Chapter 434 Frozen through the void, after the snow!

The Snow Queen, these two legendary women, are the target of Ye Qingyan's pursuit.

Two women, the peerless edge shines on an era.

95, Bao Si let him pass the test. He had no choice. The woman gave him a feeling as unpredictable as an abyss. He even felt that the other party could easily solve himself with a gentle wave of his hand. Therefore, in the 95th, in the face of the peerless enchanting Bao Si, he was passed.

Is it that you still have to pass the ninety-sixth?

A sharp edge flashed in Ye Qingyan's narrowed dark eyes. How can a man be given in to himself?

What's more, he was ceded by a peerless woman like the Snow Queen and the Empress. If in the outside world, the two women have the horrible cultivation of the supreme peak emperor in the world, even if Ye Qingyan was not convinced and wanted to compete with him, he was not enough. At that time, even if he was given up or even ignored, he was helpless.

But this is the Imperial Tower!

In the imperial tower, all sentient beings are equal!

This is an absolutely equal world. The cultivation of the challenger depends on the cultivation of the challenger. That is to say, Ye Qingyan is an intermediate king, so as the character on the hero monument, the object of being challenged by Ye Qingyan, whether it is Snow Queen or the Empress, they only have the strength of the intermediate king at this moment.

Even if they can wave their hands and overturn the sea, the mountains and the earth will collapse, and they will cross the sky in a moment. Here, in the imperial tower, their strength will be compressed to the same level as Ye Qingyan by the emperor tower.

How can Ye Qingyan let go of such an excellent opportunity in vain?

In the outside world, they are high and overlook all sentient beings. Ye Qingyan's little skill is no different from ants for them, but in the imperial tower, they are equal.

Ye Qingyan has long held a breath in his heart. What they take for granted may be contempt and humiliation for themselves.

For the sake of dignity and pride, Ye Qingyan also had to fight!

He has no reason and excuse to escape. What's more, he dreamed of fighting with the two legendary talented women, the Queen Snow Empress.

If he leaves today, even if he steps on the top of the Tower of God, he will leave regret in his heart.

Ye Qingyan is not a person who pursues absolute perfection, but if he has the opportunity to make up for his regret and does not work hard, this is the most disgusting, at least Ye Qingyan thinks so.

"We must fight today!"

Ye Qingyan stood with his hands on his back, his silver hair danced in the wind, his clothes fluttering, his eyes were as cold and electric, extremely deep, like the brightest starry sky, handsome and outstanding, so that people couldn't help looking at him.

His eyes are full of stubbornness, his tone is extremely firm, and no one can stop his determination to fight.

"Do you want to fight with me so much?"

After the snow, she couldn't help but be stunned. Ye Qingyan's fighting spirit was extremely resolute, and there seemed to be a reason to have to fight. Even if she opened her mouth, she could not change his decision.

She didn't seem to know much about Ye Qingyan. She was young and had many disasters. The teenager was forced to leave home and travel around the world. She saw a lot of his persistence and abandonment, as well as his pain and struggle, but she never seemed to have ever dabbled in his obscure inner world.

After watching for so long, she thought she knew enough about Ye Qingyan, at least his character, but today Ye Qingyan insisted on fighting, letting her see those things that she inadvertently ignored.

The Empress is tall and graceful, graceful and seductive. Her eyes are like water, and the waves flow, and the corners of her mouth are gently bent, and her willow eyebrows will overflow with endless amorous feelings.

This is a unique woman. She not only has the supreme demeanor of a generation of emperors, but also has all kinds of women's customs, which makes people can't help but indulge in it.

It can be tied with the peerless snow queen, and the appearance is almost the same. Although the temperament is slightly different, the decisiveness of killing is even more fascinating.

She glanced at Ye Qingyan, and after glancing at the snow that seemed to fall into meditation, the delicate corners of her lips gently bent, outlining a seemingly empty smile.

"Snow is unsullied, you seem to have ignored something that should not have been ignored!" The Empress's eyes were playful and said with a smile.

She ignored the Empress's seemingly provocation. She pondered slightly, then suddenly raised her head, stared at Ye Qingyan, and said, "Since you want to fight, I will meet your request!"

