because in their eyes, Emperor Qin was just a junior and had no capital to compete with them.

"It's Qin Jun!"

Chang Qianqian was so excited that she wanted to fly towards Qin Jun, but Chang Tianyou pressed her shoulders down.

I saw Chang Tianyou smiled bitterly and said, "My good daughter is not the time to reminisce about the past."

"I……"

Chang Qianqian was so excited that she could not control her emotions. Tears were hidden in her beautiful eyes. She hadn't seen Qin Jun for almost half a year. The long-established thoughts in her heart burst out at this moment, making her cry with joy.

How many times have she dreamed that she could meet Qin Jun again?

But the reality is that she doesn't even have the qualifications to go to the Nanyu Tianshi World.

Zhuo Junjie looked at the golden sedan chair pulled by Jiulong with a complicated face. He used to regard Qin Jun as his opponent, but now he didn't even dare to think of facing Qin Jun head-on.

Nangong Lietian in the distance was also in a very complicated mood, and the forces that had once had contact with Qin Jun were like this.

The old man in the blood robe of Heisha Sect was even more frightened and wanted to escape immediately, but he also wanted to see how Emperor Qin faced two powerful men.

Soon, Jiulong flew over their heads with a golden sedan chair, followed by Xiang Yu and Yuan Hong, and Li Jing and Wei Hehan's army stopped in the distance to avoid coming to be cannon fodder.

Nine Dragons stopped five hundred meters in front of the sword master and Sima Mengmo, showing a triangular force.

Qin Jun lifted the curtain and walked out. When he appeared, he calmed the eyes of tens of thousands of monks below.

His jade face and purple eyes are tall and extraordinary, and the temperament of the Emperor of Fortune makes him look radiant, as if a god has descended to earth.

All the female cultivators were confused when they saw each other, and Chang Qianqian was even more infatuated.

"He became high above."

Chang Qianqian murmured, her whole body turned from obsession to despair.

When she saw Qin Jun again, she suddenly felt that she was separated from Qin Jun and was very far away.

He was above and opposite the peerless strong man, and she looked up to the crowd, as small as dust.

Chang Tianyou sighed, not knowing how to persuade his daughter.

Zhuo Junjie clenched his fists tightly and looked at Qin Jun's figure, full of complexity.

At the same time, Qin Jun looked at the sword master and Sima Mengmo with a frosty face, and asked with murderous intent: "You two, you are too disgusted with me! Can you enter and exit the Great Qin Heavenly Court at will and act recklessly?"

The sword master couldn't help but frown. He could feel that Qin Jun didn't seem to take him and Sima Mengmo seriously.

How long has it been since, has this kid been inflated?

Sima Mengmo laughed and said, "What are you? I just act recklessly. What can you do to me?"

call out--

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of breaking through the air came, and a giant arrow of flames tearing apart the air, storming the sky at an extremely terrifying speed, directly scattering the ghosts in the sky, as if the sun was hitting, and the strong wind raged on the earth. Countless monks exclaimed, and Chang Tianyou even pressed Chang Qianqian's shoulders to prevent her from being blown away.

Sima Mengmo subconsciously dodged his body, but the giant flame arrow passed by and directly passed by his right arm. A severe pain that burned his soul made him scream.

The giant flaming arrow continued to attack the sword master. The sword master frowned, and millions of sword shadows turned into torrents.

boom--

A shocking sound shocked the people!

The torrents turned into by millions of sword shadows and the huge arrows of flames collided. In an instant, a strong light burst out, and a terrifying hurricane raged on the ground, causing countless trees to rise up, and those with weak cultivation were blown into the void, like fallen leaves in the wind, unable to protect themselves.

Qin Jun looked ahead expressionlessly, Xiang Yu and Yuan Hong, like two iron towers, crossing him to help him resist the impact of the explosion.

The sky is crying, the earth is tearing, and the fire and strong light make the heaven and earth fade.

It seemed as if the doomsday was coming, and even Sima Mengmo couldn't help but retreat in fear.

On the other side, in the southern world, millions of miles away, Houyi was floating above the holy city. Countless monks looked at him in a daze, while he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where Qin Jun and others were.

One arrow shot over a million miles!

Archery is definitely a myth!

"ah--"

At this moment, Qin Jun vaguely heard a scream, but he grabbed his ears in various noisy sounds.

He felt a little familiar and subconsciously looked back.

I happened to see Chang Qianqian and thousands of monks blown away by a hurricane. The picture seemed to be frozen. Chang Qianqian, whose figures flew backwards, seemed to see Qin Jun turn his head.

"I didn't expect to see you just now...just say goodbye..."

Chang Qianqian closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed down.

"In the next life, I don't want your protection, I want to stand by your side."

At this moment, she suddenly felt herself rushing into a warmth, and the next second, she escaped from the hurricane and returned to normal.

She thought she was dead...

It turns out that death is like this...

"Have my soul left my body..."

Chang Qianqian muttered to herself, and Qin Jun was speechless.

He pinched her face in anger and scolded, "I think you are scared, and your soul is gone!"

When Chang Qianqian heard this, she quickly opened her eyes. She was shocked to find that she was in Qin Jun's arms, and they were standing on the back of a dragon, with Xiang Yu and Yuan Hong in front of her resisting the strong wind.

She was stunned.

It's like she's still alive in a dream, and she's in Qin Jun's arms?

At this moment, the wind and waves suddenly stopped, and the figure of the Sword Lord appeared. He stood in the distance without any loss, and the seven swords behind him were still floating in fan shape.

This scene made Qin Jun, Xiang Yu and Houyi frown.

"It seems that the Sword Lord is stronger than I thought." Qin Jun thought to himself.

"Even if this person has not surpassed the Great Immortal of Daluo, he is still a perfect existence among the Great Immortal of Daluo." Ji Yongsheng analyzed in Qin Jun's mind.

No wonder!

Qin Jun suddenly realized that he was not very shocked. From the first sight of the sword master, this guy looked invincible.

He even heard that when he entered Youwang City, the Sword Lord and the Demon Emperor had confronted each other, but neither side had any action, but judging from the situation, neither of them lost to each other.

"Tsk tsk, weren't you crazy just now?"

Qin Jun sneered and mocked Sima Mengmo for overestimating his abilities.

At this moment, Sima Mengmo, his right shoulder and right arm had disappeared, and wisps of burnt smoke drifted from the wound. He was the Ghost King, without flesh and blood, but it still hurts very much. Houyi's arrows could hurt his soul, which made him very scared.

Faced with Qin Jun's ridicule, Sima Mengmo gritted his teeth, but did not dare to speak loudly.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the flaming giant arrow, and could have noticed where the other party was. If he knew the arrow Houyi was shooting million miles away, he would have been frightened.

"Get out!"

Xiang Yu snorted coldly, staring at Sima Mengmo as if he was watching the weak, almost making Sima Mengmo's demonic aura explode.

You, a guy from Daluo to the early stage of the fairyland, dare you to mock me?
Chapter completed!