Chapter 689

Huoze moved his eyes from Fan Ye to Qin Xuan and said with a smile, "I'm the top disciple of Jiutian divine sword hall. If you like, I can recommend you to join Jiutian divine sword hall for cultivation. Many powerful skills and Yuan skills are for you to practice."

Qin Xuan's eyes congealed, and his heart suddenly understood that a sneer could not help but appear at the corners of his mouth. This man also wanted the imperial instrument in his hand, but changed a nice statement. It's just a lie. It's too fake. Is it really his first experience?

In the void, many Tianjiao looked at huoze, revealing a touch of unfathomable meaning in their eyes.

They practiced together with huoze for a period of time. They knew huoze very well. It was impossible to win him over because of each other's talent. There was only one possibility to covet the imperial instrument in his hand.

All the people present were from the realm of the king of the Yuan Dynasty. Even the strong in the void, the imperial instruments still had great temptation for them. Therefore, huoze did not hesitate to invite Qin Xuan to join the Jiutian divine sword hall, but also to get the imperial instruments in Qin Xuan's hands.

Fan Ye looked very ugly. Huoze clearly wanted to compete with him for the golden sword. He suddenly said coldly, "you'd better wait for me to deal with it first."

"What are you talking about?" Huo Ze's eyes suddenly sharpened and stared at Fan Ye. A ray of majestic sword came out and said indifferently: "I advise you to be knowledgeable, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

"What if I don't." Fan Ye also released a momentum and competed with huoze. He didn't intend to give up the imperial instrument in Qin Xuan's hand at all.

How precious the imperial ware is. It's not easy to meet, and it's still in the hands of such a weak person. An idiot will give up.

As for Huo Ze, although he comes from Jiutian divine sword hall, the rivalry between his peers will not attract the attention of the sect. After all, there will always be people from different forces collide. Identity here does not represent everything, and strength is the most important.

Fan Ye has enough confidence in his own strength. In shenhuang City, he practices on the eighth floor, and his position is no lower than huoze.

"So you're determined to go against me." Huoze's tone was completely cold. A sword chant came out, and a long blue sword suddenly appeared in his hand, releasing a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power.

He was about to step down from the void when he heard a voice: "you, when I don't exist?"

There seemed to be some anger in the voice. When people looked at it, they could not help but freeze there. They saw that handsome and beautiful face was full of indifference at this time, and the cold light in their eyes flickered.

Qin Xuan's eyes fell directly on Fan Ye and said coldly, "today, you hurt my friend and want to take my life. The contradiction between you and me can't be reconciled. Then, fight."

Hearing this, Fan Ye couldn't help showing a funny color on his face. What is this guy talking about? He wants to fight him?

Not only Fan Ye, but everyone looked stunned. Did Qin Xuan feel crazy, or did he naively think that he could give full play to the emperor's strength by holding the emperor's weapon?

"Little brother, don't joke. You're not his opponent. If you're willing to join my Jiutian sword temple, he will never dare to hurt you. Even, I can take revenge for you."

Huo Ze said to Qin Xuan in a tone of bewitchment. I believe no one will refuse such rich conditions.

Qin Xuan slowly turned his eyes and looked at huoze, but his look was still very cold. He said coldly, "I have no interest in what Jiutian divine sword hall. You don't have to say it."

Boom!

The void is silent, only the beating of people's hearts.

Everyone stared at Qin Xuan, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

This guy is really crazy. He not only wants to fight with Fan Ye, but also directly refuses huoze, and his tone is so arrogant that he doesn't pay attention to them at all.

Before, people thought Xuanyuan was arrogant enough to break the sky, but compared with this person, it was far from enough.

No one expected that the silent young man standing quietly aside before that was so arrogant and defiant.

"Qin Xuan." Xuanyuan Shatian couldn't help but look worried when he heard Qin Xuan's words. Although Qin Xuan took out the imperial instrument and shocked him, he still didn't have much hope to defeat Fan Ye just by this.

"Interesting." The corners of Feng Tianyi's mouth rose slightly, and a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

The king of the Yuan Dynasty has three levels of cultivation accomplishments and carries imperial weapons with him. If he doesn't have the support of big forces behind him, he will never believe it. He has a feeling that Qin Xuan's identity is not simple, and he won't even be under Xuanyuan breaking the sky.

However, not everyone can calmly analyze and realize these details like Feng Tianyi. They are immersed in the shock brought by Qin Xuan and haven't gone out yet.

Qin Xuan left a deep impression on them that he was crazy and arrogant.

"What's your name?" Huoze flashed a cold light in his eyes and asked Qin Xuan.

