Bo Yuan's eyes instantly turned red, and he said, "Emperor, return the fan to me, I can ignore the merits of the past."

"I gave you a scimitar for my teacher, but I didn't let you use it to threaten your teacher!" As soon as the emperor waved his robe, the Fuyi scimitar began to tremble uncontrollably.

After a while, Bo Yuan could no longer hold it, and could only watch it fall into the hands of the emperor.

He had imagined countless times the scene of the emperor acknowledging him as a disciple, but he never imagined that the emperor would promote the relationship between his master and apprentice under such circumstances.

Bo Yuan shook his head and said bitterly: "Attacking the heart and calculating, you are insensitive, you are a teacher in vain!"

He spread out his palm, turned into a dragon sigil in his palm, and shouted, "Nirvana!"

Like Fu Yi, Nirsheng Qin also flew over from Luan and the hall, and landed right on the crook of Bo Yuan's arm. And unlike Fu Yi, with the dragon pattern seal in his hand, no one can snatch the Nirvana Qin in his hand.

The Emperor of Heaven was so angry that he scolded, "It's the opposite! It's the other way around! Do you really want to abandon the Three Realms for the sake of a woman?"

Bo Yuan didn't answer and asked, "You keep saying that you give up the fan for the sake of the people of the Three Realms, let me ask, in the 90,000 years when the Forgetful Grass has been extinct, have the Three Realms been in turmoil all year round? Is there no peace in the common people?"

"Naturally, no!" The Emperor of Heaven flatly denied it.

"Since there is no Forget-Worry Grass, the people of the Three Realms can also prosper. Why, then, did he have to give up his life for the revival of the Forgetful Clan?" Bo Yuan's words were exquisite, and between his words, his fierce gaze swept over the faces of the Heavenly Immortals one by one, and finally fell back to the face of the Heavenly Emperor, "Are you doing this for the sake of the Three Realms, or for your own selfish desires?"

The Emperor of Heaven threw down his robe and was furious: "Bastard, are you questioning me?"

"Erchen doesn't dare!" Although he said this, every nerve in Bo Yuan's body was written about rebellion, "Erchen just feels that if he can't even protect his beloved woman, how can he talk about protecting the common people?"

"It seems that you have to disobey the Emperor?" The Heavenly Emperor's face turned cold, and he ordered in a hateful voice, "Come on, take down the Ninth Highness for me."

"Yes!" The eight gods who had been waiting outside the hall immediately rushed in, and they all took out their artifacts to attack Bo Yuan.

"Father, the son just wants to leave with the fan. But if you really want to do it, your sons will not be arrested!" Bo Yuan said, and Nirzhan was already spinning around the crook of his arm, and it was in front of him.

His slender fingers gently stroked the strings, and suddenly they pressed the strings with a "bang". Bo Yuan's gaze glanced coldly, with an invisible coercion, so that people did not dare to look directly.

"What are you doing in a daze, and you don't do it?"

The Emperor of Heaven gave an order, and the eight gods no longer hesitated, making swords, swords, and swords...... They all flocked to Boyuan.

Bo Yuan didn't want to kill people, so he directly used the Nirvana Control Realm. His fingers plucked the strings gently, and the passionate rhythm was like a flood that opened the floodgates, and it was leaking out in an instant.

The gods had bad intentions, and they all had luck to block them, only those heavenly soldiers who were not powerful were all on the way, the artifacts in their hands hung solemnly by their sides, their eyes were dull, and their confusion was only a matter of a snap of their fingers.

"The power of the Nirvana Qin, I believe many people present have already seen it, His Highness can use it to defeat the Nightshade and defeat you, but it is just a matter of being captured, if you don't want to die, let Your Highness get out of the way!"

Bo Yuan shouted, and the eight great gods were also shocked by his momentum, and they all stopped and cast inquiring glances at the Heavenly Emperor.

Who doesn't know that Bo Yuan is the only son of the Emperor of Heaven, and there is no father in this world who does not love his son. The Heavenly Emperor asked them to take people, and they had to control him without harming His Highness the Nine, but at the moment, this situation was obviously unlikely.

His Royal Highness the Ninth wanted to move seriously, but the Eight Great Divine Servants didn't dare to move, after all, once the two sides fought each other, someone would inevitably be injured. None of them can guarantee that they will be able to beat His Highness the Nine, so how can they guarantee that they can take him down without hurting His Highness the Ninth Highness?

"What are you doing looking at me? Take it, take it!" The Emperor of Heaven was probably also confused, and issued a death order in a loud voice: "No matter who it is, no matter whether it is life or death, I will be rewarded for winning the Ninth Highness."

As soon as these words came out, the gods immediately looked at each other, this is the words of the Emperor of Heaven himself, it is merit to win the Ninth Highness, and it is not guilty of hurting the Ninth Highness, so, what are you waiting for?

The gods rubbed their hands and fists, ready to move, just waiting for the eight gods to take the lead in the battle, if the eight gods were defeated, they would have to replace themselves.

The Eight Great Gods did not dare to delay for a moment, and the artifact in their hands swept and slashed, and the light reflected the body, with the momentum of shaking the mountains and rivers, and it was bound to take down the Nine Highnesses.

Seeing that it was inevitable, Bo Yuan no longer showed mercy to his subordinates, and his slender fingers quickly jumped on the strings, bringing out a powerful air current, shaking back the eight gods who were struck by the weapon.