Ye Qingyan nodded and took a deep breath. With a wave of his right hand, the world's first divine soldier, the moon, came out of the sheath, and then stared at the magnificent snow and said in a low voice, "Please!"

His tone is extremely solemn. He rarely uses the Canyue sword. The power of this sword is against the sky. If it were not an uncertain opponent, he would generally not use it. But today, in the face of the snow that can be called a god, he took out the Canyue without hesitation!

"A good horse is matched with a good saddle, and the sword is naturally matched with a hero!"

The Empress carefully looked at the peerless sword, and her beautiful eyes drew a trace of admiration. The power of the waning moon has been legendary in ancient times, but for the real waning moon, the snow queen and the empress have not seen it. Now they can see it, and naturally admire it.

Ye Qingyan smiled bitterly, hero? How many people in the world deserve this title?

"With your current strength, you'd better not use this sword too often!"

After the snow, he suddenly opened his mouth, but the meaning of the words was elusive.

"You mean, I don't deserve this sword?" Ye Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly.

"Although it's cruel, it's true!"

There is no cover after the snow, and the answer is very straightforward, "Your cultivation is too weak. If you rely too much on the sharp blade, it will be detrimental to your future!"

Ye Qingyan frowned and smiled bitterly in his heart. It was really direct. His cultivation was too weak and he was not qualified. After the snow, he was always so high and looked down on everything.

The Empress's eyes were surprised. With her thoughts, Xue Hou's personality was relatively restrained and soft. She should not say such hurtful words. What's more, the target was Ye Qingyan, a man who had a lot to do with her.

"Then when do you think I am qualified to use it?" Ye Qingyan sighed, suppressed the manic at the bottom of his heart, and said slowly.

"When you can sweep the heavens and the earth with a sword like the West Gate Moonmark!"

After the snow, he seemed to hesitate and said, "You have talent and potential. I hope you can make full use of it and don't waste it!"

"Thank you for your concern!"

Ye Qingyan said slowly, with a plain and calm tone. He lowered his head slightly and covered his eyebrows with drooping hair, making people unable to see his expression or detect his emotions.

The corners of the Empress's lips are gently bent, as if smiling.

"Let's take it, the sword formula!"

Ye Qingyan shouted violently, his head full of silver hair without wind, waved a sword, and his sword went straight to the sky and stirred up the sky.

"Wo!"

After the snow, his eyes condensed slightly, and he slowly stretched out his jade hand and pointed out. A breath of freezing through his heart overflowed in an instant.

The frost falls and freezes through my heart!

This cold current seems to be able to freeze his soul in a trance, making Ye Qingyan's face suddenly change, run freely, turn into lightning, and travel vertically in the void. If the sky is full of dragons, he flips and moves. He holds the remaining moon, swings swords one after another, one sword spirit, one move of swordsmanship, turns into sharp swords, and cuts straight to the ice falling from the sky. Cold.

"Green Lotus Sword!"

"Break the virtual sword!"

"Sea Sword!"

"The sword of the country!"

......

Ye Qingyan looked up to the sky and roared, and his silver hair roots were upside down, as if he were in the air. He held a divine sword and sharp sword gas turned into a terrible and strong spirit beast. He roared at the sky and rushed down with lightning, as if he were hungry tigers. That kind of crazy and fierceness made people shudder.

Ye Qingyan is proficient in all kinds of swordsmanship. Now when he encounters opportunities, he naturally exerts them one by one. His sword is majestic and vast, covering the nine heavens. Even in the face of the amazing snow, he is still free and unrestrained.

"Woth!"

Ye Qingyan held the sword in his right hand, and the meaning of the sword was vertical and horizontal. The sword spirit and the sword were intertwined to form a horrible sword, penetrating nothingness and blowing the ice and cold. His left hand pointed into a sword. The fingers of flowers, ice and fire fingers and meteors were used one after another, and the fingers were stirring and smashing the glacier.

"Boom!"

The light of ice and fire flashed, dazzling, ice crumbs flying, as strong as King Kong's ice, under the piercing of sword and finger strength, turned into blue ice beads, flying in the air.

The ice crumbs cross the sky, reflecting the bright colors sprinkled through the sky, bright and charming.

It's intoxicating.