Chapter 419 Seizing!

"What are you for?"

Ye Qingyan narrowed his dark eyes, and the delicate corners of his lips raised a perfect curvature, sneering repeatedly.

"I'm an evil god!"

Yuwen Xietian laughed wildly, and the momentum emanating from all over his body was gloomy and dark. Everyone seemed to see an ancient demon returning from the dark abyss against the sky, with endless killing and bloodthirsty, turning the world step by step, and the world changed dramatically.

"Evil God?" Ye Qingyan was slightly stunned and didn't understand his meaning.

"You don't need to know!" Yuwen said sadly, "Next, I will let you know what kind of power I have gained in the evil cave!"

The evil spirit covered the sky and the sun, and the breath rolled. Yuwen's evil sky suddenly seemed to walk on the reckless evil spirit. His whole body was covered with a strange armor, which was full of sword wounds and gunshot wounds, engraved with the vicissitudes of the years, and a simple and desolate breath came spontaneously.

Yuwen Xietian held an evil god gun, full of black hair and danced crazily. The evil god gun pointed diagonally to the sky, and his feet rolled evil spirits. He was reborn like a world-class overlord. The flamboyant and horrible momentum made everyone turn pale.

"No matter what you get, Ye wants to tell you a word!"

Ye Qingyan took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "In the face of absolute strength, any strange means are pale and powerless!"

Yuwen's strange aura made Ye Qingyan solemn enough, but it did not make him afraid. He firmly believed that the sword in his hand could break all the barriers!

"Ye Qingyan, your arrogant appearance will always be extremely annoying!"

Yuwen's evil sky roared repeatedly, and then his evil god gun swept through the air and shouted, "Evil god world!"

The evil god gun swept the universe, and the evil spirit came all over the world. Everyone looked like they were in an ancient Shura field, bloody everywhere and killing constantly.

Yuwen Xietian turned into a green lightning and suddenly shot at Ye Qingyan. The terrible gun was wrapped in an extremely deep and horrible evil breath and hit Ye Qingyan in the air.

"The sword of the country!"

Ye Qingyan shouted violently, and his feet ran freely to the extreme. His body was extremely fast, as if he were teleporting in the void. He flickered, and the purple sword in his hand waved violently. The horrible sword spirit quickly condensed and collided with the evil god gun!

Boom!

A sword to the country!

The sword is soaring into the flames!

Ye Qingyan's fourth sword of Qingcheng swordsmanship, out of the country and the world!

Beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow, a sword falls over the country, and the sword spirit is vast. It stirs up the animation sky and clouds, and the sword will tear the sky and the earth, making the surrounding audience exclaim.

"Boom!"

Two horrible attacks collided, and the result must be a landslide!

Everyone made a fuss, and these two moves made the audience feel a sense of death, which was straight through the soul.

"This...it's horrible!"

"Break the void and cut off the nothingness. I'm afraid that even the king of the peak is not their opponent!"

"Ye Qingyan's charming sword once appeared occasionally. Its power is extremely domineering, and it can be called a peerless swordsmanship. Even compared with those sword masters, I'm afraid it is not inferior at all!"

"At a young age, he already has the temperament of a generation of masters. He is worthy of being a swordsman. No wonder Her Royal Highness once said that he had the potential to become a sword emperor!"

"Yuwen's evil shooting is also extremely horrible. That kind of cold and evil breath penetrates the bone marrow and makes people chill!"

"The evil cave is indeed one of the most mysterious places of the evil way. It is indeed mysterious. Yuwen Xietian, who stepped out of the evil cave, is completely different from before, and has undergone earth-shaking changes!"

......

Everyone talked about it. Ye Qingyan and Yuwen Xietian can be called a generation of heroes. At this time, the two fought hard, and the bloody war broke out, which infected the audience.

"Bum!"

The confrontation of power, the fierce collision between the Zixiao sword and the evil god gun, the sword spirit and the gun, instantly bombarded, and the power swept everywhere, making countless houses collapse, the giant trees uprooted, and even being stirred by the power of terror.

"Puff!"

The two were affected by the aftershocks of their strength and couldn't help retreating, and their mouths overflowed with blood.

"Wan!"

