Chapter 423 Fierce Battle in Front of the Tower!

Days in the sky, the golden light sprinkles mottled through the shadows of the fine branches and trees.

Ye Qingyan's eyes were indifferent, and there was a sneer on the corners of his mouth. Others were rude to him, so why was he polite to him?

Respect is mutual. Naturally, a person who does not know how to respect others is not qualified to be respected.

Ye Qingyan is not a good-tempered person. He let others bully him, don't return his hand, and don't return his mouth. This is simply a fool's dream!

The face is earned by himself. Since the other party reaches out and slaps his hand, Ye Qingyan will naturally not stretch his face and let the other party twitch. He will only clenched his palm into a fist and hit the palm back fiercely.

"I didn't see the swordsmanship, but your arrogance is the same as the rumors!"

Jin Kunxiang narrowed his eyes into a crack, and the light flashed, cold and bone-piercing. He sneered, "I hope your arrogance has capital, otherwise your consequences will be miserable!"

Jin Kunxiang's tone was indifferent, but it was difficult to hide the cold murderous intention.

"You will know when you try!" Ye Qingyan raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Ye never let the enemy down!"

Jin Kunxiang nodded indifferently, but his eyes were full of provocation.

"Brother Ye, big brother, you... alas!"

Jin Wushuang smiled bitterly. He originally hoped that the two would make friends. Even if they did not become friends, it would be better not to become enemies, but now the situation is more than that simple as the enemy?

It's almost life and death.

Jin Wushuang is helpless. Why are the facts always contrary to imagination?

"Unparalleled brother, don't say much, I understand what you mean!"

Ye Qingyan shook his head to Jin Wushuang and said lightly, "But some people are destined to be enemies and opponents, and they can't be changed in any case!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed. At the first sight of Jin Kunxiang, he vaguely felt an extremely powerful sword meaning from the other party. This kind of sword was towering, domineering and unparalleled. Although Jin Kunxiang was deeply hidden, Ye Qingyan still found it at the first time.

Jin Kunxiang is a swordsman and an extremely powerful swordsman!

This kind of power surpasses any opponent Ye Qingyan has met before and can be called a strong opponent!

No wonder he will defeat Ye Qingman, Jin Ziyang and others in a row. These five are all first-class swordsmen and can be called the top swordsmen of the young generation. Jin Kunxiang can defeat them without a sword, which has illustrated many problems.

"Yes, we were born to be opponents!"

Jin Kunxiang was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly, which shocked everyone inexplicably.

Jin Wushuang was stunned and puzzled. He didn't figure out what was going on, but looking at the appearance of the two, he did not intend to explain to him. He couldn't help sighing and silent.

Ziyue looked at Jin Kunxiang carefully, and a different color flashed in her beautiful eyes and quickly disappeared.

"Ye Qingyan, I haven't seen you for a long time!" A tall man slowly walked out of the crowd, walked to Ye Qingyan and said lightly.

"Ghost Xiao, is that you?" Ye Qingyan was stunned, and then raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you also one of them?"

He only knows that five people, including himself, broke into the tower, but it is really not clear who it is. Now that the ghost roar appears, he must be one of the candidates.

The ghost roared and nodded, and the ghost loomed in his eyes, giving people an incomparable temperament. "I also want to see if this imperial tower is as secretive and strong as the legend?"

Ye Qingyan nodded. The ghost roar is indeed very strong, even not inferior to himself. The supreme master of the young generation of ghosts cannot be ignored.

At this time, another young man and a nun in white monk's clothes walked to several people's side. Ye Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly. This should be the last two, but he didn't know his specific identity and which side he was the peerless figure.

"Yu Guanyin, the cold evil king!"

Ziyue whispered, but an unmaskable color surged in her eyes. Her beautiful eyes stared at Yu Guanyin without blinking.

Ye Qingyan's heart moved, Yu Guanyin? Is it the only woman among the three little saints of Buddhism?

This woman is quite legendary.

It is said that when she was born, the light of Buddha fell from the sky, and there were 18 golden wheels of merit in the back of her head. The golden light reflected the sky into red gold. Then she slowly grew up and was born with extremely intelligent. She had an understanding and talent for Buddhism and Taoism that ordinary people could not reach. Until this year, she has only been at the peak of the young generation. Lie, it's rare to meet an enemy.

As for the cold evil king, Ye Qingyan doesn't know much about it. He only knows that he is one of the three evil kings. His real name is cold and innocent. People give him the title of cold evil king. Over time, his real name is far less famous as the title, so most people in the world also call him cold evil king.

