Chapter 797

Yan He's voice is domineering and powerful. He seems to be the controller here.

Qin Xuan looked at Yan He indifferently and said, "are the people of Heifeng mountain such idiots?"

"What are you talking about?" Yan He's eyes were suddenly frozen. His sharp eyes forced Qin Xuan. A man on the fifth floor of the yuan King's territory, dare to ridicule him as an idiot and seek death?

"If you're not an idiot, you're blind." Qin Xuan said faintly, "do you need us to tell you whether Zhu Xu is here?"

Yan He looked stiff and said, "who are you? Let Zhu Xu talk to me."

"If you want to find Zhu Xu, it's none of my business." Qin Xuan glanced at Yan He, then ignored him and turned away.

"You are presumptuous!" A sharp color flashed in Yan He's eyes, and his palm suddenly grabbed forward. The terrible strong wind cut out like a sharp blade, and a cold feeling swept away towards Qin Xuan.

"Who is presumptuous?"

A cold voice sounded, and the space seemed to be quiet. A sword light cut out of the void, as if it had broken the time and space of the years and directly cut into Yan He's palm.

Yan He's face remained unchanged. His palm slapped out. The palm print collided with the sword Qi. The sword Qi directly broke the palm print and cut it down. A sense of pain came into Yan He's mind.

Yan he opened his palm and saw a slender blood mark. If his body was not strong enough, the sword could tear his palm.

I saw a young man in white in front of me, with a slight color on his face, and said faintly: "the people of Heifeng mountain are not only idiots, but also very rude."

With this remark, Yan He and Heifeng mountain all turned ugly. Yan He looked at the Antarctic sword with some fear and said, "who are you?"

Yan he was extremely shocked at this time. He only knew that the most powerful person of Chiyang Wei was Zhu Xu. Unexpectedly, the strength of the person in front of him was also very strong. A sword Qi would hurt him, and his strength was never lower than him.

"Antarctic sword." The Antarctic sword chuckled.

Yan He's eyes showed a look of doubt. He has never heard of the Antarctic sword. Is it the Tianjiao hidden in Chiyang territory?

Antarctic sword went to Qin Xuan, then looked at Yan He and said, "if you want to find Zhu Xu, you can find it yourself, but if you are rude to our leader, don't blame our men for being ruthless."

"Leader?" Yan He's eyes coagulated and thought of something faintly. His eyes fell on Qin Xuan. His eyes showed a bit of disbelief: "are you the leader of Chiyang territory?"

"What do you say?" Qin Xuan said faintly that this guy has no eyesight.

Yan he felt that it was incredible that the leader of chiyangwei had only five levels of cultivation of the king of yuan. What's the matter?

Also, he is a leader. What is the identity of Zhu Xu?

"If there's nothing to do, get out of the way. We don't have time to waste time here with you." Qin Xuan looked unhappy.

After that, Qin Xuan was ready to take the people away. Yan He flashed a different look and said loudly, "wait a minute!"

Qin Xuan's footsteps stopped in response, looked back at Yan He and asked, "what else do you have?"

"Did you take the ten thousand year ice grass?" Yan he stared at Qin Xuan's eyes and said slowly.

When this remark fell, Qin Xuan immediately understood Yan He's intention. It turned out that he was looking for ten thousand year ice grass, but his look didn't change much. He said coldly, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Yan he didn't believe it. For some reason, he thought that Wannian ice grass was probably taken away by Qin Xuan.

The people of chiyangwei also know that ten thousand year cold ice grass is a very rare magic medicine to restore soul power. It can be found and can't be found.

Just now, Yan he asked Qin Xuan whether the ten thousand year ice grass had been taken away by him. Could it be that Yan He's ten thousand year ice grass had been stolen?

At the thought of this, the people looked very angry.

Why did Wannian icy grass come to Chiyang Wei to find someone when it was stolen? Even if it was stolen by the people of Chiyang Wei, it can only be blamed on his own lack of strength. Isn't it a shame to come here to find someone?

Suddenly, a series of hostile eyes fell on Yan He. Yan He's eyes were slightly frozen. He knew they wouldn't take the initiative to hand it in. If they handed it in directly, it wouldn't be Chiyang territory.

"It seems that you are not going to cooperate well." Yan he opened his mouth and said, "to remind you, I'm not the only one looking for ten thousand year ice grass, but also Yin Yu and Zhong Xu. Do you want these people to be buried with you?"

"You can try and see if you can get out of here alive before they come." Qin Xuan looked at Yan he calmly, as if he were saying very ordinary words.

If you dare to threaten him, you'll be buried here.

When the voice fell, the Antarctic sword took a step forward, and a wisp of sword Qi diffused out.

This move is very obvious. If you want to fight, Chiyang territory will accompany you.

At this moment, the faces of Chiyang guards were very proud, and their hearts were very proud. These were their leaders. Even if their strength was not the strongest, their majesty could not be infringed by others at will.

