And the Heavenly Emperor and Queen of Heaven, who were watching the battle on the high platform, saw that Junchen's cultivation was so high, and he really didn't have a good face.

The rest also had disciples echoed: "Although cultivating demons can quickly improve their cultivation, after all, it is a crooked way of evil demons, and their breath is disordered and mixed, and if they are not careful, they will play with fire and self-immolation, Junchen Ye is still young, even if he is a fairy and demon body, he is not good at cultivating spiritual power, but he is so proficient in demonic energy, I am afraid it will be difficult to control it in the future." ”

Nangong Qingyao stared at the situation on the decisive platform from time to time, and her heart was inexplicably anxious.

These people are right, Yan He seems to be retreating at this time, but he is actually observing the weakness of Junchen's night moves.

In the later stage, Yan He was seriously injured under the blow of Junchen Ye, but it was precisely in a desperate situation that he was able to break through the limit. Yan He was already an immortal, and after this stimulation, he must have been able to cultivate to a higher level.

Nangong Qingyao had already prepared the elixir before coming to the Heavenly Realm, no matter if he won or lost, in case Jun Chenye lost the competition and was injured, he still had to comfort him.

Although compared to the cultivation realm, Yan and Junchen are a lot worse, even if they are suppressed with spiritual power, they will not lose, but it is one thing to be mentally prepared, it is really to watch the child he raised be injured, Nangong Qingyao's heart is as if it was being pulled up by a big hand.

Murong Xue naturally caught Nangong Qingyao's slightly impetuous and anxious expression, and her eyes sank slightly, she had never seen such a worried look.

In her impression, Nangong Qingyao has always been indifferent and proud, and nothing can get into her eyes.

When he was in the mortal world, Murong Xue used strong means to make Nangong Qingyao his belonging, and he also had a moment of vanity and joy, as if he had gained the pleasure of conquering a fierce horse.

But she also knew that Nangong Qingyao was an ancient god clan, an ice phoenix, and in her bones, she was noble, just like the ice and snow that would not melt in a snow-capped mountain for thousands of years, cold and unapproachable, but the more she was like this, the more she wanted to get it, even if it was difficult to recover, she also wanted to have this person.

However, Murong Xue's always cynical eyebrows and eyes set off a little ripple at this time.

Murong Xue's heart swelled with sourness and jealousy that he had never felt before, his Ah Bing should only care about her, and the others didn't even deserve Nangong Qingyao's disgust, how could they be worthy of her care?

At this time, the situation on the decisive platform also changed, Yan He was injured by the demonic qi, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and his pace gradually staggered, obviously unable to support it.

He understood that Jun Chenye was just to humiliate him, he was a child of the Yue Clan, and most of his cultivation was demonic energy, and Junchenye also used demonic energy to fight him, and he had no power to fight back when he suppressed him.

Then, Yan He was shocked by the aura around Jun Chenye's body a few meters away, and Jun Chenye flew and put the sword against his neck, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

"You've lost." Jun Chen said coldly with an expressionless face.

He obviously adhered to the principle of the competition, and the point was up to it.

There was silence all around, and the atmosphere was very heavy.

Most of the immortals in the heavenly realm who watched the excitement had already come to the conclusion that the possibility of Yan and a reversal was almost

Zero.

But the queen of heaven was surging with jealousy in her heart, she originally expected Yuejun's disciple to be able to suppress Jun Chenye, but she didn't expect that now it has become a stepping stone for Jun Chenye to become famous?

Nangong Qingyao was still very happy in her heart, although she felt that Jun Chenye would inevitably lose her caution in using demonic energy, but she was proud of her younger brother being so good.

Looking at the current situation, Yan He wants to turn the tables, and the possibility is very small.

Yan He saw contempt and cruelty in the dark pupils of Junchen's night.

His memories flashed back to the tragic scenes in an instant.

Except for Murong Xue, no one knew his true identity, in fact, he was also a surviving clansman of the Spirit Clan.

Faced with Murong Xue's invitation on a whim, he joined the Moon Clan.

......

"Mother! Brother! The boy's scream was hoarse, and he went crazy and tried to rush into the crowd.

Several people surrounded his mother, making adulterous and lewd laughter, and the elder brother wanted to rush over to save his mother, but was pierced in the chest by a demon cultivator, and he fell to the ground as if he was scared silly, and his brother's difficult voice surrounded his ears: "Ah Yan...... Let's go......"

It was too late, and the boy was lifted by one of them, and was forced to look up to see his mother's clothes all removed.

They defiled his mother in front of Yan You.

His mother was humiliated and committed suicide, and then he followed Murong Xue to the Moon Clan, and then he had a serious illness, and his dreams were full of nightmarish scenes.

He clearly remembered the eyes of that demon cultivator, like the devil of hell, trying to pull him out of his bones.

Since then, Yan He has had the determination to become stronger, no matter what Murong Xue thinks of him, he follows her to learn spells and improve his cultivation as if he is fate.

He swore that when he reached the top, no one would dare to trample him under his feet and humiliate him.

