Chapter 472 I'm not going!

There are talented people in the country, each with ** for hundreds of years.

The world is vast, vast, and there are many heroes and enchanting. This is an era of heroes, and there must be heroes and heroes, and talents.

The prosperous world is magnificent and colorful, with hundreds of flowers blooming and competing for the flow. Everyone is chasing the top and longing to have the power to surpass the mortal world in order to shock the world and overlook the world.

In Yang Tian's eyes, Ye Qingyan is the best among them, even the best!

Five years have passed, but with a flick of his finger, but Ye Qingyan can complete the leap against the sky. From an uncultivable waste, he has achieved today's reputation, shaken the world, and make countless heavenly arrogance in the world look up. How crazy it is!

Let the pride look up, make people sigh, and make the world crazy!

At a young age, he has a peerless potential. Over the years, he has worked hard and persistently, going further and further, riding the dust, so that the world can only see his back, and becoming more majestic.

Unconsciously, he has gradually completed a young man's leap to a great man. This step is as far as the Milky Way, as close and close. Many people yearn for it, but it is difficult to reach it all their lives.

For many people, it is like a chasm, and for Ye Qingyan, it lifts its feet and passes.

Yang Tian was also an unruly figure in those years. He rarely admired a person. Murong, who was crazy, was one of them, but now, Ye Qingyan is another.

He has to admit that Ye Qingyan is indeed far better than Yang Poxiao, and much better.

"Murong Qingcheng does have a vision far beyond others. The so-called horny, young people become famous, and peerless people are just like that!"

Yang Tian sighed, and he suddenly admired the woman named Murong Qingcheng. At the age of 14, she dared to live and die with Ye Qingyan and could stand beside Ye Qingyan without hesitation. Even if she knew that she was facing two huge things, even if she knew that her future was bumpy and full of thorns, she was still unwavering.

In fact, when a woman chooses a man, she is taking a lifetime bet. If she wins the bet, she will naturally be successful, stay together, and be happy together. If you lose the bet, your life will be desolate.

And Murong Qingcheng won the bet and won a lot. Of course, the premise is that she can successfully come out of the gate of life and death.

In those years, Ye Qingyan was just a depressed prince. He could not practice and his body was half-abandoned. He had to beware of Ye Jiuxiao's pursuit from time to time, which could be called extremely humble. At that time, he had nothing. How could he deserve the peerless city?

But Qingcheng has no regrets. She is such a woman, but she is also persistent. As long as she chooses, she will never give up. Even if she resists many elders and breaks with the underworld, she still has no regrets.

For Ye Qingyan, she almost gave up everything. She ignored her family and sects. Many elders also talked back to her face, were not humble, and turned upside down. Finally, she even made a vow to break through the gate of life and death angrily, and Qiyi could turn around gorgeously.

She hoped that Ye Qingyan could come, but she didn't want him to come. He was full of enemies all over the world. If he got into trouble with two huge things like the Nether Hall and the Soul Destroyer Sect again, it would definitely be more difficult.

She knew his dedication to kendo, but hoped that he would be safe.

In the 20 years of her life, she thought the most right thing was to meet Ye Qingyan and fall in love with him when she was 14 years old.

Even in the face of many obstacles and the uncertain future, Murong Qingcheng will still smile when he sees Ye Qingyan.

The promise of a lifetime is not the vow of the mountains and sea, nor the lingering dependence of each other, but the hearts are still close to each other even in the ends of the world.

Yang Tian sighed, his eyes turned around, with the deepest thoughts.

Such a pair of beautiful people can be called a perfect combination. Outsiders can't be disassembled in any case. Why does Yang Poxiao need to insert them?

It's just annoying and laughing.

"The swordsman is fearless, I knew you would come!"

Liu Wuxiang stared at Ye Qingyan, who stood indifferently. His eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, that is, he defeated his pride for many years, that is, he let himself taste the bitterness of failure. This taste is really uncomfortable. But strangely, in the face of this man who brought humiliation to himself, he had no hatred.

The swordsman is fearless. Ye Qingyan is a real swordsman. Therefore, even if he knows that he has to face the existence of two giants, he still comes and is fearless.

Such a free and arrogant man deserves his respect, and it is not shameful to lose himself in his hands.

"Brother Wuxiang went to Yangzhou in person to convey the news, and Ye thanked him here!"

Ye Qingyan smiled. Although the two had different positions, they were both swordsmen, proud to the bone and cherished each other.

Each swordsman has his own way, his own method, and the swordsman's way may be different, but it is also super vulgar and amazing.

Liu Wuxiang shook his head and said with a wry smile, "You should know that I didn't do anything good!"

He went to Yangzhou to recapture the Shuirou Sword. In fact, it was to test Ye Qingyan's strength. Among the swordsmen of the young generation, there will eventually be the strongest one. Liu Wu is extremely persistent and ambitious compared with kendo, and naturally coveted the throne of the king.

