Chapter 418 Evil God Possed!

Ye Qingyan's sword is like a divine pen, and the antelope hangs its horns, making people traceless.

This sword was almost to the extreme. In people's eyes, they saw a sword light, like lightning, piercing the void in the blink of an eye and cut into Yuwen's throat. Yuwen's evil sky immediately broke, his feet stamped the ground fiercely, and his body suddenly raised two inches, so that the sword that should have cut his throat was cut into his chest.

In a hurry, Yuwen Xietian saved his life, but "death crimes are unavoidable, and life crimes can't escape". This sword light also cut open his chest, and the bones are deeply visible.

"This sword... is so fast that it has exceeded the limit that is difficult to see with the naked eye!"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? Ye Qingyan has never used it before. Is it... taught him by the Sword Emperor?"

"The sword is like lightning in the sky, tearing apart the nothingness. Does Ye Qingyan control some kind of unique learning that has been lost in ancient times?"

"Yuwen Xietian won the bet this time. If he was a little unsure just now, the sword would either cut his throat or cut his heart. No matter which one he was, he would die, but it turned out that he was really lucky!"

"Although he is not dead, he is seriously injured, and he must have no power to fight again!"

"Yuwen Xietian has been defeated, and it has been completely defeated!"

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Everyone stared at Yuwen Xietian lying on the ground, with pity in their eyes, lucky to be happy with disaster, and disdainful...

This is a real world. No one will sympathize with the weak, let alone a loser who once looked up. At this moment, not to mention others, those who came with Yuwen Xietian, are afraid of him.

"If you lose, it means the end of your life!"

Ye Qingyan had blood at the corners of his mouth and stationed with a sword. He stared at Yuwen Xietian. His eyes were cold and cold. There was no need to pity the enemy, not to mention Yuwen Xietian, who had a must-kill obsession with him, because he deeply knew that kindness to the enemy was cruel to himself. At this juncture, he beat the water dog. It's a good policy.

Ye Qingyan is neither a saint nor a modest gentleman. He is just a fighter struggling to survive and fight against the tide in this troubled world. Reality has taught him too many cruel truths. If he wants to live, he must step on other people's bones. Even if he walks alone and his eyes sweeps around, there is no one in thousands of miles, and the world is silent. It's better than a humble death.

There are only two kinds of people in this world who can live longer than others. One is ordinary people who are mediocre and content with the status quo. They work at sunrise and sunset every day. Although life is ordinary and simple, it is better than stability and there is no risk of life and death. This kind of people live. They can live for a hundred years and end up well. Although they have never seen the waves. The vast continent, but they live through the ordinary, but they are very satisfied.

Another person is born unwilling to be fate. They struggle to climb up. Even if they are bloody and their fingers are ulcerated, they do not hesitate. On the way to climb to the peak, they encounter endless obstacles, setbacks and hardships, but they can always use wisdom, means and strength to save themselves. They step on the mountains of corpses. Walking forward, even if the blood under their feet is like a river and millions of corpses are buried, they are still willing to do so. Such people are fiercer and ruthless than others. These are all taught by reality, and because of this, they can live longer than others.

Ye Qingyan is undoubtedly the second kind of person. In order to live and become strong, it is not difficult for him to kill.

Everything is just for living!

Yuwen Xietian is by no means the first kind of person, but it is debatable whether he is the second kind of person.

"I lost, I lost..."

Yuwen Xietian lay on the ground, muttering to himself, and his eyes were extremely confused. In order to defeat Ye Qingyan, he did not hesitate to take risks and enter the evil cave that even the people in the evil way were afraid of tigers, but in the final result, he was still defeated. If he hadn't hidden quickly, I'm afraid he would have died.

Ye Qingyan stared at the crazy Yuwen Xietian. There was no contempt, no disdain, only indifference. They were all outstanding people of a generation. Who was inferior to anyone else, but Yuwen Xietian's luck was not good, and his luck was a little worse after all.

Everyone fell silent, and the desolation after the failure of Yuwen's evil sky made them feel it. There are few climbers who are not convinced by fate in this world, but in the end they can reach the top. There are too many people falling on the road and become a scenery on other people's side.