People were in an uproar, and no one expected that the two would end up in a draw. Just now, Yuwen Xietian was obviously defeated. At this moment, he could compete with Ye Qingyan and be evenly matched, which was beyond everyone's expectation!

"I look down on you!"

Ye Qingyan had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were extremely heavy. His right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and there were red blood beads sliding down his fingertips, dripping on the ground, rattling.

Everyone's heart was slightly depressed. Although Yuwen Xietian was hit and retreated just now, compared with Ye Qingyan's injury, he obviously had the upper hand. That is to say, Ye Qingyan was defeated in that move just now!

"Is that the power you get?"

Ye Qingyan's tone was calm, his eyes were staring at Yuwen Xietian, and his eyes were burning. Suddenly, he said, "Are you still Yuwen Xietian?"

With one word, if there is a sudden thunder, you will be surprised!

Who is not Yuwen Xietian standing in front of Ye Qingyan? Does Ye Qingyan's question seem too idiotic?

Some people are surprised, some people despise, some people laugh...

This is not like a question that a wise man should ask. Many people are very disappointed with Ye Qingyan.

"What kind of idiot question is this?"

"If it hadn't been for his swordsmanship and strength, I would have doubted whether he was a prince of Qingcheng, and this kind of question that does not require IQ can also be asked?"

"Are you fooled by the evil god gun? How dare you ask such a question with no lower limit of IQ!"

"I doubt the authenticity of Ye Qingyan. Where is the prince of Qingcheng?"

......

The audience was first stunned, then laughed and glanced at Ye Qingyan's eyes, contemptuously and disdained... In short, all kinds of expressions came.

Not everyone thinks Ye Qingyan is an idiot, such as Ziyue and Ziyan.

"What does he mean?"

Ziyue is beautiful and slightly frying. Compared with Ye Qingyan's force, she would rather believe in Ye Qingyan's IQ. After all, the name of Qingcheng Gongzi is from Baixiaomen and will not be mixed with any water. What's more, Ye Qingyan is also as famous as the one named Beigong Qiushui, which makes Ziyue, who is the target of catching up with Beigong Qiushui.

Ziyan's beautiful eyes were full of worry. Ye Qingyan was injured, and she was anxious.

Many big forces and strong men in Yangzhou City have explored their divine thoughts and explored Yuwen's evil sky. Yangzhou City has lasted endless years, and there are countless strong people. Ye Qingyan was not the only one who found something wrong with Yuwen evil heaven.

"What do you think?"

Yuwen Xietian smiled evilly at the corners of his mouth, glanced at Ye Qingyan and played with the taste: "I'm not me, but it's me!"

Yuwen's evil tone was unpredictable, and he said something confusing.

"You have been deprived of your body!"

Ye Qingyan narrowed his eyes and then shook his head and said, "No, if you were taken away, the soul would have dissipated, but now your soul is still there, but I'm sure there is another soul in your body, but why are you still leading this body? Why didn't he take you away?"

Ye Qingyan was puzzled and thought that this soul must come from the evil cave, but why did he stay safely on Yuwen Xietian and did not take him away?

It's really puzzling.

Ye Qingyan shook his head, his eyes flashed, and his heart was meditating.

"With insight, you can even see this!"

A touch of surprise flashed in Yuwen Xietian's eyes, and then sneered, "However, I won't tell you to be a fool!"

Ye Qingyan ignored Yuwen's provocation and raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Since he didn't take away you, and your injury can suddenly recover, he must have used the power of that soul!"

"It's just external force, little Doyle, it's hard to get things done. What's there to be arrogant about!"

Ye Qingyan sneered repeatedly. Although he could improve his strength briefly with the help of external forces, he was not his own. He imposed it on himself. In the end, he had drawbacks and could not exert it to his heart's content. He could not exert his real strength, which was far less than the power he had worked hard to cultivate.

"No matter how you get it, as long as I can kill you!"

Yuwen Xietian's eyes were gloomy, as if he remembered something painful. A trace of horror and fear flashed in his eyes and quickly covered it away.

"It's up to you?"

Ye Qingyan sneered at the corners of his mouth. He slowly walked forward, his silver hair was scattered, his blue shirt fluttering, his figure was slender and strong, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, his lips opened gently, and he slowly spit out a few words, making Yuwen Xietian's face suddenly gloomy.

"You don't deserve it!"