His cultivation is unknown, but he can be tied with the peerless daughter of Wan'er. Ye Qingyan thought with his knees and knew that he was not easy.

"If you can defeat Yuwen and cut off one of his arms, you can really make Leng pay attention to it!"

The cold evil king slowly walked forward, smiling at the corners of his mouth, his voice was soft, and there seemed to be no hostile meaning. "How strong is the chance that Leng wants to try the sword in your hand?"

Then he turned to Jin Wushuang with a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said lightly, "Of course, you are also a figure in the young generation now!"

"That's also to see if you are qualified to let Ben Shao take action!"

Jin Kunxiang looked extremely arrogant. Standing opposite him was the cold evil king, one of the three evil kings, above the countless proud ghosts of the evil way. He is proud of ancient and modern talents, and few young people in mainland dare to despise him. However, Jin Kunxiang actually looked at the cold evil king with a lookdown mentality. He didn't know that he was too self-inflated. But he still has unparalleled strength and can be proud of everyone.

"Wan!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and Jin Kongxiang's arrogance shocked them. You should know that there is no easy person standing in front of him at this moment. They are all outstanding people, and he still looks at everyone with an absolute overlooking mentality. Is he absolutely conceited or empty and arrogant?

This is a problem.

Everyone is guessing, staring at several people, and their eyes are extremely playful.

"If you are arrogant, you should also have strength!"

A cold light flashed in the dark eyes of the cold evil king, and then smiled and said, "When you play, cold someone will let you understand that arrogance pays the price!"

The corners of the cold evil king's mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals, but the coldness flashed in his eyes, but it was breathtaking.

"I'll wait!"

Jin Kunxiang sneered and said, "I'm afraid you don't have that strength!"

Ye Qingyan and others saw the two fighting, and no longer opened their mouths, making room for them, looking lively.

"Oh? Leng wants to try it now!"

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the cold evil king, and his expression moved slightly. His head was full of black hair and windless. He carried it on his back in one hand, and flashed out a palm in the other hand.

"Boom!"

The palm was invisible, but it contained an extremely fierce momentum, wrapped in the power of tearing all the evil spirits, and instantly bombarded Jin Kuxiang's head.

Jin Kunxiang changed color. If this punch is solid, even if his head is beaten with iron, it will break like a watermelon. At that time, he can't die.

"Bum!"

Yuwen Xietian retreated with lightning, the black robe flipped, and his right hand clenched his palm into a fist. Between the lightning and flint, three punches have been bombed.

The strength of fists and palms are intertwined, and the momentum is flying, and the rolling air waves make the surrounding audience unable to retreat. The two people are so fierce that they are ruthless and decisive. Even if the momentum overflows, everyone feels a little unbearable.

"Bum bang!"

The two fought fast, and the cold evil king's momentum soared, their heads were full of black hair dancing in the wind, their eyes were like cold electricity, and their fists were bombarded out in a chain, penetrating the void, borrowing power from the air, and killing Jin Kunxiang.

Jin Kunxiang pointed into a sword, and his hands pointed out in a row. The strong domineering sword spirit hole shot nothing, and the sharp sword spirit stirred, which made countless people exclaim that the color changed.

The two of them are in the void, and it is difficult to separate them for a while.

"This man is indeed a swordsman and the top swordsman!"

Ye Qingyan stared at the two people in the fierce battle, his eyes flashed, and Jin Kunxiang's sword spirit was full of an extremely domineering and powerful sacred spirit, which made people unable to submit to them.

"Well, this is not the right time. Let's fight again!"

The two slapped each other, and the waves fell to each other. Jin Kunxiang sneered.

"Taren your swordsmanship another day!"

The smile at the corners of the cold evil king's mouth slowly converated. This person is indeed very strong, far stronger than imagined.

"Emperor Tower, Jin wanted to break through when he was young, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance!" Jin Xiang landed and ignored everyone. He just stared at the emperor's tower and said in a condensed voice, "I'll try it today. What kind of mystery do you have?"

"Mr. Jin will go first!"

Jin Kunxiang turned into a purple sword light and shot into the imperial tower with a bang.

"Haha, I'm going to go!"

"Mr. Leng also went!"

The cold evil king and the ghost roar looked at each other, rushed to the emperor's tower in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yu Guanyin stepped on the nine-pin green lotus and fell into the imperial tower with a bang.

"I should go too!" Ye Qingyan nodded to Ziyan and Ziyue and said.

"You take care of yourself!" Ziyan's beautiful eyes flashed with worry, and then hid it and whispered in a gentle tone.

Ye Qingyan nodded, held the softness of Ziyan, and then turned into a blue sword light and shot towards the emperor's tower.