Yuwen Xietian is just a microcosm, which makes many people feel sad. Thinking of themselves, maybe one day a tragedy like him will come to an end, and they can't help but feel sad.

"No, I haven't lost yet!"

Yuwen Xietian suddenly roared and his voiced exhausted, like a lamb to be slaughtered, struggling to death.

Ye Qingyan was stunned, and then sneered, "Ye really looked up to you and dared not face failure. You have failed in your life. No matter how hard you try, you can't save it!"

If you don't even dare to face failure, what qualifications does this kind of person have to succeed?

In Ye Qingyan's eyes, Yuwen Xietian at this moment made him despise him. People knew that the last bottom line of Yuwen Xietian had been lost. Even if Ye Qingyan did not kill him today, he could not go to the top, because he had fallen.

The audience also sneered. Yuwen Xietian was at least the number one figure on the mainland. Now he did not even dare to face failure, and the eyes of everyone staring at him gradually became disdainful.

"I said, I didn't lose!"

Yuwen's evil sky roared repeatedly and harshly, like the last mourning of the beast. His body, which had withered on the ground, stood up in an instant, and his body bloomed with an extremely strong evil atmosphere, and the wound on his chest was slowly healing.

Yuwen's evil sky looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The evil light was fierce, and the breath scattered all over his body was extremely evil, making everyone turn pale in an instant.

Ye Qingyan's face suddenly changed, and Yuwen Xietian suddenly became strange, and his breath was gloomy and evil, which made people shudder.

"Ye Qingyan, in order to kill you and avenge the sword, I will do whatever it takes!"

Yuwen stared at Ye Qingyan in a secluded manner. His eyes were extremely fierce, and the pain was mixed with an unconcealed pleasure. He ignored the exclamation of the people around him, and his hands slowly knotted. Suddenly, he raised his head, his head was full of black hair and windless, and his clothes danced wildly. At this moment, he rendered him like a god and demon.

"The possession of the evil god!"

Yuwen Xietian gritted his teeth and shouted, looking miserable, but wrapped in a kind of persistence that broke the kettle and sinking the boat. He would not kill Ye Qingyan and vowed not to give up!

Ye Qingyan's face suddenly changed, and his eyes stared at the strange Yuwen evil sky, and his eyes flashed.

"Boom!"

Before Yuwen's evil words fell, the sky suddenly changed, the dark clouds rolled, and the thunder surged. Such a scene was like a prelude to the storm, which was unsurprising.

"Roar!"

Yuwen Xietian suddenly roared, and his body was dozens of times stronger than ever. At the same time, his momentum almost soared in the blink of an eye, and the evil green light destroyed several attic buildings behind him. The terrible momentum almost overturned the earth, making everyone couldn't help exclaim anxious. Back up quickly.

"What's going on?"

Ziyan looked extremely nervous. Her jade hand tightly grasped Ziyue's jade hand, which made Ziyue Liu's eyebrows frown slightly and a little painful. She just wanted to speak, but when she saw her sister's worried eyes, she swallowed it again.

"Is this... the harvest of Yuwen Xietian in the evil cave?" Ziyue stared at the suddenly strange Yuwen Xietian, and her beautiful eyes flashed and said to herself.

Not only the people off-site, but also the whole Yangzhou city are paying attention to it. Yuwen Xietian's defeat has been decided, but now his injury has suddenly recovered strangely, and the momentum has soared, making everyone a little inexplicable. Even the peak emperor's purple proud god has also become solemn.

"Ye Qingyan, I want you to die, I want you to die!"

Yuwen roared fiercely. There were sparks of pain and struggle in his eyes, as if he was fighting fiercely with something, and his whole body was suddenly bright and dark, mysterious and unpredictable.

"It seems that something unexpected has happened to you, and it is this change that gives you self-confidence!"

Ye Qingyan stared at Yuwen Xietian, and his eyes were solemn and full of heavy colors. At this moment, Yuwen Xietian made him feel extremely dangerous and even threatened his life, and his heart was extremely vigilant.

"The possession of the evil god!"

Yuwen shouted violently, and his tone was gloomy, revealing his white teeth, "Ye Qingyan, you have the ability to penetrate heaven and earth, and you will definitely die!"