Chapter 2796
This is real!
When everyone saw that face, their discoloration changed!
Master Lin, Lin Fan, turned out to be Chu Yan?
Master Lin is a legendary figure of the Jiannan Sect. Since the rise of the branch sect, he was the first. After that, the Shengxian Pond absorbed the power of immortals for ten years. After that, he confronted the Mu family, the first immortal cultivator in the Dao domain, and challenged the sword tablet with eight perfections like never before. , obtained the inheritance of Daoyan Grandmaster, and now the first place in the Treasure Dedication Conference, has won the honor of the Immortal Pond!
It can be said that Master Lin has too many names, and has been hailed as an existence that will surpass Feiqingyang for a long time.
And now, he turned out to be Chu Yan!
It turned out to be the devil who killed Jiu Wuxin, the third son of kendo, suppressed Hu Sen, the biggest winner of overseas hunting, and even severely injured Fei Qingyang with his strength in the soaring stage!
When the names of the two overlapped, it was already too amazing.
A person from the Demon Realm actually came to the Dao Realm and achieved such a high achievement in the Sword Dao. This matter is too incredible.
The biggest question is, how could Chu Yan not die back then!
At this moment, everyone's eyes converged on that young figure.
"After this battle, our brothers will reminisce about the past, Ying'er, it's hard work!"
Chu Yan turned his head, looked at Dao Hen and the others and Liu Yueying, and said with a smile.
This smile was a warm smile. For so many years, Chu Yan could not have shown such a smile in front of outsiders, only in front of his brother and wife.
Liu Yueying, Dao Hen and the others nodded their heads. Tears welled up in their eyes. This joy cannot be expressed in words.
But Chu Yan didn't look at Yue Nuanyang from the beginning to the end. There were some things that didn't need to be entangled.
At this moment in Yue Nuanyang's heart, the five flavors are mixed, whether it is joy or pain.
Chu Yan turned his head and looked at Fei Qingyang.
This is the battle of fate. Eight hundred years ago, Fei Qingyang bullied Chu Yan for his short cultivation time and killed Chu Yan. Today's battle is destined!
"Chu Yan, you are still alive, you are still alive, hahaha...haha, good, good, great!"
Fei Qingyang laughed loudly. He defeated Chu Yan back then, but he was not happy at all, because he felt that the only person who could grow into his opponent was dead.
Seeing that Chu Yan was still alive, he was not displeased at all, instead he was overjoyed. Among his peers, he finally had another opponent.
"This battle, just like in the past, comes to decide life and death!"
Chu Yan spoke lightly.
"Okay, the battle between you and me should be a battle of life and death. I gave you more than 800 years of time, don't let me down!"
Fei Qingyang showed fighting intent in his eyes.
The three emperors, Fu Qingyu and Mu Ziyu, were speechless.
This was a good opportunity. Although they didn't know why Chu Yan didn't die, they killed him with Fei Qingyang's current strength, as if they were searching for something.
If they don't participate, no one can say anything even if Chu Yan dies in this battle. This is a battle for the younger generation!
"Then, come on!"
Chu Yan spoke lightly, and the momentum all over his body exploded instantly.
Early Vientiane!
Fei Qingyang looked at Chu Yan carefully, and there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, and he said, "For more than 800 years, you have only broken through to the Vientiane Period, which disappointed me too much. You are vulnerable, today, I will not kill you, you can go!"
Fei Qingyang originally thought that Chu Yan was hiding his strength, but after sweeping away the power of his soul, he found that Chu Yan was only in the early stage of Vientiane. This time, he was different from that time when he didn't have the right to speak. He opened his mouth. He wanted to wait until Chu Yan's cultivation was more advanced before fighting. Now this battle is meaningless to him.
The eyes of the three statues and the two emperors changed instantly, Chu Yan's aptitude was against the sky, and once he was released, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Liu Yueying, Dao Hen, and others were also worried. In their opinion, although Chu Yan was not dead, he was still seriously injured, so he only broke through to the Vientiane Period.
In fact, it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to break through a big bottleneck in eight hundred years, but Chu Yan was the arrogance of the arrogance, so it was indeed disappointing to everyone.
Chu Yan smiled lightly: "In those days, when I ascended to great perfection, you heard half a step, you didn't show mercy, and you don't need to do that today. Today's battle is a fateful battle, only life and death, you don't need to show mercy to me, I There will be no mercy for you!"
"Pity? You say you have pity on me? It's ridiculous, take out your two treasures of ancient cultivation, or you won't be able to stop my blow!"
