Chapter 688

"Dong, Dong."

The sound of footsteps sounded. Qin Xuan and Jian walked steadily, looked resolute, and had no fear. They were full of fighting spirit and momentum.

The crowd looked at the two figures coming out and couldn't help looking sluggish. Neither of them had high accomplishments. They were even insignificant in front of Fan Ye on the eighth floor of the Yuan Dynasty. How did they have the courage to stand up against Fan Ye?

Fan Ye just glanced at them casually and said indifferently, "pay for Van Gogh's life."

A terrible flame rule erupted, and the rumbling sound came out. There were two incomparably huge flame fingerprints grasping Qin Xuan and Jian. The void seemed to be held, which was extremely terrible.

In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to be rendered by the color of fire and turned into a piece of red light. People exposed by the dazzling flame could not open their eyes, and their eyes felt tingling.

The onlookers looked at this scene, their hearts trembled, and their eyes stared at Qin Xuan and Jian tightly.

Fan Ye's fire rules are far from comparable to those of Van Gogh. This blow contains a strong force of fire rules. It's extremely terrible. I don't know whether they can resist it.

"Yiyi..."

A fierce sword spirit roared out of the sword and rushed into the sky. A figure in Black shot out violently, threatening the will of endless and terrible sword. It seemed that it was no longer a person, but a sword, a sword of killing heaven. This sword, killing heaven.

"Kill." A cold cry sounded, and a bright sword burst out of the void and tore the space.

The brilliance of the sword appeared before the flame handprint, and the terrible Zhenyuan force leaned out crazily. Desperate, they all integrated into the sword of killing heaven to kill the handprint.

The sword light cuts through the heaven and earth, and the light is cold for nine days. There is a terrible crack in the void, which is extremely ferocious. It makes people feel that a cold meaning flows through their hearts. It is creepy. This person's sword intention is so terrible that it seems to affect people's will, make people feel empathy and feel the killing intention contained in the sword.

What a terrible understanding!

"Jianchi's Kendo attainments are stronger than before. If his cultivation is stronger, it may be more terrible." There is a voice in many people's hearts, but this is only if there is a huge cultivation gap, even the strongest talent can't be leveled.

There seemed to be a popping sound. The sword light chopped down and cut through the flame fingerprints. The sharp rules of the sword wanted to destroy everything. However, Fan Ye just sneered, waved his palm gently, and suddenly the flame soared, obliterating the sword light a little.

"Get out." A cold drink came out of Fan Ye's mouth, and then a terrible flame bombarded the sword and directly blew the sword several kilometers away.

There is blood spilled in the space, which is crushed by the violent flame and evaporated directly.

With one blow, Fan Ye only used one blow and blew the sword out. From beginning to end, he didn't move half a minute.

Fan Ye stood still with a calm look, and his eyes showed a look of arrogance. The true yuan of flame flowed on his body, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in the flame, which made him more dignified and noble, just like a flame venerable, unparalleled in the world.

"Sword." Xuanyuan broke the sky, his face changed greatly, and his body burst out. For a moment, he stretched out his hand to catch the falling figure of the sword, but his arm trembled suddenly, as if he had been hit by a great force.

Xuanyuan's body is so strong, but he is still shaken by the power contained in the sword body. Moreover, the power has dissipated a lot and is not as strong as it began. It can be imagined how terrible the power borne by the sword alone.

It's a narrow escape to survive this blow!

Looking at the pale face in his arms, he had been trembling slightly, and there were traces of blood on the corners of his mouth. The anger and killing intention in Xuanyuan's broken eyes became more and more intense.

Great Vatican Dynasty, Fan Ye, he Xuanyuan breaks the sky, write it down!

"It's all right. I can live." A faint voice came from the mouth of the sword.

Xuanyuan broke the sky and was shocked. His lips moved, as if to squeeze out a smile. However, he didn't do it after all. Now it's quite difficult for him to even smile.

"Trust me, I will avenge you." Xuanyuan broke the sky with a solemn look, and there was a terrible surge of cold in his eyes.

If Vatican Ye dares to hurt his brother, he will pay back a hundred times. If the great Vatican Dynasty dares to stop it, it will be destroyed together!

"Being hit by my fire rules, you can still live. Although it takes only 50% of the power, it's very good. In that case, let you live."

Fan Ye looked at the two figures in the distance and said with a smile. Then his eyes fell on Qin Xuan again. He raised his eyebrows and said, "now it's your turn."

Qin Xuan didn't look back at the sword. His eyes were always on Fan Ye. At the moment, his mind had changed. It was no longer how to fight Fan Ye, but how to kill him.

Qin Xuan's heart is really killing!

Originally, Qin Xuan didn't want to expose his cards under the eyes of so many people. However, Fan Ye has violated his bottom line and almost killed his brother. Now he also wants his life, so some scruples have to be put down first.

Qin Xuan is not a good person, but he is not afraid of things. If people respect him, he will treat him politely. If people want to kill him, he will kill him even at the ends of the earth, nine days and ten places!

