Qin Lang!

A name that Chen Yan is familiar with.

When he heard someone calling, Chen Yan's eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of Mount Vantaa in front of him.

For this old man, his mood is also a little complicated, presumably if the other party sees him again at this time, I am afraid it will be very complicated.

"Brush, brush!"

Everyone present couldn't help but stand up one after another, and looked at Mount Vantaa.

The scalper is right.

This is indeed the best place to watch the game.

Looking forward from the Kirin Observation Deck, Mt. Vantaa, everything is clearly visible.

Chen Yan also wanted to see what kind of point this Qin Lang, who was once known as the seven killers of the three major families in Jiangning, had come to a long time.

"The war is over, take your head." Qi Lin couldn't help but divert his attention at this moment, but his eyes moved to the front of Vantaa Mountain, and he sneered at Chen Yan and said, showing a cruel and ruthless color.

Chen Yan didn't pay attention to this, but in the depths of his eyes, a trace of murderous intent flashed.

He's been patient long enough, and this guy still wants to die so much?

Holy Son?

Hehe, it just so happens that he doesn't seem to have killed the Holy Son yet.

Presumably, killing a holy son should not be a boring thing.

"Qin Lang, this Holy Son has arrived, come out to die!"

At this moment, a loud shout like thunder rang out, spreading in all directions, rumbling.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped on the Changhong, shot rapidly from the sky, and then appeared on the top of Mount Wanta.

"Boom!"

A powerful momentum erupted from the figure in an instant, like a mountain torrent, rushing into the sky, centering on the place where he was standing, and directly spreading in all directions.

This is a tall man, with long hair tied up, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking at his age, about twenty-three or four, wearing a black robe, the robe is windless and automatic, and the breath of the whole body is amazingly powerful.

This person is none other than Chen Feng, the holy son of the current Songshan Holy Land.

Chen Feng stood proudly with his hands behind his back at this moment, his gaze was as sharp as lightning, as if it was penetrating the void, and a strong Jindan powerhouse coercion was released from his body.

"Wow!"

Seeing this figure appear, the crowd that came to watch the battle was suddenly not calm, and immediately near Wanta Mountain, the crowd was boiling.

"Is that Chen Feng, the Holy Son of Songshan, wow, so handsome, if I can marry him, I am willing to die immediately."

"I heard that our family Fengfeng was very hard when he cultivated, he has been working hard, but there have been many people in the outside world who have been hacking him, I just want to say that these black fans really don't know our family Fengfeng at all."

"Fengfeng, I love you, I want to give you a monkey."

……

The voice of a fan sounded, and the eyes that looked at Chen Feng were full of inextricable worship, and the expression looked as if as long as Chen Feng opened his mouth, they could immediately open their legs and call Dad.

But I have to say that this Chen Feng is really a good skin, coupled with the fact that he is a cultivator, his body is constantly washed by the energy of heaven and earth, and his physical fitness has undergone all-round transformation and evolution, which makes him more charming.

Even the big stars who were handsome in TV dramas and movies in the past can't be compared.

This is the charm of cultivators, for those mortal girls, it is naturally full of temptation, and many people are full of illusions.

"Cut, Songshan Holy Son? It's just a joke, dare to fight with our Qin Lang Holy Son from Jiangning, it is really beyond our strength, our Huashan Holy Son Qin Lang is known as undefeated in a hundred battles. ”

"That is, Qin Lang's holy son is invincible, Chen Feng will be defeated, and you brain-dead women will all be finished."

There were also fans of Qin Lang who appeared and made a sound.

This phenomenon is almost the same as the fans pinching each other between those stars in the past.

However, for most of the others, the battle between the two holy sons is what attracts them the most.

They came to watch the battle this time in order to witness this great moment and leave a memory worth remembering in their own life trajectory.

After all, this is a duel between cultivators in the legendary Jindan period.

Before the drastic changes in heaven and earth, the cultivators of the Jindan period, that is, the immortals in the eyes of mortals, only existed in legends, how could they be as real as now.

