This rhetorical question can be described as extremely rampant, Meng Huan next to him laughed angrily, and the sharp female voice was still harsh.

She saw that Li Yan didn't know Nangong Xufeng, and thought that the other party was pretending to be a big man, this was an opportunity.

Nangong Xufeng has always had a close relationship with her, this is her confidence, in her opinion, the little young master of the Nangong family must be her fiancé of Meng Huanling.

She couldn't get used to Li Yan, disgusted with Li Yan's attitude of not being surprised, jealous of Li Yan's combat effectiveness, and the barbarians who walked out of the small ruins, why could she shine as soon as she entered Tianyun City?

Yes, Meng Huanling was not convinced, she had been working hard for many years, this was still the work of her master, all just so that she could enter the Nangong family smoothly.

At that time, the carp jumped into the dragon gate, and her early dedication was nothing!

It's just that Li Yan's appearance ruined all this, and it was just enough to offend Chu Tianjiao before, but at this moment, she dared to be so rampant, and her distorted mentality breeded, she seemed to have seen the bloody scene of Li Yan's flesh and blood splattering.

"Xufeng, kill him. Meng Huanling roared sharply, and there was a sickly flush on her beautiful cheeks.

Nangong Xufeng was terrified, looking at Li Yan's face close at hand, he found in vain that the courage he had secretly prepared before was gone at this moment.

"Shut up. Nangong Xufeng scolded Meng Huanling, looking hideous.

This scene surprised everyone.

Nangong Xufeng took out a face that he thought was more kind, and said with a smile: "Ah, it turned out to be Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a long time." I didn't know before, I was offended, I'm sorry. ”

"Nangong you ......" Meng Huanling's beautiful eyes were full of shock and disappointment, she seemed to be still under the previous Nangong Xufeng's drink, and she had lost her soul.

Nangong Xufeng looked at Meng Huanling, his eyes were cold, this hateful woman almost killed him.

Not to mention that he had been defeated by Li Yan before, just because of the habits of this madman Li Yan, if he really did it, he was likely to follow in the footsteps of Fan Dao.

He is so young, there are infinite possibilities in the future, and he doesn't want to die yet.

"Someone, take this crazy woman down. Nangong Xufeng drank coldly, turned a blind eye to Meng Huanling's crying with rain, turned his head and smiled again: "Brother Li, are you satisfied with this result?"

Only then did Li Yan let go of the hilt of the dragon bone sword, and the tense atmosphere was relaxed.

No one knew the pressure that Nangong Xufeng and Huangfu Cheng were under at this moment, Li Yan's sword, it was a killing intent that was sharp to the extreme, as if it had a domineering aura like cutting through the sky.

The method of kendo is incredible.

The sword master of Broken Blade Mountain, Chu Chofeng, is also at this level, so he doesn't dare to provoke anyone at will.

People always have an innate fear of being able to kill themselves.

"Get out!" Li Yan waved his hand and drank coldly.

Nangong Xufeng lowered his head, the coldness in his eyes flashed, and he slipped out of this place with his entourage and his friend Huangfu Cheng into ashes.

Things developed rapidly, and even caught off guard, Li Yan broke the game dramatically, which made the surrounding spectators feel like they had punched the cotton.

"Jiaxin, if you can't bear it, go ahead. Li Yan turned his head and smiled softly at Meng Jiaxin, like a spring breeze in February, warm and pleasant.

Meng Jiaxin's delicate body was shocked, looked at Li Yan, and nodded heavily.

Blood ties don't mean that you can give them up, Meng Huanling is her only distant cousin, she has long regarded her as a close relative, how could she be abused by Nangong Xufeng.

Li Yan sighed lightly and took Xiuqing into the Shura Palace.

Pass through Langfang, cross the inner lake, and go to the pavilion.

In the distance, there is a loud and fierce laughter wafting out, the so-called pavilion, just a title, really here, Li Yan can't help but sigh, the square is a hundred zhang, the whole body is paved with green jade stone, majestic atmosphere.

