Moving forward along the snowy river, the sound of the long sword cutting through the air became clearer and clearer. Turning around a hill, there is an open field with an unobstructed view of the scenery ahead.

To Qin Yan's surprise, the source of this turmoil was not any of the three people he had guessed, but a young man who looked very strange.

The man was shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts, and holding a long sword with a strange purple flame, jumping and churning in the snowy river. The sword was like a wave, smoothly cutting through the icy river, stirring up waves that were as crystal clear as snowflakes.

The sound of "snorting" sounded in the air, and thousands of sword lights were strung into fine rain threads, cutting off the snowflakes splashing in the air one by one, and countless raindrops exploded halfway, and the burst of energy brought a strong impact, and the air was scattered and bloomed. Dark or shallow purple sword qi slashed out of the Dao fan-shaped qi surface, the icy light was a little dazzling, and pieces of sword qi were like peacocks opening the screen one after another, layer after layer intercepting the slightest raindrops and bursting qi.

Qin Yan's forward steps paused. He clearly felt that the demonic purple light that was flickering quickly was emitting an extremely fierce aura to the surroundings, and it still made people feel extremely uncomfortable from a distance of dozens of zhang.

The young man sensed the approach of outsiders, suddenly stopped the sword momentum, maintained the last sword swing, and turned his head to look at Qin Yan. The two of them touched their eyes, and it was immediately difficult to separate, and they each looked at each other carefully.

The man had long brown hair, draped over his shoulders scatteredly, and his long narrow eyes were only pupils shrunk to a point, which was particularly gloomy and cold. His frame was not very strong, with a smooth and well-proportioned silhouette. What caught Qin Yan's attention the most was his right hand, a hand belonging to a swordsman, wrapped in a layer of black gauze, even his fingers were wrapped in it, and it was put on the hilt of the sword in a strange way, which seemed bloated and cumbersome, but Qin Yan smelled extremely dangerous from it.

Something terrible must be buried inside that layer of gauze.

He vaguely felt that if he was in this state now, if he faced this person, there was probably a seventy or eighty percent chance that he would lose.

No matter where such a person is, he will not be an unknown person, why has he never seen this person?

The young man stared at him for a long time, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief from his nose, a deep smile appeared on his lonely and unruly face, the wrist holding the sword slowly turned, and the dark purple flame slashed across the spine of the sword, pointing in the direction of Qin Yan.

As the target of his sword momentum, Qin Yan really felt a chill rising from his spine at this moment, spreading all over his body, freezing all the blood all over his body. This feeling confirmed his judgment even more, if he really fought, he would lose nine times out of ten.

'Damn!It would be nice if the power of the Weapon Technique was restored......

The only chance to win is to perform the trick of sacrifice again. But the Demon Gate is different from other places, and for a person who has lost his power, it will be the most dangerous hell in the world. No matter how much you disguise it, you will quickly see the truth. At that time, Wei Fei, who is now following behind him, is afraid that he will be the first to show his ferocious fangs and swallow his own flesh and blood!

No matter whether this battle is won or lost, it will not have any meaning for Qin Yan. The fruits of this victory are insignificant compared to the consequences that follow. So, he chose a way to deal with the teenager's provocation.

As the chief disciple, he does have the privilege of refusing anyone to challenge without having to bear the consequences of rumors.

One last glance at the man, he looked away indifferently, and continued to walk forward under the gaze of the other party.

The long sword in the young man's hand slowly moved with where he walked, until his figure followed the path along the river farther and farther before finally hanging the tip of the sword.

In the icy river water, the purple flame on the sword was still scorching and jumping, drawing a vacuum. The young man looked at Qin Yan and the two gradually disappearing figures for a long time, and the smile on his face became more and more vigorous, until finally, he couldn't hold it anymore, raised his face, and let out a burst of unbridled laughter at the sky.

As the distance increased, the feeling of thorns on the back gradually faded away. Qin Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his face, and asked, "Who is that person just now?"

Wei Fei replied: "His name is Ge Xinglie, he only came back a few days ago, and his origin is extremely mysterious. ”

It turned out to be you, Xiaoge...... Senior Brother Yiyuan, Senior Sister Qingsha, the reason why you joined forces is because of this person!

Wei Fei looked at his face and continued: "He suddenly broke in from the Dragon Leap Cliff at that time, killed more than a dozen guard disciples, and injured many of the guards and disciples, until Senior Uncle Yan came over, he took out the master's token, saying that he was recommended by the master. Uncle Yan talked with him alone for a while, and then announced his identity as a disciple of the Po Sa Sect in public. As for his origins, we still don't know. ”

"That day, did Cheng Gang and a few of them make a move?"

Only Lu Tong made a move, and he was quickly defeated. If it weren't for Granny Yan arriving, maybe she would have died. ”

"Oh...... This kid is so arrogant, it seems that he has a lot of origins!"

Wei Fei glanced around a few times, and said in a low voice: "There is news that he is a secret son sent by my sect to lurk in Yandang Mountain, and because his qualifications are very good, he was specially transferred back by the master. ”

"Oh. Qin Yan said quietly, "It turned out to be Hao Chengang's junior brother." But there was a great shock in my heart. A few days ago, the blood wolf monk said that Hua Jun was a chess piece arranged by the Posa Gate in Tianhai Hall, and today's Ge Xinglie is a chess piece arranged by the Po Samen in Yandang Mountain.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, and could no longer remain calm, and his face changed drastically.

Jade Smoke ......

Qin Yan remembered the words of Lin Ge Lao that day.

Eleven years ago, Gui Lin Zhuang was destroyed in the battle between the Immovable Sword Immortal and the Demon Leader, and Qin Yan was also brought into the Demon Cave after that. Nine years ago, Yu Hanyan was rescued by Lin Ge Lao and brought to Jiulong Peak......

Where did Yu Hanyan go during the two years of the vacancy? Could it be that she was just a little doll of three or four years old at the time, and she really wandered alone for two years?

Once doubts arise, images of the past come one after another. Recalling the scenes of acquaintance, more and more evidence points to the same result.

When I first met in Guangyi County, she was suddenly accused by Yue Sihai of "seeing each other in the same door", and she had murderous intent towards everyone except herself......

As a true disciple of the immovable real person, she has no hostility towards the chief disciple of the Demon Gate, and even has a feeling of admiration, and her knowledge of some confidential things in the Demon Gate even exceeds her own, such as the "Worm Pill" and "Mark", as well as the thirteen delusional Golden Lotus Sutras that are prepared for a rainy day......

As a disciple of Jiulong Peak, he has a murderous aura that is heavier than that of the Demon Sect......

Well, her sorrow, her sorrow, everything can be explained!