This is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is more real than watching those movies and TV series.

It's an experience that can't be put into words without being there.

"Chen Feng, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The crowd was boiling, and suddenly, another loud shout rang out, suppressing everyone's voices.

Then suddenly, everyone only saw that at the foot of Mount Vantaa, suddenly a figure shot up and rushed to the sky, also stepping on a long rainbow, appearing in Mount Vantaa.

Qin Lang appeared!

The slender figure, standing in the wind, and wearing a white coat on his body, made him look personable.

His body also exuded a powerful aura, like a torrent, and at the same time carried a powerful sword intent.

He was actually a sword cultivator.

It really was him.

Chen Yan's gaze passed through the void and reached the top of Mount Wanta, and he also saw Qin Lang's figure at this moment.

I haven't seen him for three years, but he still recognized it at first sight, this is really his old acquaintance, Qin Lang.

At this time, Qin Lang also coiled his long hair, his face was like a jade, and his eyebrows showed a sharp temperament.

Of course, the gloomy aura on his body was even stronger, which made people feel very dangerous.

Chen Yan could feel that this guy had indeed changed a lot.

It's completely different from three years ago.

Three years ago, this guy was still a mortal, and his temperament was not so sharp, but three years later, he was already a master of the Jindan realm, and his sword intent was strong.

Chen Yan sensed the sword intent on the other party's body, to be honest, he was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that after this guy embarked on the path of cultivation, he actually chose to cultivate the sword.

Kendo, this is not something that ordinary people can practice, and only people with great perseverance and perseverance can practice it.

However, after thinking about it a little, Chen Yan was not surprised.

After all, three years ago, this guy was indeed a dog and insisted on killing him, even if he was finally pinched by him, forcibly forced to stand on his side, and successfully dealt with Ye Yihe, but after Ye Yihe, this guy was still so bold and refused to give up, and even directly in front of himself, bluntly saying that he would be his enemy in the future.

When I think about it now, I also feel like time has passed.

"This is Qin Lang, the newly promoted Holy Son of Huashan? It's really good. ”

"Just this sword intent has naturally made me have a strong sense of vigilance and vigilance, which should not be underestimated."

"Chen Feng, the holy son of Songshan, is not weak, this battle between these two people, no matter who wins or loses, is destined to be famous."

The voices were boiling, Qin Lang's appearance instantly made the atmosphere present active again, and became more hot and intense, and here at the Qilin Observation Deck, many people also stared at the two figures on Wanta Mountain, with a solemn and jealous look on their faces, and made their own voices.

Chen Yan saw that even the guy who shouted at him just now, Qi Lin, the Holy Son of Ziwei Holy Land, became solemn when he looked at the two figures on the top of the mountain at this time, and seemed to feel a lot of pressure.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, Qi Lin seemed to feel Chen Yan's gaze and looked at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's gaze did not dodge.

The two instantly exchanged their eyes in the air and collided fiercely.

"Humph!"

In the end, Qi Lin was defeated, snorted coldly, and withdrew his gaze.

Seeing this, Chen Yan smiled faintly, his face was calm, and he also withdrew his gaze.

When he looked at the three of them again, Meng Wushuang in the Dream Holy Land, Lin Huanyin in the Spirit Void Holy Land, and the Sanssono Holy Son, he saw that the three of them seemed to have sensed something, and they also turned around and smiled at him in response.

Seeing Meng Wushuang's smile, Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It's not her after all.

Although similar, the personalities are completely different.

They are really two similar flowers.

He also smiled at the three of them, and then temporarily shook off Lin Yan'er's affairs in his mind, and then moved his gaze back to the top of Vantaa Mountain.

"Boom!"

That's just at this time.

At the top of Vantaa Mountain, I don't know what Chen Feng and Qin Lang said, but the big war broke out.

The two holy sons have fought each other!

The terrifying fluctuations of the battle were instantly cleansed.