"This sword is so beautiful!" Several little monsters were clamoring at the stone table on Xukun Cliff, and were amazed around the Soul-Devouring Sword. Han Tian sat quietly aside, and the Soul-Devouring Sword was secretly shining its sharp edge, and gently let several little monsters fiddling with it.

"Yes, the first time I saw a shining sword." Xiao Qi said in surprise. "It's so amazing!"

Yu'er nodded in agreement. "Well, even Sister Xueyan's sword used by the immortal family won't shine."

"What are you talking about? It's so lively." Yang Liu carried a basket of fruits. As soon as he approached Xukun Cliff, he saw a group of little demons playing around here.

"Sister Liu, you are here just right, look! The sword that Brother Han Tian brought will shine." Seeing Yang Liu coming, a group of little monsters gave up their seats, and Yang Liu sat down.

"This sword must be very famous, right?" Yang Liu had seen the world and knew that this was not an ordinary sword. "It should be an ancient artifact."

"Ancient artifact? Which one is better, this glowing sword or Sister Xueyan's Poxue sword?" Yu'er asked thoughtfully.

"I think it should be Sister Xueyan's sword that is more powerful, because it was brought from heaven and the weapon used by the immortals." A little demon rushed to answer.

"But Sister Xueyan's sword will not shine." Another little demon said in contemplation.

"It's just good to glow, it's not necessarily amazing! Sister Xueyan's sword tentacles are cold, like ice. We little demons who are in small Taoism can't even take it. It's this sword that can touch it freely and don't freeze your hands."

"But my sister's sword cannot shine, nor is it an ancient artifact. It should not be as powerful as this sword!"

A few little monsters, they were making noises every word, and they were both determined and refused to give in.

Xiao Qi interrupted their quarrel and suggested, "There is no accurate result if we continue to fight like this. Why don't we call Sister Xueyan over? Will we know which sword is more powerful?"

"Okay, okay." A group of little monsters applauded and agreed with her suggestions.

"Who is going to call her?" asked a little demon.

"I'll go."

"I'll go, too."

As he said that, Xiaoqi and a few little demons jumped to Feixue Pavilion.

"Sister Xueyan, Brother Hantian brought a very beautiful sword. Let's go and have a look." As soon as Xiaoqi entered the door, he asked Xueyan to see the sword.

"Yes, that sword will shine, the ice-blue light is so beautiful!" a little demon responded.

"I wonder which is better, it or Poxue Sword, is it." Xiao Qi said quietly.

Xueyan trimmed the branches in the vase in front of the window, turned around and coaxed, "I'm busy with you guys, go and have fun, be good!"

"No, let's go together." Several little demons pulled Xueyan's sleeves and acted coquettishly.

Xueyan was simply afraid of meeting Hantian, but she didn't know what she was afraid of. She vaguely wanted to see him, and her heart couldn't help but think about him.

Unable to withstand the soft and hard beatings of Xiao Qi and the little fairies, they were dragged out of Feixue Pavilion. Seeing them persisting like this, they had to compromise. Several little monsters pulled Xueyan, who was reluctant to go to Xukun Cliff.

When he saw the Soul-Devouring Sword, Xueyan was also secretly amazed that there was such a beautiful sword, which fluorescently shining with ice blue light, just like Han Tian’s eyes, shining with unique magic.

Such shining swords are ancient artifacts and are extremely rare. Xueyan is extremely rare in heaven. Even those high-ranking gods and immortals rarely have such beautiful swords.

Xueyan remembers that the master once said that weapons that can exude light have been tempered by years and condensed by nature, so that the sword body can be transparent and radiant. This weapon itself is a spirituality and has a certain lethality.

This is not a power comparable to an ordinary fairy sword, so it is not something that anyone can control. Such a sword is spiritual, can be the same as his master's will and exerts great power.

Seeing such a rare weapon, Xueyan couldn't help but walk over and pull it out to take a closer look. The sword was icy blue all over, and it was no different from an ordinary sword except for the cold light. It was not like Xueyan's Po Xue Sword, which was made of an ice soul extracted from the Ice Snow Peak. It was silver-white all over and the tentacles were biting cold. Xueyan had practiced the ice and snow spirit technique and was already used to the cold. If an ordinary person could not hold the hilt of the sword for a long time and sway freely.

"Sister Xueyan, which is better, this sword or the Poxue Sword." Looking at Xueyan was also a little surprised. I guess this flashing sword was really a magical weapon. A little demon asked anxiously.

"Yes, yes. Such a beautiful sword must be very powerful." Xiao Qi responded.

Xueyan put the Poxue Sword on the stone table, carried the Soul-Devouring to the open space in front, waved her hand, and instantly the ice-blue light penetrated the world, and the sharp sword energy spread everywhere, cutting through the sky with great courage.

Xueyan was secretly shocked. She just wanted to try the feel and did not use her own spiritual power. The sword energy was so powerful that it was really a rare magic weapon. However, such ancient artifacts were spiritual and should not be used by anyone. Anyone could use this sword, which shows that it did not recognize its owner.

How could such a magic weapon have no master? Xueyan was secretly confused and looked at the sword carefully.

The sword was filled with cold light, as if it was shocked by something. It was always restrained by the sword energy, like a well-behaved pet, and there was no slightest resistance to the person who used it.

