Chapter 82 is on the verge of breaking out

I was stimulated by Qin Yan's murderous spirit, why didn't Fan dare to slack off at all. He put on guard and asked, "Xiao Meng, how did the blood thief die? Why is this thing in your hands?"

Die Shumeng said, "Uncle, I will report this later." For the sake of the reputation of the Cangliu Hall, she can't tell the fact of stealing people's heads in public. At that time, she followed Qin Yan and took away people's heads only on a whim, and she did not expect such a situation today. Now that I think about it, it seems that the gains outweigh the losses...

At this time, Yu Hanyan, who had been silent for a long time, said, "My family knows one or two of this..."

She was a few steps away behind Qin Yan and took two steps forward, second only to Qin Yan. While she was walking, Die Shumeng also walked forward with a tacit understanding, stopping almost at the same time as her and stopping side by side with He Bufan. The action seems to be soothing and casual, but the rhythm of landing is exactly the same as that of Yu Hanyan. The two women's eyes met, showing a complex look.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, a confrontation between the two was formed, and a wonderful atmosphere was brewing during it. Yu Hanyan raised the corners of his mouth gently, with his hands behind him, and seemed to have no intention of drawing his sword. Die Shumeng stood silently with his sleeves down, with a careless look on his face.

Since the arrival of these two people, the tense momentum between Qin Yan and He Biefan has converged. He Butfan looked away, bowed his back and stood straight again, and had stopped accumulating momentum. Qin Yan narrowed his eyes, but also let go of the palm of his fist and retreated half a step later to return to a normal posture. In the blink of an eye, the previous cold murderous atmosphere disappeared.

But everyone present understands that this scene is by no means a manifestation of shaking hands and words. If things can be easily solved, the two fairies will not risk forcibly inserting into the war. At this moment, the hearts of the four people are tied to a string. As long as one of them has any abnormal movement, the group duel between the top masters will completely break out. At that time, the situation will not be under anyone's control, and it is very likely that it will end in the complete defeat of one side!

This situation is by no means what the four parties are happy to agree on. But when people are involuntarily in the world, in order to breathe, or something else, even if they know that the abyss in front of them is bottomless, they have to bravely walk up.

Due to the change of the situation, Yu Hanyan's voice paused for a moment, and then continued to say, "My family heard that my brother had heard that about 20 months ago, he found traces of blood-cavous robbers near Wuxiang Town in the southwest. After a few days of investigation, he found his hiding place and fought with it. Later, Diexian Zi happened to arrive, and the two worked together to kill the blood-clothes thief..."

Qin Yan couldn't help interrupting: "Sister, you think too much about the butterfly fairy!"

On that day, Die Shumeng followed him for more than a hundred miles and hid to watch him fight with the blood-clothed thief. After he was lucky enough to win, he took advantage of the opportunity to enter and secretly raid and steal the head. How can such a despicable and shameless villain become a living Bodhisattva in Yu Hanyan's mouth!

"Shut up!" Yu Hanyan scolded and said, "My family has been friends with the butterfly fairy for a long time. Don't my family know what kind of person she is?" If it weren't for her, how could you kill the blood thief?

Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. Only then did he find that Yuhanyan's ability to damage people was also unique. If he said it, he would scold some shameless, despicable and other rude words at most, how could he be as happy as Yu Hanyan!

However, Die Shumeng's face is also beyond people's reach. Under such obvious irony of Yu Hanyan, she even had a blush and ashamed look and replied without changing her face, "Thank you Jade Fairy for your praise. I just did what I should have done."

Qin Yan has nothing to say about her brazenness. It's a pity for a guy who can be so shameless not to go to the devil's door! By the way, she has mentioned Brother Huang Fan many times. Isn't she really thinking about it...

Yu Hanyan is probably helpless about such a person. She turned around and said, "However, if we start from the beginning, this person's head should eventually be taken by Qin. It is normal for the butterfly fairy to thank the kindness of the butterfly fairy. It is normal to lend it to the fairy to watch a few Japan. Now it is also natural to return to the original owner. Elder He, what do you think?

Why didn't you be silent for a long time and shook your head slowly? He is a very face-to-face person. He was forced to such a point by two juniors, and there is absolutely no reason to retreat.

"I don't know what happened that day, but since the head fell into the hands of the Cangyu Hall, it should belong to my school. It doesn't matter if Mr. Qin wants to borrow it to watch it for a moment. However, this thing has a very significant significance and can never be handed over to others!"

The temperature in the air dropped sharply, and there was a dead silence around it. A cold air suddenly rose and spread to all sides like mercury. This murderous atmosphere was not released by Qin Yan, but from Yu Hanyan. Her hand suddenly waved and pressed on the hilt of the sword behind her. Her pink face was full of evil, and her sword spirit rose like a moon. Her whole body seemed to turn into a sword out of the sheath. She shot coldly and shouted in a low voice, "Ege He, please think twice!"

He Fan's pupils shrank like the tip of a needle, clenched his fists, and answered with his head held high, "I have made up my mind. There is no room for discussion about this matter!"

Die Shumeng beside him sighed and slowly raised his right hand. Inside the sleeves, the light flashes.

"Hahaha--" Qin Yan laughed wildly, and there was a pale golden condensation between his palms. "The Cangliu Hall is really good at teaching apprentices, and they are in line with each other. But after today, this apprentice throne should also be replaced!"

The vigor is exciting, the clothes are flying, and the war is imminent. Not far away, Lin Muyao still wanted to interrupt, but was grabbed by He Zhongyi and Bai Lang and ran left and right, and ran more than 100 meters away in a blink of an eye. As for Mu Chengxue, he had long been escorted far away by He Lianshan who appeared at some point. This level of fighting alone is not what ordinary people can bear. If the two ladies still stay in place to watch the play, they will be damaged by this!

At this critical moment, an old voice suddenly sounded from afar: "Sirty, please stop--"

The voice rolled in, and it was still far away from the sky at the beginning. After saying the last few words, the person who made the voice had already swept closer, and the voice resounded through his ears, carrying a majestic momentum, and even inserted straight into the center of the four people. When the four of Qin Yan saw his appearance clearly, they found that a soft force surged and pushed them away a few steps away, and the fierce wind and overflowing murderous atmosphere in the field were also scattered.

This cultivation is really shocking. In today's world, in addition to the immortals who can't avoid the world, only Qingwei Julin Pavilion has reached this point.

After the vigorous dissipation, Qin Yan tried his best to stand firm and looked at Yu Hanyan, which was difficult to hide the shock in his eyes. On that day, he thought that as long as he was ten steps away, it would be enough to escape from the old hand of Lin Ge. No matter how bad it was, he could fight to death. At this moment, he completely eliminated the idea. In front of such a person who is close to the true immortal in the human world, he has no chance!

After the smoke and dust dissipated, Lin Gelao's figure appeared in front of everyone. He held the head of the blood-clad thief in his palm and watched in front of him.

"Ten years ago, I had several battles with blood-clothes thieves. At that time, he was full of magic flames and unscrupulous. I really didn't expect that he would end up dead at the hands of a fledgling descendant.