Fei Qingyang laughed loudly, he already felt a little bored about this battle.
"I came to Jiannan Sect to practice for more than 300 years, and I want to kill you with swordsmanship!"
Chu Yan's complexion did not change at all, and he spoke softly again.
"Kill me with swordsmanship? Hahaha... Not to mention that you have been recognized by eight sword monuments, and I have been recognized by nine sword monuments, only this sword, in my hand, is the fourth blood rain demon on the sword list. Jian, you don't have a famous sword, and you want to fight me with a sword for such a humble cultivation base?"
Fei Qingyang felt even more funny when he heard it. If it wasn't for Chu Yan, he would have been disdainful of talking.
When everyone heard this, they all nodded their heads in their hearts, not to mention how Chu Yan's cultivation was. Even if his cultivation was really the same as Fei Qingyang, and Fei Qingyang had the Blood Rain Demon Sword in hand, Chu Yan couldn't deal with it, let alone his Now the strength is far weaker than Fei Qingyang.
There was also disdain in the eyes of the three gods.
This devil child of the demon domain, who was arrogant and overestimated and died in the past, must be the same today.
However, Chu Yan smiled indifferently: "Hehe, Fei Qingyang, you took your own life to cultivate swords, but the sword you used in the end was made by others. Although I don't have the sword of the sword list, I have made the sword myself! "
Between the words, a flash of light flashed in Chu Yan's hand, and he pulled out the purple gold flying sword behind him.
This sword has been with Chu Yan for too long, and this time it has grown up with Chu Yan for more than 300 years.
"Wang-level immortal treasure? Haha...Chu Yan, you are just a king-level garbage immortal treasure, do you want to compare with my sword, the blood rain demon sword, the treasure of ancient repair? I can't bear the power of my blow, go away! I don't want to kill you! You are no longer worthy of my flying opponent!"
Fei Qingyang suddenly felt that this matchup was meaningless. Perhaps it was because his expectations for Chu Yan were too high.
"Hehe, who said my strength, my sword, is just that?"
Chu Yan sneered.
Also at this moment, outside the Nine Rings Mountains, the Nine Rings, the Eighth Ring, the Seventh Ring, the Sixth Ring, the Fifth Ring... Countless breaths rose into the sky!
When everyone saw that face, their discoloration changed!
Master Lin, Lin Fan, turned out to be Chu Yan?
Master Lin is a legendary figure of the Jiannan Sect. Since the rise of the branch sect, he was the first. After that, the Shengxian Pond absorbed the power of immortals for ten years. After that, he confronted the Mu family, the first immortal cultivator in the Dao domain, and challenged the sword tablet with eight perfections like never before. , obtained the inheritance of Daoyan Grandmaster, and now the first place in the Treasure Dedication Conference, has won the honor of the Immortal Pond!
It can be said that Master Lin has too many names, and has been hailed as an existence that will surpass Feiqingyang for a long time.
And now, he turned out to be Chu Yan!
It turned out to be the devil who killed Jiu Wuxin, the third son of kendo, suppressed Hu Sen, the biggest winner of overseas hunting, and even severely injured Fei Qingyang with his strength in the soaring stage!
When the names of the two overlapped, it was already too amazing.
A person from the Demon Realm actually came to the Dao Realm and achieved such a high achievement in the Sword Dao. This matter is too incredible.
The biggest question is, how could Chu Yan not die back then!
At this moment, everyone's eyes converged on that young figure.
"After this battle, our brothers will reminisce about the past, Ying'er, it's hard work!"
Chu Yan turned his head, looked at Dao Hen and the others and Liu Yueying, and said with a smile.
This smile was a warm smile. For so many years, Chu Yan could not have shown such a smile in front of outsiders, only in front of his brother and wife.
Liu Yueying, Dao Hen and the others nodded their heads. Tears welled up in their eyes. This joy cannot be expressed in words.
But Chu Yan didn't look at Yue Nuanyang from the beginning to the end. There were some things that didn't need to be entangled.
At this moment in Yue Nuanyang's heart, the five flavors are mixed, whether it is joy or pain.
Chu Yan turned his head and looked at Fei Qingyang.
This is the battle of fate. Eight hundred years ago, Fei Qingyang bullied Chu Yan for his short cultivation time and killed Chu Yan. Today's battle is destined!
"Chu Yan, you are still alive, you are still alive, hahaha...haha, good, good, great!"
Fei Qingyang laughed loudly. He defeated Chu Yan back then, but he was not happy at all, because he felt that the only person who could grow into his opponent was dead.