"Brother Feng, what level of power can Tianqi sword provide at most?" Qin Xuan's mind moved. He was connected with Tianqi sword, and Feng Qing was the soul of Tianqi sword. Naturally, he could know what Qin Xuan thought.

"What realm of power do you want?" Feng Qing didn't answer Qin Xuan's question directly, but asked a rhetorical question.

"The power to kill him." Qin Xuan said coldly that 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. Of course, he knew who Qin Xuan was referring to. He couldn't help reminding: "you know, once you use the power of Tianqi sword, it will immediately attract the attention of some people. At that time, the danger you face will be more complex and terrible."

"I will be measured, Fan Ye. I must die."

Qin Xuan's voice was a little hoarse. His eyes were full of strong obsession, endless cold and killing intention. His whole body roared and the space trembled. Today, he will kill Fan Ye.

"Well, you can use heaven cry directly. It will give you the strength you want."

As if he felt Qin Xuan's determination, Feng Qing didn't give any more advice. He was crazy and even more desperate than Qin Xuan. He knew that sometimes reason couldn't solve the problem, so he had to kill Killing can relieve the pain in your 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 cold and murderous.

As if he saw the strange look in Qin Xuan's eyes, Fan Ye frowned and then stretched out. What if he didn't accept it? His strength is weaker than that of the previous man and he will die.

"It's a pity that there won't be any miracle."

Sighs rang out in the crowd. It was a miracle that the sword could resist death before. However, miracles would not happen at will. The sword has great attainments in Kendo and has a strong body, so it can barely survive.

In their opinion, Qin Xuan's strength is by no means as strong as that of the sword. Whether it's cultivation or physical body, it's far from enough.

"You are ready to repent." Qin Xuan uttered a voice of indifference in his mouth, raised his palm slightly, and a light shone in the air. It was a long golden sword, emitting extremely strong fluctuations, which made the crowd's eyes freeze there immediately.

All the people stared at the golden long sword, and their hearts could not help beating faster. At this moment, they felt that countless sword Qi shot out of the long sword and ran through the heaven and earth. At a glance, there were endless sword shadows, sharp breath, and all killed themselves, with a cold sweat on their back.

At this time, those figures in the void also became restless, and their looks changed. This breath even made them feel threatened. This sword is not simple!

"The top-grade spirit weapon can never have such a smell. Is it..." fengtianyi flashed a look of shock, and his heart could not help shaking.

The magic weapon is used by the martial arts in the territory of the Yuan Dynasty, while the spirit weapon is used by the king of the Yuan Dynasty, and above the spirit weapon is the emperor's weapon!

The golden sword in the hands of the young man in white is an imperial weapon!

"Imperial weapon!" There is also a sense of shock in Fan Ye's eyes. Even if he is the great prince of the great Vatican Dynasty, he has only one imperial weapon on his body, and this person is like an ant, and he already has one, which makes him jealous.

Then his eyes flickered with greed. This man's cultivation was so low that the imperial weapon would sooner or later be plundered by others in his hands. It's better to give it to himself.

"I've changed my mind. Give me the long sword in your hand and I can spare your life."

Fan Ye suddenly puts on a smile and says to Qin Xuan. He looks very sincere and doesn't mention that he wants Qin Xuan to die before.

However, Qin Xuan has long seen through Fan Ye's ugly face. In his opinion, this smile is really disgusting.

"I didn't expect that fan ye should be so shameless. He wanted his life just now. When he saw the imperial instrument, he immediately changed his attention. I'm afraid that the man would die if he handed over the imperial instrument." Someone whispered that he had seen through Fan Ye's true intention.

"Hehe, it's a shame that the prince of the great Vatican Dynasty can say such shameless words."

A mocking voice came out of the void. People looked up at the void along the voice. They saw a man in green shirt standing there with his hands on his back. His eyes fell on Fan Ye, with a faint disdain smile in his mouth.

This person is huoze.

Qin Xuan also looked at huoze, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes. He didn't know this person, but this sentence came out for him, which surprised him.

Moreover, listening to this person's tone, he doesn't seem to be afraid of Fan Ye. It seems that he is also a disciple of great power.

"Who are you? I don't have an outsider to tell me what to do in the Vatican Dynasty." Fan Ye's eyes turned and fell on Huo Ze and said coldly.

"Jiutian sword hall, huoze." Huoze opened his mouth faintly, then glanced at Fan Ye again and said, "I don't know this identity. Are you qualified to speak?"

"Jiutian sword temple." Qin Xuan repeated it in his heart. The doubt in his heart still hasn't been eliminated. He has never heard of this force.

Fan Ye looks stiff and stares at huoze as if to see through him. This seemingly ordinary man comes from Jiutian divine sword temple.

The great Vatican Dynasty is quite powerful among the sect forces in the nine regions of heaven and Xuan, but it can only be regarded as general in front of the temple level forces. The two are not at the same level.