At the same time, the group of stunned heavenly soldiers rushed to Bo Yuan's body, as if they had lost their minds, and cut people when they saw them.

The gods immediately cast a spell to control all the heavenly soldiers.

And in this moment, Bo Yuan had already jumped in front of the emperor, and his big hand went straight to his sleeve robe, trying to forcibly snatch the fan back.

The emperor landed on his toes, moved his body back and moved away, and said, "The fan is in the sleeve of the teacher, if you really have the ability, then take it yourself." It just so happens that as a teacher, I also want to see if you have made any progress over the years?"

Bo Yuan plucked the strings again, trying to control the realm with Nirvana and control the emperor to hand over the fan.

The emperor stood with his hands in his hands, not moving an inch, but around him, there was a glimmer of light, blocking out the sound of sound control.

Bo Yuan's face turned pale, and he began to gradually strengthen the power of the Nirvana Qin, from the Nirvana Realm to the Killing Realm, and from the Nirvana Killing Realm to the Cold Realm.

The silent sound that pierced the brain and penetrated the heart made people unguardable, and it shook the heavens and immortals.

The spiritual power needles that killed all over the world shook Danque slightly, and the golden pillar shook.

The thousands of ice picks detonated a cold snap, freezing so cold that people's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

All the heavens and immortals were violently destroyed by Nirvanaqin, and their behavior was seriously damaged, and they were also doomed to a complete defeat.

From the noon battle to the sunset of the West Mountain, the heavenly immortals and gods have already escaped under the divine power of Nirvanaqin, and they are injured and wounded, and even the emperor and queen of heaven are also under the protection of the immortal servants, and retreat to the outside of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, only the emperor stands like a rock, standing still.

Bo Yuan's movements of Fuqin also became a little out of his control under the increasingly intensified attacks, and he could even feel that Nirvana Qin was gradually eroding his brain nerves, and he wanted to stop, but he couldn't stop at all. z.br>

Everything around him faded at the speed of light, and Bo Yuan could no longer see the people and things around him, only a weak woman with sad eyes and covered in blood in the endless ocean of blood.

"Holding the fan." He stepped forward quickly, reaching out to touch her face, but there was an invisible barrier between them, which he could see, but could never reach.

His hands played with the barrier over and over again, plucked the strings over and over again, and the cold air around him was also terrifying.

"It's not good, His Royal Highness Nine has gone mad, run!"

A god general found out that something was wrong and shouted to warn the people around him, but after a sound fell, he was hit by several flying ice picks, and turned into a phantom and dissipated.

The emperor's palm moved slightly, and the forgetful grass hidden in his sleeve immediately hung in front of him, the emperor looked at her, and said calmly: "Girl, your sweetheart is about to go crazy for you, do you really want to turn a blind eye?"

Hearing this, the Forget-Worry Grass, which had been hanging low on the leaf buds, finally straightened its body, and its body was also glowing with a faint blue light.

After a while, the blue light dissipated, and a pair of delicate little feet slowly fell to the ground, and when I looked up, I saw a girl wearing a blue and blue water sleeve fairy dress.

The girl's jade bones and ice muscles, Shao Yan and childish teeth, with two ice blue bud prints dotted on her forehead, with buds waiting to be released, ice clear and jade, who else can she be besides holding a fan?

"Bo Yuan." Holding the fan and smiling lightly, there were tears in his clear and clear eyes, like lotus dew dripping into the water, sparkling and beautiful.

As if hearing her call, Bo Yuan turned his head sideways, but the movement of stroking the qin did not stop.

Facing the biting cold current and the ice picks passing by, she slowly stepped forward with a fan, just like when her heart was covered with dust and Bo Yuan called her, she said, "Bo Yuan, stop it! I'm back!"

Bo Yuan looked stunned, his big hand slammed on the strings, and brought out a few echoes of "Qiang Qiang", the pair of blood-red eyes instantly receded from cold, and the blood-colored haze that had shrouded his eyes for a long time gradually dispersed, returning to his previous deep and clear appearance.

"Fan, is it really you?" Bo Yuan called, his steps did not move at all, and his hands froze in midair.

He was actually afraid, he was afraid that if his hand was close to half a minute, an invisible barrier would be erected between himself and the fan, pulling the two of them out of the distance of the end of the world, and they could no longer reach it.

Fortunately, the next moment, his palm was attached to the warm palm of his hand, and the slender white fingers crossed between his fingers, filling his fingers to the brim, along with the broken heart, also filled the bag.

"Boyuan, it's me, I'm back!" Holding the fan and reaching out to touch his earlobe, he repeated with a smile, "I'm back, your beloved and annoyed troublemaker is back."

Looking at the figure in front of him, Bo Yuan's eyes seemed to have a floating emerald pill passing by, and the palm holding the Nirvana Qin tightened slightly, and the only distance between Heng Huan and the two of them had also dissipated.

His big hand covered the small hand that held the fan and caressed his earlobe, and he pulled it forward, and the fan was brought forward by this gentle and strong movement, and he was skillfully bumped into him.

The four eyes are facing each other, staring with affection, and the intestines are soft.

Bo Yuan freed up a hand, slowly stroked the ice blue bud mark on her forehead, and said distressedly: "Holding the fan, from this moment on, I will not let you leave me one step further, let alone let you suffer the slightest grievance, whoever dares to hurt you, I will fight with whomever I want."