"Good, I remember you." Yan He looked at Qin Xuan coldly, with a warning, and then said to the people of Heifeng mountain, "let's go."

"It turns out that this is the Tianjiao of Heifeng mountain. It's just so. I thought it was really strong." In Chiyang Wei, someone whispered and laughed.

"Yes, how strong I was when I came. Now I can't just leave in despair."

“……”

Yan He, who had not yet gone far, heard this, the lines on his face suddenly twisted, and a terrible smell suddenly burst out on his body, turned into a huge handprint and grabbed it at the speaker.

All this happened so quickly that he saw the handprint coming directly on the man's head, and then fastened his head. Qin Xuan suddenly changed his look and shouted, "dare you!"

"Why dare not!" Yan He sneered, and his palm suddenly forced and clicked. The man's head was directly crushed and his brain burst out.

The people around were shocked and pale at this scene. They couldn't say a word. It's said that the people of Heifeng mountain were very bloody. They didn't believe it just now, but now they have to believe it.

Just because of one word, Yan he took a direct shot and crushed the man's head. It's too cruel.

At this time, Qin Xuan's face was completely cold, and a strong and extreme killing intention bloomed. His dark eyes looked at Yan He. At this time, Yan he was already a dead man in his eyes.

"Antarctic sword." Qin Xuan said coldly, "kill."

Without a superfluous word, the body of the Antarctic sword shoots out like the wind, and the terrible sword intention erupts. A sword Qi is formed in the void, like a soft line, but it falls on the space, and the space is directly chopped up.

In an instant, the endless and terrible sword intention was overwhelming. Yan He only felt that his whole body was locked by the cold sword intention, as if there were countless swords flowing on his body, stabbing his skin, cutting up and down his whole body, as if pierced by thousands of swords.

"What a terrible sword idea." Yan he felt a strong threat from the stormy waves in his heart.

At his level, few of his peers can force him to this step, and Antarctic sword is one of them.

"Roar!" Yan he roared, and a demon bear shadow appeared behind him. It was powerful and boundless. The demon bear waved his fists and slapped down with terrible power, and Shengsheng scattered the sword Qi.

But even so, there was still some sword Qi falling on Yan He's body, forcing him back a few steps.

"Drop, drop."

The sound of blood dripping sounded, and countless people looked frozen. Yan He, you're hurt!

Yan He's flesh is a demon bear. His defense is amazing, but he is hurt by the sword Qi of the Antarctic sword. It can be imagined how terrible the sword Qi of the Antarctic sword has.

The Antarctic sword looks cold and continues to move forward. The infinite potential between heaven and earth seems to converge towards him and integrate with the sword.

I saw the momentum of the Antarctic sword growing stronger and stronger, as if incarnating a peerless sword God, causing a strong sense of oppression to Yan He.

Looking at the Antarctic sword, Yan he felt a sense of killing, and his heart shook fiercely. The Antarctic sword really wanted to kill him.

The collision just now has proved that the strength of the Antarctic sword is stronger than him. If he collides again, he is likely to lose.

At this point, a sharp color flashed in Yan He's eyes, and his palm grabbed at Heifeng mountain beside him.

The man felt a strong wind coming and his face changed for a moment. He was trying to escape. However, his palm directly clasped his body and couldn't move at all.

"Sacrifice for me." Yan He gave a low cry in his heart, threw his arm hard and threw the man to the South Pole sword. At the same time, he quickly swept away in the opposite direction. Obviously, he was going to escape.

"Can you walk away?" A cold voice sounded behind Yan He, and then a terrible force of cold ice fell on Yan He. Flying snow floated in the sky and gradually turned into an ice curtain to block in front of Yan He.

A figure in white suddenly appeared there, filled with the ultimate killing intention, as if the killing God possessed the body, and the terrible cold ice streamer flowed on the body.

"Ice rules!" Chiyangwei people stared at Qin Xuan, and their hearts fluctuated violently.

Qin Xuan showed a power of rules. He seemed to be a huge mysterious treasure. Every time he opened it, it would bring a huge shock to people. No one knew where his limit was.

"What a terrible gift." The heart of the Antarctic sword is also quite restless.

In his cognition, it is a very outstanding pride to understand more than five rules, while Qin Xuan has more than five rules, and each one is terrible enough to be on his own.

"Repent." Qin Xuan looked at Yan He indifferently and raised his palm slightly. Yan he opened his eyes wide, showing a look of fear. He shook his head madly and said, "no... don't kill me!"

The palm fell, and the sword light crossed the void and outlined a perfect curve.

Yan He's look suddenly solidified there. The lines on his face were twisted together, extremely ugly, as if he was suffering great pain. He could feel that the vitality in his body was passing away, and the feelings of anger, unwillingness and regret came to his heart.

With a loud bang, Yan He's body burst open, blood sprayed out, and dyed the void red.