Chapter 1,288 Beheading
The natal magic weapon, the alchemy furnace, was tightly held in the arms of the brown bear martial spirit, and it was impossible to pull it out for a while. Qin Guan had no choice but to give up his natal magic weapon and quickly flew back.
"Puff!"
However, his action was still a step slower. The majestic sword energy of the green long sword directly cut through the clothes on Qin Guan's chest, and then a sword mark appeared on Qin Guan's neck, and blood sprayed out from the sword mark on his neck.
"If you give up your natal magic weapon, you will have nowhere to escape. Die!"
Zhang Huai showed a grim smile at the corner of his mouth.
If Qin Guan had been holding his natal magic weapon, Zhang Huai might not be able to do anything to him in a short time, but now that Qin Guan had no natal magic weapon in his hand, Zhang Huai was absolutely confident that this blow could kill Qin Guan!
However, just as Zhang Huai was looking forward to the scene of Qin Guan being killed by the green long sword, he suddenly felt an extremely palpitating feeling from the bottom of his heart, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Although this palpitation came inexplicably, Zhang Huai had an inexplicable belief in it.
Because after experiencing countless battles, he had developed a sixth sense that was extremely sensitive to crisis!
And after repeated verification, this feeling was extremely accurate. Once the palpitation appeared, it meant that there would be great danger around him!
With his brows furrowed, Zhang Huai suddenly turned around, sensing something, and the next moment his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face changed suddenly.
He found that at some point, another Qin Guan appeared behind him without anyone noticing, and was only a few feet away from him!
However, what made Zhang Huai's face change suddenly was not the figure of another Qin Guan, but the ancient and mysterious green long sword in his hand!
Zhang Huai's life magic weapon was extremely powerful, but compared with the green long sword in Qin Guan's hand, it was like a fake meeting the original, and it was instantly eclipsed!
"It's the holy sword soul 'Qingcang Sword' of my Qingshan Sword Sect! You have indeed seen that old immortal in Qingshan and got his inheritance!"
Zhang Huai's eyes were filled with fiery eyes. As the right-hand man of Qingshan Sword Sect, he knew even more than Qin Guan how sacred and powerful the Qingcang Sword was!
"The Qingcang Sword Holy Soul of my Qingshan Sword Sect falling into your hands is simply a waste of precious treasures!"
Zhang Huai finally understood that his previous palpitations came entirely from the Qingcang Sword, the holy sword soul of their Qingshan Sword Sect!
"You are just a natal martial soul that can't even exert one percent of the power of the Qingcang Sword, and you want to use the Qingcang Sword to sneak attack me. How childish!"
Zhang Huai smiled coldly.
Even if Qin Guan himself was holding the Qingcang Sword, he was not afraid at all, not to mention that the one holding the Qingcang Sword was the clone of Qin Guan's innate martial spirit, whose strength was much weaker than Qin Guan himself, and it was impossible for him to pose any threat.
Qin Guan did not speak, but the Qingcang Sword in his hand turned into a green light and rushed forward like a green lightning.
At this moment, Qin Guan's aura suddenly surged, and the whole person was like a general holding a magic sword, and like a god who dominated everything, he suddenly stabbed the Qingcang Sword in his hand towards Zhang Huai.
"How could the aura of Qin Guan's innate martial spirit suddenly become so powerful!"
Zhang Huai felt more and more nervous. He thought of something and suddenly showed an incredible look on his face:
"It was not you who attacked me just now, but your innate martial spirit. The one attacking me now is the real you!"
"You understand now? Unfortunately, it's too late!"
Qin Guan sneered, and the Qingcang Divine Sword in his hand rushed to Zhang Huai, directly hitting Zhang Huai's neck!
"You are too slow, you can't hurt this right-hand man at all!"
Zhang Huai sneered, moved his feet, and prepared to retreat.
However, at this moment, Qin Guan, who was close to him, suddenly shot out a black light from his eyebrows.
The black light was so small that it was almost unpredictable. If it wasn't for the confidence to identify it, it couldn't even be seen by the naked eye!
But feeling the powerful aura of the black light, the smile on Zhang Huai's face froze instantly, and his thick chin couldn't help but tremble violently:
"God... Divine thoughts! How is this possible..."
Zhang Huai didn't dare to believe it at all. Qin Guan was only a third-level martial emperor. How could he have divine thoughts that even the supreme martial emperor didn't have!
The divine thoughts were as fast as lightning and rushed into Zhang Huai's eyebrows at an incredible speed!
Zhang Huai, who only took a half step back, had no time to resist. The divine thoughts Qin Guan had already shot into his sea of consciousness, and pierced through Zhang Huai's sea of consciousness like a rotten wood!
The moment the sea of consciousness was pierced, Zhang Huai's mind was blank and his eyes were blank!
"Puff!"
The Qingcang Divine Sword in Qin Guan's hand directly crossed the latter's neck when Zhang Huai was stunned, and a big head soared into the sky!
"Swoosh--"
With a flash of light, a more luxurious and huge black spaceship appeared where Qin Guan and Zhang Huai were fighting. Qing Zhichen, who was controlling the front of the spaceship, saw Zhang Huai's head being chopped off by Qin Guan at a glance, and his eyes almost burst into fire!
The woman in white standing behind Qing Zhichen also saw the scene of Zhang Huai being chopped off by Qin Guan. Her beautiful eyes suddenly showed an extremely shocked look, and she opened her red lips slightly, muttering to herself:
"He actually killed a powerful warrior of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor. I didn't expect him to be so powerful that it is incredible!"