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Chapter 698: The Final Arrives

Jian Xue Fei is extremely proud, and in terms of swordsmanship, he regards himself as invincible in the world.

Therefore, when Ye Qingyun appeared in front of him, and the latter's kendo talent was even more powerful than him, jealousy quickly grew in his heart.

Jealousy burned like a flame so much that it made him lose his mind.

Ye Qingyun looked at the young man rushing and couldn't help but shake his head.

He had already given the other party a chance, and more than once, but the other party still wanted to kill him.

A sword stabbed out, the sword shadow flickered, and a terrifying sword aura surged around, striking forward.

The next moment, there was a bang.

I saw that there was more blood on Jian Xuefei's body, and the next moment, he stopped suddenly, poofed, knelt on the ground, and then rolled his head directly to the ground.

Sword Snow Fly, Die!

This scene fell in the eyes of the people around them, and their hearts trembled, as if a hammer was smashing into their hearts.

The sword path demon figure of the sword sect was killed by Ye Qingyun in this way.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

"No!" Zhu Feixiu saw his friend die tragically in the hands of Ye Qingyun, his eyes became extremely blood-red, full of strong killing intent.

If gaze can kill, Ye Qingyun doesn't know how many times he has died.

"Ye Qingyun, you are looking for death!" Zhu Feixiu roared, the green tendons on his face were exposed in an instant, like a small cyan snake swimming.

His face was so gloomy that he was about to drip blood, and he was about to strike.

A voice came indifferently: "There is no rule in the battle of the nine major factions that you can't kill people, if he wants to kill me, then he must be prepared to be killed by me, if he doesn't even have this kind of awareness, what kind of battle of the nine major factions will he participate in." ”

Ye Qingyun looked at the latter indifferently, and then jumped slightly.

"Ye Qingyun, I want your life in the final!" Zhu Feixiu clenched his fists fiercely, making a crackling sound, and the hideous color on his face became even thicker, making him look like a demon.

It's just that his words fell like air in Ye Qingyun's ears.

Ye Qingyun felt very ridiculous about what these people thought.

Is he not allowed to kill others only if he is allowed to kill him?

What kind of bullshit is this?

The quarterfinals and the semifinals are also completely over.

The top four places have been released, namely Ye Qingyun, Zhu Feixiu, Duan Yi and Huang, the Nine Emperors.

Three days later, there will be a grand final, and the four will decide the winner and loser at that time.

Who is the champion, you will know when the time comes.

Among these four people, the one who shocked everyone the most was the emperor.

Especially the black-gold book in the emperor's hand, which contains strange powers.

In addition to the emperor, the second person who attracted great attention was Ye Qingyun.

No one expected Ye Qingyun to come this far, and it seemed that he hadn't used all his strength yet.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun was in the room, and there was a blue-haired girl lying on the huge bed.

Wen Xueqing's injuries are much better now, and he will be able to recover completely after a few days of rest.

Seeing the latter fall asleep, Ye Qingyun closed the door.

Outside the door, a young man stood.

"Second prince, I hope you will send more people here. Ye Qingyun said in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Duan Ling nodded heavily, and quickly gave an order, without his order, no one except Ye Qingyun was allowed to approach this room.

When Ye Qingyun heard this, he also nodded.

Three days later, the sun rose.

The entire Imperial City was already boiling.

After half a month, more than 10,000 contestants are now left with only four people.

These four people are undoubtedly the strongest of the ten thousand.

Today is the final moment for the four to decide the winner.

The battle of the nine major factions has attracted the attention of countless people.

Everyone wants to know who is the strongest of the four.

Before the game started, everyone was already talking about it.

"I think that young man named Huang and holding a strange book in his hand is very strong, and he is likely to be the champion of this battle of the nine major factions!"

"I still think that the Nine Emperors are powerful, you must know that his identity represents the imperial family, and he is obviously here to participate in the battle of the nine major factions for the champion, otherwise wouldn't the imperial family be very faceless?"

"Nonsense, Zhu Feixiu is amazing, I can't see through this guy. ”

"What about Ye Qingyun, this guy is very powerful in swordsmanship, and even Jian Xuefei is not his opponent. ”

Everyone said with a smile on their faces, as if they were going to participate in the decisive battle of the nine major factions.

At this moment, the venue has changed.

The ring is not built on the ground, but in the void.

Beneath the ring there are countless rocks that float and hold up the entire ring.

There is only one ring, and there will be a two-by-two duel, and then the winner will face off in two-by-two, and finally the champion will be determined.

In addition to the ring being built in the void, there are also stands that are also built in the void.

It's just that its position is higher than the ring, and sitting there, you can see every move below at a glance.

A figure shot from afar, like a sharp sword, tearing through the sky, with an astonishing sword aura.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe took a step with his right foot, and the next moment, his figure had already appeared in the stands.

A pair of eyes were filled with anger, as if they could breathe flames from them.

"It's the Sword Venerable of the Sword Sect!" someone exclaimed.

The finals of the nine factions are eye-catching.

Those characters who have seen the beginning and the end of the dragon will also appear, witnessing the production of the champion together.

The comer is no stranger to Ye Qingyun.

It is the sword venerable of the sword sect.

A cold killing intent appeared in Jian Zun's eyes, he was naturally furious when he learned that his disciple Jian Xuefei had died, but he also knew that the second prince Duan Ling and Ye Qingyun had a very good relationship, so he suppressed the anger in his heart, but after seeing Ye Qingyun at this moment, the killing intent in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and it broke out completely, and a pair of murderous eyes stabbed Ye Qingyun fiercely like a sharp sword.

At the same time, a figure came from the north.

When the figure moved, a large amount of cyan air flow was generated in the void, like a dragon constantly roaring, the long cyan hair fluttered gently in the breeze, circulating with cyan light, the light flashed with coldness, a few flickers, and he came to the front of Jian Zun.

This person is the lineage of the Qinglong faction, Qingming.

He looked down, and when he saw the young man in white, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and then he snorted coldly: "Traitor!"

Immediately after, another figure also appeared next to him.

Zhu Ming of the Zhu family, he said to the people around him: "Don't worry, I have called Fei Xiu, as long as I meet Ye Qingyun, I will definitely take off his head, in this way, even the second prince can't say anything, after all, there is no rule that the nine major factions can't kill people in the decisive battle." ”