Yan He stared directly at Jun Chenye, and all the humiliation and tragedy of the past came to mind, overlapping with the current scene.

A powerful true qi gradually condensed in his dantian, and it actually swallowed up all the demonic qi of Junchen Night.

Jun Chenye narrowed his eyes, originally thought that this person was a waste, but now it seems to be a little interesting.

The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and the hand holding the sword retracted a little strength.

Yan He shattered his long sword, and there was a monstrous anger hidden in his eyes full of hatred, and the sword qi that was several times more powerful than before hit Jun Chenye's abdomen.

In the eyes of everyone, no one thought that Junchen Ye would be forced to fight back by Yan He, who suddenly counterattacked, and in the next second, all his internal organs were shocked to great pain, and he fell to the edge of the test table.

This situation also made Nangong Qingyao's heart hurt suddenly, and her hands couldn't help but tighten.

This time it was Yan You's sword pointed at Jun Chenye's artery, and there was no trace of pity on the young man's green but resolute face.

All the Celestials...... Damn it!

Seeing that Jun Chenye was so seriously injured, Nangong Qingyao was ready to fly off the stage and take people away.

Murong Xue looked at Nangong Qingyao's eyes full of worry, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer, if she really cares, it's a good night, but it's a good means.

Jun Chen squinted in the middle of the night, looking up at Yan You, his face was full of ridicule, he really didn't need to make himself so embarrassed, but if he could get his sister's care, it would be worth it.

Yan He was also seriously injured, but he still said condescendingly and coldly: "Junchen Night, I am afraid that the wishful thinking of your sister and brother is about to come to naught. ”

"You who are high up should taste the feeling of being trampled on and humiliated."

He didn't see that Jun Chenye's face became extremely terrifying after these words came out.

What does this have to do with my sister? Dare to say that about his sister, looking for death, right?

But if you teach him a lesson now, then didn't you act in vain just now? And it will also be seen by others, Jun Chenye regrets it a little.

"Demon cultivation is demon cultivation, even if the second prince has the blood of the dragon, it is better to practice the right path, and this kind of demon cultivation tricks are still rarely touched."

"If you want me to say that this son's talent is no worse than that of the second prince, it's a pity to follow Murong Xue, the devil."

"Murong Xue even dares to kill her own master, how can she teach carefully, I'm afraid she has another plan......"

All kinds of unbearable remarks are like a monstrous flood, but in Jun Chenye's heart, he just skimmed it lightly, his purpose has been achieved, and now the focus of the heavenly realm has gone to that Yan He's body, he is in the Yu Clan, whether the Celestial Clan is his own enemy, or is it better not to show his true strength, as for these people who chew the root of their tongues, Jun Chenye's eyes are dark, and none of them will be able to run away in the future.

Sao, you just need to be yourself and don't care what others think.

Nangong Qingyao once said these words to him lightly, but there was an incomprehensible secret hidden in his eyes, revealing an indescribable sadness and indifference.

He has missed his sister's past, but his sister's present and future must be guarded by him.

Yan He's blow just now had exhausted the true qi of his whole body, and at this time it was just the end of the crossbow, he knew that Jun Chenye's state was not much better than him, but he still had some lingering palpitations.

He was just a narrow victory, Jun Chenye's explosive power was even stronger than he imagined, and it should not be underestimated in the future.

"Throw in the towel." Yan and said coldly.

Jun Chenye laughed, and there was a hint of determination and madness on his handsome face, which was both righteous and evil.

He lifted the sword in his hand, propped it up on the ground, and slowly stood up.

Yan He was instantly shocked by the momentum on his body.

"I said that...... Did it make you win? With the shouting of the tail note, a strong sword aura rushed to his face.

Yan He's eyes changed, and he retreated and dodged in a thrilling way, and Jun Chenye's next round of attack had already hit.

Between the lightning and flint, Yan He could clearly see the murderous aura bursting out from Junchen's red eyes, and he was shocked.

He really wanted to kill himself.

However, how could Jun Chenye, who was as calm as Jun Chenye, really kill him to his sister and provoke the Yu clan to cause trouble, just ......

Since I'm going to lose, it's impossible for you to win decently!

As he expected, he clearly saw that Yan He had an extra thin silver needle in his hand.

Of course, he saw it all, and the sister must have seen it too, and that was enough.

The sword light was close to Yan He's heart, and the needle also shot towards Jun Chenye in an instant, Jun Chenye caught a glimpse of the needle, glanced at Yan He lightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, without hiding at all......

"Little Night!"

On the eve of his coma, he saw a white figure.

A pair of indifferent and cold eyes like peach blossoms crashed into his mind, and the green silk crossed the beautiful and bewitching face, as if the willow branches crossed the calm water, leaving a long ripple in Junchenye's heart.

Nangong Qingyao glanced at Yan He slantedly, cold as a spring on the top of snow.

Yan He stared at Nangong Qingyao's eyes as if he was fascinated, and the faint fragrance of flowers wafting from his sleeves was revealing the charm and temptation that seemed to be out of nowhere.