Xueyan put away her doubts, returned the sword to the sheath, and praised softly. "Good sword."

"Then which one is better, is it or Poxue Sword?" A little demon asked relentlessly, and the other little demons also looked at Xueyan with their eyes fixedly, waiting for Xueyan's answer.

"It's all right. Of course, this sword is powerful." Xueyan said, pointing to the ice blue sword.

Just as he waved it casually, the sharp sword energy could hurt people invisibly. Xueyan clearly felt that compared with Soul Devouring, Xueyan's Soul Sword, which is regarded as a treasure, is like a toy.

"How could it be? Sister Xueyan just played around with it and didn't really fight with it. This conclusion is unfair!" A little demon said dissatisfied.

"Brother Hantian, do you think Sister Xueyan's sword is more powerful?" A little demon refused to give in and turned to Hantian as his helper.

Han Tian nodded, smiling without saying a word.

"Sister, look, Brother Hantian said that your sword is even more powerful!"

Xueyan was speechless for a moment, and wanted to quickly dispel these curious children, so she smiled and said, "You don't know anything, but not all the swords will shine!"

"But, I think the Poxue Sword is still powerful. After all, it is used by the immortals." Yu'er retorted.

"I also think Sister Xueyan's sword should be more powerful!"

A group of little monsters were chattering and arguing, and Xueyan didn't know how to explain.

"Why would you like to see if that sword is more powerful? You can tell at a try!" Xiao Qi suggested.

"Okay, okay." A group of little monsters applauded happily.

Xueyan was a little embarrassed, Yang Liu smiled and patted Xueyan on the shoulder. "It's rare that they are so interested, so let's have fun with them."

"Try it, give it a try." A group of little demons begged.

"Okay." Xueyan couldn't persuade them, so she picked up the ice-blue sword and handed it to Yang Liu, pulled out the Poxue sword himself, and the two walked to the open space in front.

"Sister, be careful." Yang Liu waved his sword.

Xueyan took a step back, dodged sideways, and stabbed her with her backhand. Yang Liu easily avoided her. A group of little monsters looked at them excitedly, cheering from time to time.

"I always thought that Sister Xueyan's Poxue Sword was brought from heaven and should be the most powerful weapon in the world. I didn't expect Brother Han Tian's sword to be better." A little demon said quietly.

The other little demon continued: "With Brother Hantian here, we are not afraid that the snake demon will come to bully us."

"Yes, I will learn magic from Brother Hantian in the future."

"So too." A group of little monsters, talking and chatting happily around the silent Hantian.

Xueyan's sword was only an inch away from Yang Liu's eyebrows. Yang Liu calmly resisted the sword's edge that was stabbing towards him, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Han Tian's eyes changed, and the ice-blue sword suddenly stabbed over by itself. Yang Liu was still surprised. The sudden sword Xueyan could not dodge at all, and the sword blade wiped a sword mark on Xueyan's left arm.

"Ah." Yang Liu exclaimed, his hand trembled, and the ice-blue sword fell to the ground, losing its light in an instant, becoming dull.

"I didn't mean it, it just flew over by itself!" Yang Liu explained at a loss, and hurried over with a group of little monsters to check Xueyan's injuries. Xueyan bandaged the wound with a piece of gauze.

"It's okay, it's just a very shallow skin injury, nothing serious."

Everyone's eyes were on Xueyan, and no one noticed that Han Tian was sitting there with sad expression, and his ice-blue eyes were a little painful. He knew that Xueyan would be fine, and he just used the soul to eat a little blood from Xueyan, but what he didn't expect was that Xueyan was really the most kind spirit, the most kind spirit who was born with him and escaped by chance by the demon world.

The truth is often cruel, but the truth is the truth, and you can only accept it!

That night, Han Tian sat alone in Zuizhuxuan, feeling sad. Feng Simo and Qu Zongmei knelt on the ground, begging Han Tian to kill Xueyan.

"The true spirit of the Supreme Benefit has been found, the child who should die at birth."

Qu Zongmei bowed her head and sincerely advised. "She is the natural enemy of the Demon Realm. Even if His Highness does not kill her, the entire Demon Realm will not tolerate her existence."

"I am all thinking about Your Highness, please think twice." Feng Simo advised. "Now the Demon King has already surrendered. The entire Demon Realm is yours. You don't want any snow demon you want. Why should you fall in love with her alone?"

"Princess Leng Yue and Your Highness have always been childhood sweethearts and have always cared about Your Highness. She is the one that Your Highness should care about."

"Your Majesty the Demon God is still waiting for Your Highness's answer." Qu Zongmei saluted repeatedly. "Your Highness should stop being emotional, she cannot coexist with Your Highness!"

The two of them begged earnestly, Han Tian sat there without saying a word, as if he had not heard what they were saying, but was just immersed in his own sorrow.

"You go back and tell the demon god that I will give him an explanation." Han Tian was silent for a long time, waved his hand, got up and walked into the bamboo forest, and walked towards Feixue Pavilion.

Feng Simo and Qu Zongmei stared at him in a daze, and felt relieved in their hearts.

Xueyan, no matter how much the two people they love, they cannot defeat the fate of others, and we are destined to be irreconcilable!

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