Chapter 415 Battle of the Emperor Tower!

Under the emperor's tower, the atmosphere was tense, and the war was imminent!

Ye Qingyan's face was cold and moved forward slowly. The wind blew, the green shirt was hunting, his long silver-white hair danced in the wind, and his fine hair brushed through his eyebrows, vaguely covering his gradually cold eyes.

Since he is the enemy and an endless enemy, he can only get rid of him in order not to cause trouble for himself, not to mention Yuwen Xietian, an enemy as dangerous as a poisonous snake, who will kill him with one blow!

"Last time Ye could have solved you with a sword, but in the end I saved your life!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes were cold, "You didn't kill me at the beginning. Last time I didn't kill you, we offset each other and returned the favor, but this time..."

Ye Qingyan paused slightly, and a bloodthirsty murderous intention flashed in his eyes and said coldly, "If you don't have enough cards, you will die today!"

In Ye Qingyan's proud position, he was cold, and his tone was firm and conceited, which could not be concealed, making the people around him suddenly change color.

"It's life or death, you don't count!"

Yuwen's evil eyes were surrounded by evil light, as if there was a peerless demon sitting side by, and the evil spirit all over his body was overflowing. The crazy and cold momentum suddenly burst out, making the onlookers retreat.

He is like an ancient evil god, reversing the long river of time, crossing infinite time and space from ancient times to the present, standing in front of everyone, receiving the respect and worship of the world.

Yuwen Xietian, the hero of the evil generation, is the prestige of the evil generation. In the reckless evil way, except for a limited number of people, the young generation is the only respected by him. Therefore, he is proud, he is conceited, he is arrogant, and talented, he is qualified to enjoy glory, worship and submission. The world also takes this for granted, and he himself So think that now that Ye Qingyan was born and defeated him with three swords, how can his proud heart withstand that kind of humiliation and torture?

Therefore, he made a grand wish that he would kill Ye Qingyan in his life, not kill him with thousands of knives, and vowed not to be a human!

For this reason, he did not hesitate to venture into the evil cave that no one dared to cross the thunder pool for ten thousand years, and experienced bloody purgatory and torture, which was unimaginable suffering. For half a year, he stayed in the evil cave for half a year. During that half a year, he tried thousands of times to use death to free himself from the pain of burning his soul, but finally thought Ye Qingyan and Mo Xiao, the knife king in Xiaoli brought him the humiliation brought to him, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Such as he went through the inhuman suffering of the evil cave with incomparable perseverance, and he immediately thought of revenge.

Kill Ye Qingyan first, and then kill Jun Moxiao!

The moment he stepped out of the evil cave, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the sky shook the earth, and the evil light was like an ancient demon was born, awakening countless ancient strong men and releasing their thoughts to investigate one after another.

"You are indeed much better than last time!"

Ye Qingyan stood with his hands on his back, and his silver hair danced wildly. His eyes were as sharp as thunder and lightning. He suddenly raised his head, and the sword spirit in his eyes burst out, stirring up the animation, like a flood bursting the dike, out of control.

Everyone couldn't help retreating and their eyes were shocked.

The name of a person, the shadow of the tree!

Ye Qingyan's kendo talent shocked the past and the present, which made the sword demon sword emperor favor him and passed on his unique sword skills. He also got the evaluation of Ximen Yuehen, the only sword emperor in ancient times, saying that he is expected to prove the position of sword emperor in the future, which will shock the world and make the world crazy!

Sword is a genius martial arts!

Diligentness may be useful for others, but for kendo, it is completely unworkable. There is no talent. Even if your efforts are a thousand times that of others, you will still end up with a bleak end and a bleak life.

Without talent and understanding, even if you hold the world's first sword in your hand, you are still not a swordsman. This is a fact. Although it is cruel, no one can ignore it.

Ye Qingyan stood with his hands on his back without a sword in his hand. He just stood there faintly. A horrible and deep sword overflowed and went straight to the sky, breaking the wind and clouds all over the sky, which shocked countless people.

"Sister Ziyan, step back!"

Ye Qingyan smiled at Ziyan's two women and said that the battle will be fierce later. If they get too close, they will get hurt.

Ziyan tapped her head, stared at Ye Qingyan, and whispered, "Be careful!"

"You beat him, and I will call you Brother Qingyan in the future!" Ziyue stood beside Ziyan and stared at Ye Qingyan with her sunny eyes, smiling like a flower.