From a distance, the interior is foggy, ethereal and dreamy, like a fairyland on earth.

The pavilion is full of figures, and there are even people boating under the pavilion in the lake, and the swordsman in green shirt sits alone on the bow of the boat, which seems to have a charm that fits with heaven and earth.

Before Li Yan could get closer, several cold rays of light were projected, and the bloodthirsty light was eager to immediately shatter his corpse.

"Yo, isn't this Li Yan, the most popular yin ruin land in recent days?" Someone pointed out his identity in a strange way, and as soon as the words fell, all the young Tianjiao looked at Li Yan.

The aura, the murderous aura, and the surrounding aura fluctuations have all stopped flowing.

"This brother, I don't like to hear what you say, what kind of ruins, obviously it is an indigenous barbarian, and you also believe the rumors in the market, naïve!"

Everyone burst into laughter, singing with red and white faces, how should Li Yan deal with himself?

The first time to enter the game, the momentum is clashing.

Yang Mou, if Li Yan is angry, with this style of managing things, he will be ruthlessly suppressed, if he swallows his anger, the origin of this dark horse is really not worthy of the name.

Therefore, no matter what attitude he takes, as long as he cares about it, he loses.

Li Yan smiled slightly, he also saw the doorway, shook his head and said: "My generation of monks, you should be at ease, you are so deceitful and intriguing, I thought I had come to the land of the palace!"

As he spoke, he moved forward, his spine straight, and his eyes calm.

Li Yan stepped by step, he was on the blue jade stone steps, rumbling.

"Tianjiao, but that's it. ”

"What did you say?" the crowd was incredulous.

"I said, a group of pimply goods, but also dare to call the sky arrogant, jokes. ”

Rumble!

When the words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

Bickering, Li Yan doesn't lose to anyone, just kidding, sixteen years of dormancy and clumsiness, and he is a leader in the ruins, naturally he is not a waste of fame.

"Look for death, kill. ”

"Together, this kid is crazy. ”

"Ah...... I can't stand it anymore. ”

Things gather by like, people by groups, these people are obviously peripheral teenagers, if Li Yan cares about him, it is his pattern problem, and he is looked down upon.

Li Yan looked at the two men playing against each other in the back of the pavilion, his eyes solemn.

The knife and axe are added, and the face does not change color.

Li Yan let those sword techniques attack, he didn't squint, this is not something that can be pretended, he has confidence, since someone invited, he has an accident, naturally someone is around.

"That's enough!" a cold voice burst out.

As soon as the words fell, the sound waves condensed.

A hurricane is born out of thin air, and the waves rise under the pavilion.

The essence of the spell is dispersed, and the jade is cracked inch by inch.

During the game, a man stood up, and as he moved, everyone paused and lowered their heads.

There are many arrogant people here, and their cultivation is even better, but at this moment, without exception, they are afraid.

"Li Yan!"

"Chu Chopping Wind?" Li Yan was slightly surprised, this person was competing with him in the Ten Thousand Dragons Cave for the Broken Blade Mountain Tianjiao.

There was a brief temptation before, but now when I see it, Li Yan feels like he is on his back.

The breath was as vast as the sea, and Li Yan couldn't see the details for a while.

"Brother Li, your demeanor is unparalleled, and your cultivation is stunning, but in half a year, you have reached the eightfold realm of rune bones, which is gratifying. Chu Chopping Wind Sword Eyebrows and Starry Eyes, Speaking of this, he was fluttering.

At this time, the sound waves dissipated and the hurricane gradually stopped.

"It's a guest from afar, please take a seat. Chu was invited gracefully, Li Yanyi was not afraid, and sat down directly, his face did not change.

Chu Chufeng's eyes were strange, and he introduced: "This is Huangfu Tianzhu, the son of the Huangfu family, the future patriarch successor, the swordsmanship is amazing, and the son's seat is fourth. ”

Huangfu Tianzhu looked at Li Yan strangely, he nodded, and said hello.

