He is in the Nascent Soul Realm of the fifth level, and I am in the Ruoxu Realm of the seventh level.
Qin Youyang murmured to himself: "There is a difference of two realms. Even if Taojun Tianyan was in Nascent Soul realm, it would be impossible to hurt a great cultivator in Ruoxu realm. How could he really think that he is an immortal?" Descend to earth,”
He had excellent eyesight and could see Chen Zhe's figure from a distance.
The breeze touches my body, but the sword's intent is still there.
Qin Youyang has been practicing for decades and has an instinctive reaction to danger. His subconscious tells him: Chen Zhe's sword is unstoppable.
However, cultivators have arrogance in their nature. Qin Youyang retreated about 200 meters. A great cultivator was forced to retreat by a young boy. He suddenly felt embarrassed and said, "Is there nothing I can do about your near death sword?"
He made an understatement and gently flicked the sleeves of his wide Taoist robe to block it in front of him.
This breeze of sword energy was extremely weak, but when it encountered Qin Youyang's sleeves, it turned into a bone-chilling coldness, revealing its sharp edge.
A "hiss" sound.
Half of the sleeve of the purple-red robe was cut off by the sword energy, and when the wind blew, it floated into the air.
"so smart,"
Qin Youyang's expression changed, and he took a step back, which was the trick of shrinking the ground to an inch. One step was a hundred meters, and he took three steps back.
This time, he didn't dare to push too far. When he retreated, he waved his fingers continuously, spreading his true energy in front of him and consuming the opponent's sword intent. Unfortunately, although Chen Zhe's sword was weak, it was invincible...
The energy hit his face, and it seemed that the sword's intention was still there. It looked very weak at first, but now it has grown stronger, like a spark of fire igniting the prairie fire. Qin Youyang blocked it casually, feeling a stinging pain on his fingertips, and suddenly retracted it. Take two steps back.
At a distance of seven hundred meters, he looked at Chen Zhe from a distance, and fear began to rise in his heart.
Tick.
Qin Youyang lowered his head and saw that there was a small wound on his finger. It was not deep, and a drop of blood seeped out.
"This boy...has realized the art of swordsmanship,"
Qin Chuan beside him groaned in pain: "Dad, please save me,"
Qin Youyang didn't look at him and took three steps back. He was a thousand meters away. With his eyesight, he couldn't see Chen Zhe's face clearly, but he could still feel the sword energy. Among the rice, Qin Youyang waved his fingers continuously, finally making Chen Zhe's weak sword energy fade away.
Looking back, one of Qin Chuan's hands was covered with a layer of transparent ice crystals, shining dazzlingly in the sunlight.
Qin Youyang suddenly realized: "The real energy of his sword has been exhausted, but the sword intention is overwhelming. The sword intention alone can hurt people...I see, if it is the sword intention, of course I can block it. This sword intention Lian Mian, I couldn't stop him, he hurt Chuan'er in front of me, this... this is simply the method of the swordsman,"
One of Qin Chuan's hands was almost useless. He took a Liuyang Snow Melting Pill and gradually melted it with the Red Yang True Essence. This feeling of ice and fire made him miserable.
This sword actually made Qin Youyang feel a little afraid, but the great cultivator had an extraordinary ambition after all. He pulled his son Qin Chuan: "Let's go and see that kid again."
"But..." Qin Chuan's cultivation is not as good as his father's, and his will is not firm enough to drive away fear like Qin Youyang.
"Idiot," Qin Youyang said, grabbing his son: "He just broke through the distraction period, and with the improvement of his realm, he used that sword with shocking power. After using this sword, he has already exhausted his energy. Yes, this son must be eliminated, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Qin Chuan was still scared, but he couldn't help Qin Youyang's pull, and couldn't help being dragged forward by him.
With Qin Youyang's cultivation level, a thousand meters passed by in an instant, and he frowned while standing there.
Someone has already arrived first.
As expected, Chen Zhe was already on the verge of collapse. He was being helped to sit on the ground. The person holding him up was a girl with bright eyes and white teeth. Her eyes were clear and frightening.
He Yan supported Chen Zhe with an expressionless face, brought a red pill to his mouth, crushed it gently, and the red liquid inside flowed into Chen Zhe's mouth.
The elixir didn't taste very good. It was spicy, salty, sour and astringent. The weak Chen Zhe frowned and was about to move his mouth...
"Don't vomit, keep the potion in your mouth for a moment, and then swallow it," He Yan said coldly.
If she wanted to kill herself, she wouldn't even need a magic weapon. She could just crush her heart with a gentle palm, without the hassle of poison. Chen Zhe didn't believe that He Yan had good intentions, but he also knew that He Yan didn't want to kill her.
Doing what He Yan said, He Yan turned around and glanced at Qin Youyang: "He Yan has met senior Qin Youyang, so you are polite."
He Yan was a junior, but she didn't bother to salute. She said hello verbally, then turned around and helped Chen Zhe up.
Qin Youyang was unhappy: "Wait a minute,"
"Senior, something is wrong," He Yan stopped and didn't look back.
Qin Youyang sneered and pointed at Chen Zhe: "You can leave, but leave this person behind."
"I'm sorry, senior, this man is acquainted with me and is of great use to me. I can't leave him to you," He Yan said coldly.
Qin Youyang looked up to the sky and sneered: "Your master and I are on equal terms. How dare you, a junior, be so rude and leave this person behind, otherwise I will teach you a lesson on your master's behalf."