"Qin Xuan." Qin Xuan calmly responded.

The people looked shocked and repeated the two words Qin Xuan in their hearts. Their brains ran rapidly and tried hard to connect the name with some forces, but after a moment, there was still no clue.

There are many great forces in Tianxuan nine regions, but it seems that they have never heard of forces with Qin as their surname, and some top forces have never heard of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan has just come to the demon wasteland and has been keeping a low profile. His name is naturally very strange to many people.

"Hum, since you want to fight him, I won't stop you. Do it yourself."

Huoze snorted coldly. His tone was a little cold. Qin Xuan would rather die than agree to his proposal. In this case, he would die. As long as he can get the imperial instrument.

When fan ye heard Huo Ze's words, his face relaxed a little. He looked at Qin Xuan with a look of playfulness on his face. It was like looking at the seriously injured prey. He could be crushed to death by opening his hand.

Unexpectedly, in Qin Xuan's eyes, he is already a dead man.

"Buzzing!"

The shrill sound of the sword sounded, and everyone saw a cold light shining out of the void, which was incomparably bright.

In an instant, a strong and sharp sword rule shrouded the vast void, and the terrible idea of killing and cutting broke out, penetrated the void and directly locked Fan Ye's body.

"Strong will to fight." When they saw that Qin Xuan took the initiative to fight, they were full of towering fighting will and stepped on the void step by step. Each step seemed to be slow, but in fact it crossed a very long distance, and soon came to the sky over Fan Ye.

Feeling the sword spirit roaring from all directions, Fan Ye's look changed slightly. His cultivation is not high, but his understanding of the rules of the sword is not weak, which is stronger than some people on the fourth and fifth floors of the yuan king.

But how about this? In front of him, it is no different from mole ants.

"Burn out." A voice came out of Fan Ye's mouth. In an instant, a sea of fire appeared around him out of thin air. The flames rose from it, and the temperature of the space suddenly soared. The hot temperature seemed to melt the world.

"Hiss..."

When the flame collided with the sword Qi, the flame suddenly soared. In an instant, it annihilated the sword Qi with unparalleled momentum and continued to spread. It rushed frantically towards Qin Xuan and wanted to burn Qin Xuan to death.

"This strength is not enough. I want stronger strength."

Qin Xuan's sword Qi surged all over and made a sharp sword roar. His eyes were full of endless violence. He frantically urged Tianqi sword. He had only one idea in his mind to kill Fan Ye!

Tianqi sword seems to be induced. The breath emitted from it is stronger and stronger, and gradually rises. The fourth floor of the king of the yuan, the fifth floor of the king of the yuan... The eighth floor of the king of the yuan!

Feeling the breath of Tianqi sword in Qin Xuan's hand rising wildly, the hearts of the crowd shook violently, and their eyes stared at Tianqi sword. This sword seems to have spirit. It has become so powerful in a short breath, which has been raised by five levels!

"Good sword!" Huo Ze's eyes burst into a fine light and his heart was ecstatic. He came from the Jiutian divine sword temple and repaired the sword as well. It seemed that the sword was tailor-made for him and sent to him by this person's hand.

He could even foresee that with this imperial instrument, his strength would have a leap, and he would not be able to fight with fengtianyi at that time.

Thinking of this, he shook his fists slightly, and his heart was more excited than ever. He regarded the Tianqi sword in Qin Xuan's hand as something in his bag.

"After all, with the help of external forces, if your self-cultivation is too weak, how much strength can you play."

A disdainful voice came out of the void. On the surface, Fan Ye seemed very calm, but in his heart, there was also a storm. This sword can become stronger!

"It's true that you can't exert much power, but killing you is enough."

Qin Xuan spit out a cold voice, his eyes closed slightly, holding Tianqi sword in his hand. He feels like wandering in the ocean of sword meaning, and the boundless sword meaning rushes towards him, so that he can understand the mysterious power of Kendo and have a deeper and clearer understanding of kendo.

"Die." Fan Ye sees Qin Xuan close his eyes, raise his hand and blow out a flame palm print. He passes through the void and kills Qin Xuan's head.

Just as the flame palm print was about to fall on Qin Xuan's head, Qin Xuan opened his eyes, and a silver light flashed like lightning, and a destructive force bloomed, directly penetrating the flame palm print.

"Is your strength so weak?"

Qin Xuan's eyes slowly turned and fell on Fan Ye, and a sarcastic smile was outlined at the corners of his mouth.

Just now he had a feeling in the ocean of sword meaning. He was about to continue to understand, but he was interrupted by Fan Ye. Now he happens to try the sword on Fan Ye.