"It's a deal!"

Ye Qingyan laughed, his blue shirt flew, his silver hair danced wildly, and his enviable and enviable handsome face added a little unrestrained style to him in vain.

"Yuwen Xietian, let Ye see what you got in the so-called evil cave?"

Ye Qingyan sneered at the corners of his mouth, and then the Zixiao sword suddenly appeared. He held the sword alone and shouted, "The secret of human sword!"

The human sword secret, the first sword of Tianyang divine sword, condenses into a point, can launch countless sword spirits, and finally many swords combine into one, hitting the opponent, making the opponent unpreventable.

Ye Qingyan stepped on the void, his long sword was waved, and the sword spirit was overflowing. The void was roaring and shaken. Countless swords were like scattered flowers from the sky. Finally, thousands of swords were united and turned into a fist thick sword spirit to attack Yuwen Xietian!

"Well, you want to defeat me with this swordsmanship. You underestimate my evil sky!"

Yuwen sneered. The sword formula is indeed good. If he wanted to deal with it half a year ago, he would have paid a lot of money, but now...

He sneered, his eyes were murderous, and suddenly punched out, "Evil Spirit Fist!"

A punch came out, the green light was lingering, the evil spirit was vast, and the power of the overflowing shattered the void, facing Ye Qingyan's sword spirit in the air.

"Boom!"

When the spiritual force collides, the sword will smash the void, and the fist will break the sword, and at that moment, the fist will also disappear without a trace.

"Not bad, there is progress!"

Ye Qingyan narrowed his eyes, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth. From this punch, he could roughly judge Yuwen's cultivation at this time, at least in the realm of intermediate kings, which is not inferior to him!

"What shocked you is yet to come!"

Yuwen's evil sky shines with unparalleled evil spirit, shining green light and evil breath, which makes people can't help but feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts and quickly stay around him.

"Boom!"

Yuwen shouted violently and rushed to Ye Qingyan. His black hair seemed to have been dyed with ink. He danced with the wind. His tall and strong body seemed to have endless explosive power. His fists burst out and hit Ye Qingyan's door directly.

"Wo!"

In the face of Yuwen Xietian's strong and domineering attack, Ye Qingyan was not afraid. He was single with a sword, blue shirt and silver hair, and ran freely. He instantly entered the war circle and fought with Yuwen Xietian.

Yuwen Xietian's body is like steel and extremely strong. Even if he is hit by the overflowing sword spirit of the Zixiao sword, it is not a big problem. He relies on his strong body and wears a pair of fist covers on his hands and connects with Ye Qingyan Zixiao's sword, with a Thunderbolt.

Ye Qingyan turned into a wandering dragon. If the sword was thundering in the sky, the dragon waved its tail. Even if Yuwen Xietian relied on the iron fist cover of his body and hands, he could not completely defend himself. Soon, he was cut several wounds by Ye Qingyan all over his body, and his blood stained his clothes red.

"Roar!"

Yuwen looked up to the sky and roared. He flew like an angry lion, ignored the wounds on his body and attacked Ye Qingyan crazily. His fists, feet and even his head were the weapons of his attack. For a moment, even if Ye Qingyan had a purple sword in his hand, he was hit by him several times and was embarrassed.

Ye Qingyan walked with the sword, the long sword was in the air, the sword was fierce, and the sword was magnificent. He looked like an ancient emperor on the world and inspected Kyushu, so that the people in the battle couldn't help but feel a sense of submission.

It is the emperor's unique learning, the emperor's sword!

When the emperor's sword comes out, the spirit of the emperor is full of deterring the world, which can deter the opponent, shake his mind, and make him lose the initiative in the battle. In this way, Ye Qingyan will grasp the initiative and have a much higher chance of winning.

Yuwen's evil eyes suddenly changed, and then sneered. It seemed that he was not restricted by the imperial breath of the imperial sword, and his attack on Ye Qingyan became stronger and stronger.

"What's the matter? He is not suppressed by the imperial breath?"

Ye Qingyan was suddenly shocked. Since he realized the unique learning of Huangdao, Huangji Sword has never failed as much as today. For a moment, he became a little panicked.

"Bum!"

Yuwen Xietian saw Ye Qingyan's distracted gap, and his murderous intention was exposed. He punched Ye Qingyan in the right shoulder, hitting him back, and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

"Lightly!"

Ziyan and others exclaimed.