As long as the swordsman of the young generation defeats Jin Kunxiang and Ye Qingyan, he is the strongest. Liu Wuxiang has this confidence!

If you can be the first, no one wants to be the second!

Strive to the top of the list!

So, there is a confrontation between Liu Wuxiang and Ye Qingyan!

"You should know what the ghost represents. The Soul Destroyer and the Nether Hall are not good. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger. You will die this time!"

Liu Wuxiang was silent for a moment and said with complicated eyes, "Take care of yourself!"

Ye Qingyan nodded with a plain look. He was afraid that he would not come.

Ye Qingyan turned to Murong, who looked more and more gloomy, and frowned, "Senior, please come out of your adoptive father and Qingcheng. I want to meet them!"

"Ky, I don't know how to praise!"

Murong said, "If you don't want to give you face, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ye Qingyan looked cold and stared at several old men who suddenly appeared beside Murong. These old guys gave him the feeling of Yuezhi, and there was a sea-like terror in his body, which was unfathomable. He narrowed his eyes and sneered, "What, do you want to suppress people with momentum?"

So many people appeared together, and each of them used their thorough cultivation to put too much pressure on Ye Qingyan, which made him almost breathless. However, the loser will not lose the array, and the swordsman would rather not bend. How could he bow his head?

"My future boy, I don't welcome you in the Nether Hall. Leave quickly!"

A silver-haired old man said indifferently that his eyes were deep, as if he had experienced eternal reincarnation, incomparable vicissitudes of life, indifferent tone, and no emotional fluctuations.

"What if I don't leave?" Ye Qingyan clenched his fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out.

"If you don't drink a toast, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The silver-haired old man glanced at Ye Qingyan faintly and made him jump. "Others are afraid of her sword emperor after the snow. I'm not afraid of the Nether Hall. If you mess around again, don't blame me for killing!"

"And my soul-killing sect!"

Yang Poxiao took a step forward and stared at Ye Qingyan, with deep hatred in his eyes. "The snow queen women are useless here. The Soul Destroyer and the Nether Hall are in the same spirit and helping each other. Even if the two women come together, they will return in gloom!"

"You are a depressed prince, helpless. There are thousands of people in the world who want you to die. It's great luck to live to this day!"

Yang Poxiao looked ferocious and roared, "I see what you can do against my Soul Destroyer and the Nether Palace!"

Ye Qingyan's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed.

"A generation of heroes, if you are not careful, you will also fall..."

"Ye Qingyan was reckless and unprepared. He plunged into the ghost and recklessly. I'm afraid there will be a great disaster!"

"The Nether Hall and the Soul Destroyer obviously do not buy the accounts of the Snow Queen's female master. Besides, these two women seem to have been in trouble recently and can't spare their hands to take care of Ye Qingyan. No wonder these two are so arrogant!"

"He is lonely and helpless. If he provokes the Nether Hall and the Soul Destroyer Sect, I'm afraid there will be a murder!"

......

The ghosts are not all ghosts. Many of them come from the four forces and take root in the ghosts. Now when they see Ye Qingyan, they seem to be in trouble. They can't help whispering. There are those who gloat the disaster, and there are sympathizers... All kinds of moods.

"Haha..."

Yang Poxiao laughed, "Ye Qingyan, if I were you, I would turn around and leave now, maybe I can save my life!"

Everyone stared at Ye Qingyan and wondered how he would choose whether he would save his life and retreat in time, or persist in order to persevere, even if he paid the price of his life?

Ye Qingyan was silent, and the light flashed in his eyes. Go? Impossible! If you want to kill him, I'm afraid you will have to pay the price, which is too high for you to bear!

Ye Qingyan sneered in his heart, and the momentum around his body became colder and colder.

Murong and others became more and more indifferent, and Yang Poxiao's ferocious laughter spread all over the world, making everyone shiver.

Ye Qingyan clenched his fists, his blue veins were exposed, and his eyes were full of ferociousness and madness. How could he leave? How is that different from a shrink-headed turtle?

Everyone stared at Ye Qingyan and waited for his answer.

"If I can't see Qingcheng, I won't leave!" Ye Qingyan gritted his teeth.

Yang Poxiao raised a curvature of conspiracy at the corners of his mouth and smiled.

stubborn!" Murong snorted coldly.

Ye Qingyan stood on the back of Xiaojin with his hands on his back, with a straight posture, like a giant sword, and his sharp blade was fascinating.

Unyielding, inseparable!

He knew that Murong Qingcheng was worth doing so hard!

See you in six years, and he will give her an unforgettable beautiful memory. In order to see her, she will be unyielding and put aside!

Wan!

Everyone is in an uproar. What kind of persistence can have such a power beyond life and death?

"Who dares to bully Xiaoba?"

At this moment of public attention, a cold shout came from the distant sky, making everyone's body tremble.