"This is Fan Tianxiang, the eldest son of the Fan family, the fifth son of the son, the sword technique is the best in ancient and modern times, there are master comments, the knife that has not been produced for three hundred years, he is the only one. ”

Fan Tianxiang was introduced with a red face, and in the battle of Guillotine Valley, he was defeated head-on by Li Yan.

As if he didn't know, Chu Chufeng introduced the past one by one, and put everyone's expressions in his eyes.

"Well, then, everyone has arrived, and the banquet has officially begun. Chu clapped his hands, and then an attendant stepped forward and put the high-grade spar into the groove.

Airplanes!

The light was blazing, and the mist was rolling.

The aura fluctuated violently, Li Yan was a little surprised, and urged with a spar to secretly engrave the method, even if he stayed in it at will, it was to swallow the spirit crystal alive.

Beautiful singers, singing and dancing.

The heavens pushed the cups and changed the lamps, touting each other, the fairy aura was swirling, the food was rare spiritual fruits, and the banquet was extremely luxurious.

As he spoke, he talked about Li Yan.

Not just intentionally or unintentionally, Fan Tianxiang's defeat to Li Yan was shaken out.

At this moment, the roar started again, and the successor of the Fan family was furious, and his breath rolled.

"Li Yan, do you dare to fight?"

The bloody Zhenyuan roared, Fan Tianxiang was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he wanted to fight with Li Yan, and he was ashamed.

He made a lot of preparations, and in the battle of Guillotine Valley, these secrets could not be concealed after all, and his plan was to kill Li Yan before it was really spread.

Li Yan didn't seem to hear it, and immersed himself in self-drinking.

This is Zhenyuan spirits, a sip into the abdomen, burning the yuan to promote blood, open up the acupoints, and have a certain effect of activating the meridians and bones.

Seeing that Li Yan was ignoring him, Fan Tianxiang was furious and shouted.

"Slash—"

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the blood-colored horses bloom wildly, stirring the sky.

The sword is blazing, and with one blow, the power of Dancheng is at its peak without reservation, and this style has a realm close to the unity of human and sword.

High-level martial arts, bloody sword technique.

Everyone's eyes froze, and their hearts shook, this Fan Tianxiang really lived up to his name, powerful.

Obviously, no one is optimistic that Li Yan will be able to take this sword, and the immortal martial cultivators are not of much use in their realm.

After all, you can't be a true monk without forging a spirit body.

Time seemed to stop flowing, and the knife was getting closer and closer.

Li Yan still didn't move, he raised his wine glass and drank it again.

Dao Gang entered again, and Li Yan's eyes widened.

The five-pointed star in his eyes flashed, he opened his mouth and spit out, the true yuan liquor was like a nine-day waterfall, tilting down, the power of the divine pattern urged the thunder, Li Yan turned into a real dragon, spitting flames in his mouth.

"Roar—"

A shocking scene appeared, a roaring flame dragon attacked out of Li Yan's mouth and collided with Daogang.

The bloody knife is heavy with killing intent, and it is cold.

I am afraid of the panicked righteousness, and I am even more afraid of the thunder that destroys everything.

Li Yan used the Purple Sea Thunder as the guide, and the Zhenyuan Spirits as the carrier, and took a sip of the spirits to calm all the laws.

"Boom ......"

In an instant, a miserable howl erupted, and the sword light dispersed.

Fan Tianxiang, who spurted blood, bowed like a shrimp, flew upside down like a streamer, and was defeated twice.

To put it mildly, not a one-sided enemy.

Chu Chufeng's eyes flashed, this Li Yan is a lot stronger, as soon as he thought of this, his face smiled, in this way, the game is more flavorful.

Syllable!

Some people were so shocked that they couldn't hold their wine glasses and fell to the ground, everything they expected didn't happen, and Li Yan slapped them hard.

Everyone suddenly realized that he was not afraid before, but really confident.

Strong, fearless.

Li Yanshou collided in the Yin Ruins, shocking the audience.