He Yan stayed behind and slowly took out the Luoying Sword: "Senior, you are putting your own face on the line. My master has never said that I know you, and it is impossible to talk about friendship between peers. As for teaching me on behalf of my master... We at Guanxin Tower have always been on our own and don’t need the intervention of other sects.”
Being snatched away by He Yan, Qin Youyang's face became even colder and his aura showed off: "Put the person down."
He Yan remained silent, her hand already clenched on the hilt of Luoying's sword, and she slowly tightened it. The air was filled with the smell of murder.
The Luoying Sword Qi had spread all over the surroundings at some point, and they were competing with Qin Youyang in terms of momentum. However, unlike Chen Zhe, Qin Youyang's momentum did not take much advantage at all. Not only did He Yan not fall behind, , but also took the opportunity to counterattack: "Senior, if you want to bully the small, you are looking for the wrong person,"
"You... actually broke through the Ruoxu Realm of the seventh heaven," Qin Youyang was surprised. How old is He Yan? She is only in her early twenties. She has become a great cultivator at such a young age. What will happen next? Awesome, Ying Jie, Ascension, Golden Immortal.
At this moment, Qin Youyang realized that he was already old. He had been cultivating for more than thirty years and entered Ruoxu. But now there are many talented young people in the cultivation world. When he saw Chen Zhe just now, he felt very threatened. Why? Yan is simply a pervert.
Qin Youyang unfolded his spiritual consciousness and used the same method to deal with Chen Zhe to deal with He Yan. He used his aura to lock her position so that she could not step out of this range. At the same time, he was ready to go. Once he took action, it would definitely be a thunderous offensive.
"Farewell, senior,"
He Yan took one step forward and ignored Qin Youyang's blockade. She was already a hundred meters away. After taking a few more steps, she turned into a small shadow...
"Dad, why didn't you stop her? What if Chen Zhe was rescued by him?" Qin Chuan looked at Qin Youyang anxiously.
Qin Youyang glared at him: "Let's go back to Tianxin Pavilion with me. It's not appropriate to cause trouble at this time."
He didn't tell his son that he didn't stop He Yan because he felt unsure...
When Chen Zhe woke up, he was in bed, not his own bed.
The sheets were new, the quilt cover was new, and the pillow cover was new. When he opened his eyes, there was no one around.
This is where.
Chen Zhe turned his neck and sniffed the smell in the air. It was a very light aroma. It was not the smell of Jiang Xiaoqiao's pleasant perfume, nor the smell of shampoo on Shen Rongrong's hair. The girlish body fragrance on Qin Xin's body.
This fragrance is very...very elegant. It smells refreshing and refreshing, with a refreshing and refined feeling.
In Chen Zhe's mind, He Yan's clear, beautiful, but always cold eyes appeared.
When he first opened his eyes, he felt like he couldn't move. His strength gradually returned, increasing by a few points every second. After about five minutes, Chen Zhe jumped out of bed.
The sky was dark with low clouds, which was a bit depressing. The wind was blowing on my body, making me feel cool and wet. It looked like it was going to rain.
This is a small independent courtyard in the countryside. The house is very empty, with a few simple furniture, but it is spotless. There is a clean asphalt road outside the door. It seems that whenever something involves He Yan, there will always be this kind of non-human fireworks. the taste of.
He Yan was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, and sat down with her back to Chen Zhe. Her shoulders were slender and weak, and her waist was even more delicate. At this moment, Chen Zhe had an illusion: a married man had just gotten up, and the newly married The beautiful wife is sitting leisurely next to her...
The red Luoying Sword beside her reminds Chen Zhe of this girl's identity.
He sighed slightly: Although she is a very weak girl, she always gives Chen Zhe an unfathomable and terrifying feeling.
Chen Zhe sat down not far from her and asked her: "Why did you save me?"
"No reason," He Yan said softly.
Chen Zhe smiled slightly. He Yan, a girl, was very purposeful in what she said and did. She risked offending Tianxin Pavilion to save herself. It was definitely not without purpose. She was probably still doing it for Taoist Master Tianyan's Nine Heavens Method.
He Yan's back was turned to him, and Chen Zhe felt a little regretful that he couldn't see those cold moon-like eyes.
"I think it's not bad to be your enemy rather than your friend," He Yan said slowly with her back to him.
Chen Zhe grinned: "Really?"
I can never tell what He Yan is thinking, and Chen Zhe is very afraid of being betrayed by her as her friend.
He Yan fiddled with a grass under her feet: "I know you don't believe it, it doesn't matter. When you and Qin Youyang and his son were fighting, I had been watching the fire from the other side, but seeing that your sword was very artistic, I saved it. Believe it or not, that's it,"
"It's going to rain," Chen Zhe didn't understand what He Yan meant. He looked up at the sky and murmured to himself in a low voice.
He Yan picked up the Luoying Sword beside her and placed it across her knees, gently rubbing it: "If you want to save Qin Xin, I advise you not to die. If you don't save her, she will be fine. If you save her, it will be useless. But you will die,"
"What," Chen Zhe asked her.
He Yan seemed to be smiling, smiling proudly, as if seeing Qin Xin's misfortune made her happy: "Qin Youyang wants to kill Qin Xin, Qin Chuan doesn't want to kill her, Qin Youyang's doting on this son is known to the whole world. ...So, she can't die,"
It seems reasonable, but Qin Xin cannot be allowed to be captured no matter what.
Qin Chuan is not kind to her...
Chen Zhe smiled and said, "What suggestions do you have?"
He Yan stood up, and Chen Zhe looked at her butt specifically to see that there was no dust on it.
He looked sideways at his butt, which was covered with dust.