The sound of footsteps sounded. Qin Xuanhe Jian's steps were steady, his expression was resolute, there was no fear at all, and there was a monstrous fighting spirit flowing in his body, and his momentum was soaring to the sky.
The crowd looked at the two figures walking out, and their expressions couldn't help but stagnate. The two people's cultivation levels were not high, and they were even insignificant in front of Fan Ye, the eighth level of King Yuan. Where did they get the courage to stand up and fight with Fan Ye?
Ye confrontation?
Fan Ye just glanced at the two of them casually and said indifferently: "You guys, pay for Van Gogh's life."
A terrifying flame burst out, a rumble was heard, and two extremely huge flame handprints were seen grabbing towards Qin Xuan and the sword. The void seemed to be grasped, it was extremely terrifying.
In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to be colored by the color of flames, turning into a red light. The dazzling flames made everyone unable to open their eyes, and their eyes felt stinging.
The crowd watching this scene couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble, and their eyes were fixed on Qin Xuan and Jian.
Fan Ye's fire rules are far beyond comparison with Van Gogh's, and this attack contains extremely powerful fire rules, which is so terrifying that I wonder if they can resist it.
"呲呲......"
An extremely fierce sword intent roared out from the sword, soaring straight into the sky. A figure in black shot out, enveloping the endless terrifying will of the sword, as if it was no longer a person, but a sword.
A sword that slays the sky, this sword, slays the sky.
"Kill." A cold shout sounded, and a bright sword's brilliance bloomed from the void, tearing apart the space.
I saw the brilliant light of the sword appearing in front of the flame hand seal, and the terrifying true energy force slanted out crazily, desperately blending into the heaven-slaying sword to destroy the hand seal.
The sword light cut through the sky and the earth, the light was cold for nine days, and a terrifying crack appeared in the void. It was so ferocious that everyone felt a chill of ice flowing through their hearts, and their hair was horrified. This man's sword intention was so terrifying, as if
It can affect people's will, make people feel the same, and feel the killing intent contained in the sword.
What a terrible understanding!
"Jian Chi's sword skills are stronger than before. If his cultivation level were stronger, he might be even more terrifying." A voice rang in the hearts of many people, but this was only if, there was a huge gap in cultivation level, even if
No matter how strong your talent is, you can't even it out.
There seemed to be a popping sound, and the sword light slashed down, cutting through the flame handprints. The sharp sword's rules wanted to destroy everything, but Fan Ye just sneered, waved his palm lightly, and suddenly the flames surged.
, actually annihilated the sword light bit by bit.
"Get lost." A cold shout came out of Fan Ye's mouth, and then a terrifying wave of flames hit the sword, sending it flying thousands of meters away.
Blood spilled out in the space, and the violent flames crushed through it, directly evaporating the blood.
With one blow, Fan Ye sent the sword flying with just one blow. From the beginning to the end, he didn't move even half a minute.
Fan Ye stood calmly on the spot, with a look of disdain in his eyes. The flame essence flowed through his body, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in flames. He looked more majestic and noble, like a flame lord, unparalleled in the world.
"Sword." Xuanyuan Potian's expression changed drastically, and his body shot out, spanning the endless space in an instant. He stretched out his hand to catch the falling figure of the sword, but his arm trembled suddenly, as if he was hit by a huge force.
Average.
Xuanyuan Potian's physical body is so powerful, but it is still shaken by the power contained in the sword's body. Moreover, that power has dissipated a lot and is not as strong as it was at the beginning. One can imagine how terrifying the power the sword can bear alone is.
Being able to survive this attack is a close call!
Looking at the pale face in his arms, which was trembling slightly all the time, with traces of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, the anger and murderous intent in Xuanyuan Potian's eyes became even more intense.
In the Great Brahma Dynasty, Fan Ye, Xuanyuan Potian, remembered it!
"It's okay, I can still live." A weak voice came from the mouth of the sword.
Xuanyuan Potian's expression was shocked, and Jian's lips moved, as if he could squeeze out a smile. However, he failed to do it after all. It was quite difficult for him to even smile now.
"Believe me, I will avenge you." Xuanyuan Potian said solemnly, with a terrifying cold light surging in his eyes.
If Fan Ye dares to hurt his brother, he will pay back a hundred times. If the Dafan Dynasty dares to stop him, he will be destroyed together!
"You're still alive after being hit by my fire rules. Although you only used 50% of your power, it's already pretty good. In this case, I'll let you live."
Fan Ye looked at the two figures in the distance and chuckled, then his eyes fell on Qin Xuan, his brows raised, and he said: "It's your turn now."
Qin Xuan did not look back at the sword, but kept his eyes on Fan Ye. At this moment, the idea in his heart had changed. It was no longer how to fight against Fan Ye, but how to kill him.
Qin Xuan's heart was really filled with murderous intent!
Originally Qin Xuan didn't want to expose his trump card in the eyes of so many people, but Fan Ye had already violated his bottom line, almost killed his brother, and now wanted his life, so he had to let go of some worries first
.
Qin Xuan is not a meddlesome person, but he is never afraid of trouble. If people respect him, he will treat them politely. If people want to kill him, he will kill them even if they go to the ends of the world, nine heavens and ten places!