Seeing that Chu Yan was still alive, he was not displeased at all, instead he was overjoyed. Among his peers, he finally had another opponent.
"This battle, just like in the past, comes to decide life and death!"
Chu Yan spoke lightly.
"Okay, the battle between you and me should be a battle of life and death. I gave you more than 800 years of time, don't let me down!"
Fei Qingyang showed fighting intent in his eyes.
The three emperors, Fu Qingyu and Mu Ziyu, were speechless.
This was a good opportunity. Although they didn't know why Chu Yan didn't die, they killed him with Fei Qingyang's current strength, as if they were searching for something.
If they don't participate, no one can say anything even if Chu Yan dies in this battle. This is a battle for the younger generation!
"Then, come on!"
Chu Yan spoke lightly, and the momentum all over his body exploded instantly.
Early Vientiane!
Fei Qingyang looked at Chu Yan carefully, and there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, and he said, "For more than 800 years, you have only broken through to the Vientiane Period, which disappointed me too much. You are vulnerable, today, I will not kill you, you can go!"
Fei Qingyang originally thought that Chu Yan was hiding his strength, but after sweeping away the power of his soul, he found that Chu Yan was only in the early stage of Vientiane. This time, he was different from that time when he didn't have the right to speak. He opened his mouth. He wanted to wait until Chu Yan's cultivation was more advanced before fighting. Now this battle is meaningless to him.
The eyes of the three statues and the two emperors changed instantly, Chu Yan's aptitude was against the sky, and once he was released, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Liu Yueying, Dao Hen, and others were also worried. In their opinion, although Chu Yan was not dead, he was still seriously injured, so he only broke through to the Vientiane Period.
In fact, it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to break through a big bottleneck in eight hundred years, but Chu Yan was the arrogance of the arrogance, so it was indeed disappointing to everyone.
Chu Yan smiled lightly: "In those days, when I ascended to great perfection, you heard half a step, you didn't show mercy, and you don't need to do that today. Today's battle is a fateful battle, only life and death, you don't need to show mercy to me, I There will be no mercy for you!"
"Pity? You say you have pity on me? It's ridiculous, take out your two treasures of ancient cultivation, or you won't be able to stop my blow!"
Fei Qingyang laughed loudly, he already felt a little bored about this battle.
"I came to Jiannan Sect to practice for more than 300 years, and I want to kill you with swordsmanship!"
Chu Yan's complexion did not change at all, and he spoke softly again.
"Kill me with swordsmanship? Hahaha... Not to mention that you have been recognized by eight sword monuments, and I have been recognized by nine sword monuments, only this sword, in my hand, is the fourth blood rain demon on the sword list. Jian, you don't have a famous sword, and you want to fight me with a sword for such a humble cultivation base?"
Fei Qingyang felt even more funny when he heard it. If it wasn't for Chu Yan, he would have been disdainful of talking.
When everyone heard this, they all nodded their heads in their hearts, not to mention how Chu Yan's cultivation was. Even if his cultivation was really the same as Fei Qingyang, and Fei Qingyang had the Blood Rain Demon Sword in hand, Chu Yan couldn't deal with it, let alone his Now the strength is far weaker than Fei Qingyang.
There was also disdain in the eyes of the three gods.
This devil child of the demon domain, who was arrogant and overestimated and died in the past, must be the same today.
However, Chu Yan smiled indifferently: "Hehe, Fei Qingyang, you took your own life to cultivate swords, but the sword you used in the end was made by others. Although I don't have the sword of the sword list, I have made the sword myself! "
Between the words, a flash of light flashed in Chu Yan's hand, and he pulled out the purple gold flying sword behind him.
This sword has been with Chu Yan for too long, and this time it has grown up with Chu Yan for more than 300 years.
"Wang-level immortal treasure? Haha...Chu Yan, you are just a king-level garbage immortal treasure, do you want to compare with my sword, the blood rain demon sword, the treasure of ancient repair? I can't bear the power of my blow, go away! I don't want to kill you! You are no longer worthy of my flying opponent!"
Fei Qingyang suddenly felt that this matchup was meaningless. Perhaps it was because his expectations for Chu Yan were too high.
"Hehe, who said my strength, my sword, is just that?"
Chu Yan sneered.
Also at this moment, outside the Nine Rings Mountains, the Nine Rings, the Eighth Ring, the Seventh Ring, the Sixth Ring, the Fifth Ring... Countless breaths rose into the sky!
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