C517 Demon god transformation

Although Yan Nuohai's goal for going down the mountain was to kill Ye Qian and snatch the Xuan-yuan Sword, in reality, Yan Nuohai had his own little schemes and schemes. The elders of the five bloodline mountain peaks in Mount Kunlun and the Sect Leader were actually estranged from each other. Furthermore, Yan Nuohai was a strong competitor to the Sect Leader, so Yan Nuohai wanted to bring the heaven chosen one into his Mount Kunlun.

If Ye Qian brought Xuan-yuan Sword and joined the line of Yan Nuohai, then in the future battles in Sect Leader, Yan Nuohai would definitely stand in a favorable position. After all, the chosen ones represented the Mandate of Heaven. If he took in the chosen one of the heaven chosen as his disciple, then no matter what, the Sect Leader s of Mount Kunlun were Yan Nuohai's target.

However, what Yan Nuohai did not expect was that the heaven chosen one in front of him was actually such a hard headed person. Facing his Kunlun, if it was anyone else, they would have already wagged their tails to beg for mercy, but he was so dismissive.

What Yan Nuohai didn't expect even more was that Ye Qian, a young man who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, could actually have such powerful martial power.

Yan Nuohai looked at Ye Qian in astonishment, and said in shock: To use a martial art to step into the Dao, and to actually use a martial art to step into the Dao, and even into the Peak Of Human Origin realm. No wonder, no wonder Fan Nuoyi died in your hands!

The higher Ye Qian's cultivation was, the happier he would be. After all, once Ye Qian was subdued, he would be able to provide huge assistance to him.

Ye Qian was also very suspicious, because from Yan Nuohai's eyes, not only did Ye Qian not see the slightest bit of killing intent, he instead saw a hint of excitement that was difficult to put into words.

Standing on the spot, Yan Nuohai liked Ye Qian more and more. He seemed to be able to see the position of the Sect Leader that he had been thinking about day and night about, waving at him. Towards a talent like Ye Qian, Yan Nuohai planned to recruit him at all costs, so for a moment, Yan Nuohai had no intention to make a move.

Staring at Ye Qian, Yan Nuohai laughed, "Kid, to be able to achieve such a realm while a martial artist, you have to admit that your Poverty-stricken People is the person with the best talent for cultivation that you have seen in the past fifty years. Destroying such a sapling was truly a pity. Boy, you should just take Poverty-stricken People as your master now, and this Poverty-stricken People will bring you along to learn Mount Kunlun. With Poverty-stricken People backing you, I think even if you kill that worthless Fan Nuoyi, the Sect Leader would not dare to do anything to you! "

Poverty-stricken People can teach you more profound art. Five years, no, three years, in just three years, Poverty-stricken People will let you break through Human Origin Stage and enter Earth Essence. " Yan Nuohai was afraid that he did not gain enough, hence he quickly replied.

But regarding Yan Nuohai's words, Ye Qian was even more doubtful. It was fine if one wanted to take him as a disciple, but another one actually came. This caused Ye Qian to suspect if there was something special on his body that had been taken notice by the Mount Kunlun. After all, with Ye Qian's understanding of the Primeval Heavenly Lord's bloodline, this kind of method was very common.

"Ha ha!" Ye Qian swept his gaze up and down at Yan Nuohai, "At first, Fan Nuoyi also said those words of yours, but after he died, I wonder if you would have the same luck as him, to die under the hands of this Thailand Emperor's Sword!"

With that said, Ye Qian raised the long sword in his hand, completely without any intent of taking a master.

However, Ye Qian's words stirred up a huge commotion in Yan Nuhai's heart. Yan Nuohai looked at Ye Qian in disbelief as he thought to himself, "Fan Nuo is not a human being. He is a heaven's chosen one. Who is he? How dare he ask to be chosen as a disciple?!

As Yan Nuohai ridiculed his fellow sect member, he was also shocked that Ye Qian knew that the sword in his hand was that of a Thailand Emperor's Sword.

"He knows, he actually knows that this is a Thailand Emperor's Sword. Who exactly is this brat?"

Even though he was shocked, Yan Nuohai still smiled and said to Ye Qian, "Fan Nuoyi is merely the last disciple of my Kunlun. How can his status be compared with Poverty-stricken People's? Kid, if you accept Poverty-stricken People as your master, how about this Poverty-stricken People promise to give you a few more Spiritual Treasure? "

It had to be said that Yan Nuohai spared no effort to recruit Ye Qian, even giving him benefits like that of a Spiritual Treasure.

Only, Yan Nuohai did not expect that facing such a huge temptation, Ye Qian still remained unmoved, and only sneered under the moonlight: "Cultivation Methods, Spiritual Treasure, to me, it's just a passing wisp of smoke. That Taoist, if you want to take me as your disciple, then we'll have to see if you have the ability to do so!"

Without saying a word, Ye Qian raised the Emperor Sword in his hand and slashed across, and then bellowed: "Sky..."

With the momentum of the sword being like a rainbow, Yan Nuohai immediately blocked using his sword and said angrily: Humph, if you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame Poverty-stricken People for being impolite!

Although Yan Nuohai was a talented person, Yan Nuohai had the intention to use him. But in Yan Nuohai's opinion, the main reason for this transaction was still clear. Even though he made such a concession, the young man in front of him still did not know what was good for him. In the future, even if he could take Ye Qian, he would not listen to him obediently.

He might as well teach this insolent brat a lesson and let him know how strong he was. He could first take in his power, then use it to gain his merits, so that Ye Qian would be willing to stand on the same side as him.

Thinking about it, Yan Nuohai no longer held back. He tapped the sword light in his hand and said: "Break!"

The two of them had merely been mistaken, but Ye Qian felt an enormous pressure. After all, an elder of Mount Kunlun was still an elder, and was not someone who belonged to Fan Nuoyi in the end.

Although he had the protection of the Nine Revolutions God Devil, Ye Qian's clothes were still struck by the rain of swords. In an instant, a line of blood started to appear on Ye Qian's Unbreakable Body.

As the two of them passed by each other, Ye Qian's attack failed, and he was instead injured.

As his large hand gently stroke the traces of blood on his body, Ye Qian actually started laughing, "Bloodstains, haha, it's been so long, it seems like I haven't felt any kind of injury in a long time!"

"Brat, don't be so stubborn, it's still too late to turn back now. Otherwise, Poverty-stricken People can only send you on your way, turning you into ash, and will never reincarnate! "

Drops of blood dripped down from the sharp longsword, staining the ground red.

Ye Qian, whose hair was in a mess, slowly turned his head. His handsome face revealed a sinister look, and gently licked the sweat on the corner of his mouth. Ye Qian laughed in a terrifying manner: "Hehe, Little Taoist, you have angered me, I'll tear you apart alive!"

Yan Nuohai stared blankly for a moment, and then let out a light snort, "Truly a dead duck who dares to be stubborn!"

With that, Yan Nuohai stepped forward with his sword in hand, giving Ye Qian another huge lesson. However, before Yan Nuohai even took two steps, he felt something was wrong. The aura of the youth in front of him was completely different from before. It was a bloodthirsty and murderous aura.

"Why is his aura completely different? This is … this is an ancient aura from the Ancient Witch Clan? Impossible, how could a remnant of a Witch Clan hold the Emperor Sword in his hand? "

Just as Yan Nuohai was at a loss as to what to do, Ye Qian's gaze looked up to the sky, and his voice spread out like the vast ocean: "With my blood as an offering, heaven and earth as the guide, the God Devil Nine Revolutions, Devil God Transformation!"