"Brother Feng, what is the maximum level of power that Tianwei Sword can provide?" Qin Xuan thought. He and Tianwei Sword were spiritually connected, and Feng Qing was the sword soul of Tianwei Sword, so he could naturally know what Qin Xuan was thinking.
"What level of power do you want?" Feng Qing did not answer Qin Xuan's question directly, but asked instead.
"The power to kill him." Qin Xuan said coldly. Although his own strength was not enough to shake Fan Ye, it would be another matter if he relied on external force.
Feng Qing was silent for a moment, of course he knew who Qin Xuan was referring to, and couldn't help but remind him: "You have to know that once you use the power of the Tianwei Sword, it will immediately attract the attention of some people. By then,
The dangers you face will be more complex and more terrifying."
"I will be measured, Fan Ye, must die."
Qin Xuan said in a hoarse voice, with strong obsession in his eyes. Endless chill and murderous intent roared around him, and the space trembled. Today, he will kill Fan Ye.
"Okay, just use Tianqi directly, it will give you the power you want."
As if feeling Qin Xuan's determination, Feng Qing did not offer any more words to persuade him. He had also been crazy before, even more desperate than Qin Xuan. He knew that sometimes reason could not solve problems, and only killing could relieve the pain in his heart.
Qin Xuan slowly raised his head, and a cold light flashed through his eyes. At this time, Qin Xuan's eyes were like bright stars in the night sky, but they seemed a little cold, and murderous intent was spreading.
As if he saw the strange look in Qin Xuan's eyes, Fan Ye frowned, and then relaxed his brows. So what if he didn't accept it, this person was weaker than the previous one, and he would definitely die.
"It's a pity that at the third level of King Yuan, no miracles will happen."
Sighs rang out from the crowd. It was a miracle that the sword could resist death before, but miracles do not happen randomly. The sword has a profound knowledge of the sword and a very strong body, so he can barely survive.
In their opinion, Qin Xuan's strength is definitely not as strong as the sword, both in terms of cultivation and physical body.
"Prepare to repent." Qin Xuan uttered an indifferent voice, raised his palm slightly, and a ray of light shone in the sky. It was a golden long sword, emitting extremely strong fluctuations, and the crowd's eyes were fixed there.
Everyone stared at the golden long sword, their heartbeats couldn't help but beat faster. At this moment, they felt that countless sword energy shot out from the long sword, penetrating the sky and the earth, and all they could see were endless sword shadows.
, the breath was sharp, and they were all killing him, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
At this time, the figures in the void became restless, and their expressions changed. They felt faintly threatened by this aura. This sword was very extraordinary!
"It is impossible for a high-grade spiritual weapon to have such an aura. Could it be..." Feng Tianyi flashed a look of shock, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.
The magic weapon is used by Yuanfu realm warriors, the spiritual weapon is used by King Yuan, and above the spiritual weapon is the imperial weapon!
The golden sword in the hands of this young man in white is actually a royal weapon!
"Imperial weapon!" There was also a hint of shock in Fan Ye's eyes. Even though he was the eldest prince of the Great Brahma Dynasty, he only had one imperial weapon. But this man, like an ant, already owned an imperial weapon.
This made him feel a little jealous.
Then a bit of greed flashed in his eyes. This person's cultivation level was so low, and the imperial weapon in his hands would be plundered by others sooner or later, so it would be better to give it to himself.
"I have changed my mind. Give me the sword in your hand and I will spare your life."
Fan Ye suddenly showed a smile and spoke to Qin Xuan, his expression was extremely sincere, without mentioning that he had repeatedly wanted Qin Xuan to die.
However, Qin Xuan had long seen through Fan Ye's ugly face. In his opinion, this smile was really disgusting.
"I didn't expect that Fan Ye would be so shameless. He wanted his life just now. When he saw the imperial weapon, he immediately changed his attention. I was afraid that if the man handed over the imperial weapon, he would still die." Someone whispered, having already seen through Fan Ye's truth.
intention.
"Haha, a dignified prince from the Brahma Dynasty can actually say such shameless words. It's really embarrassing."
A mocking voice came from the void. Everyone followed the voice and looked up into the void. They saw a man in green shirt standing there with his hands behind his hands. His eyes fell on Fan Ye, with a faint smile of disdain on the corner of his mouth.
This person is none other than Huo Ze.
Qin Xuan also looked at Huo Ze, and a hint of deep meaning flashed through his eyes. He did not know this person, but this person's words were to stand up for him, which surprised him.
Moreover, judging from this person's tone, it seems that he is not afraid of Fan Ye, and he seems to be a disciple from a powerful force.
"Who are you? It is not the turn of outsiders to dictate how we, the Great Brahma Dynasty, act." Fan Ye turned his eyes, landed on Huo Ze, and said coldly.
"Nine Heavens Divine Sword Palace, Huo Ze." Huo Ze said calmly, then glanced at Fan Ye again and said, "I wonder if this status makes me qualified to speak?"
"Nine Heavens Divine Sword Palace." Qin Xuan repeated in his mind, but the doubts in his heart were still not eliminated. He had never heard of this power.
Fan Ye's expression froze, and he stared at Huo Ze, as if he wanted to see through him. This seemingly ordinary man actually came from the Nine Heavens Divine Sword Palace.
The Great Brahma Dynasty is quite powerful among the sect forces in the Nine Realms of Tianxuan, but it can only be regarded as average in front of the palace-level forces. The two are not on the same level.