"No, I've had enough! You know, every time I close my eyes, I think of you with her, and my heart is like tormenting in a frying pan, and I haven't slept well any night in these days! Speaking of the last sentence, Gong Yunsleeve's voice was low, staring at Qin Yan's face, with an extremely eager tone, he said, "Senior Brother Qin, since you are willing to give up that lonely path for her, then it is the same ......to bring me again."

"Senior Sister Gong, you're really tired. You go back and calm down first. ”

"No, I'm very sober!" Gong Yunsleeve stood on tiptoe, gently stepped to Qin Yan's ear, and whispered softly against his face, "As long as you don't object, I'll tell her, presumably she won't object......"

Qin Yan shook his head, took a step back, and slowly exhaled a breath in Gong Yun's complaining eyes, and said, "Although I am not a righteous gentleman, I can't deceive my true heart. Senior Sister Gong, I only have Yu Hanyan in my heart, I don't love you at all, even if I am reluctant to be together, I will only mislead others and myself. You deserve a better home than I ......"

"Fart! You and that Mu Chengxue both look like they want to eat her, and you dare to say that you like to be single-minded?

At this time, someone in the distance was running towards this side, shouting as he ran: "Sun Gongzi, Sun Gongzi!" Qin Yan turned his head, Gong Yunchong also stopped scolding, and the two waited together for the person to run closer.

It was a thin man with a thin body, holding a long strip of baggage in his arms, panting in front of him, and handed the package in his arms to Qin Yan's hand: "This is given to you by Ge Xinglie!"

"Ge Xinglie, what's in there?" Qin Yan frowned, and asked as he uncovered the strip of cloth with his hand.

After the man handed over the burden, he hurriedly stepped back, and shouted: "I don't know, I'm just a messenger, he didn't tell me anything......"

At this time, Qin Yan had already uncovered the corner of the burden, and saw that there was a sword inside, the sword body as bright as autumn water was glowing with cold light, and a feeling of cold infiltration emanated.

This strong chill seems to have a familiar feeling......

Qin Yan felt inappropriate in his heart, but he didn't think about it so much, as soon as he stretched out his hand and tore off all the strips of cloth on the sword, when he saw the familiar style of the sword hilt, his brain buzzed, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and his face suddenly turned pale.

This is Yu Hanyan's Destruction Sword!

The sword is in the hands of Ge Xinglie, but what about people?

Qin Yan's heart seemed to sink into the abyss of dead silence, and he stood stunned, the halo of the Broken Sword reflected on his face, and he couldn't help but change his expression.

Gong Yunsleeve also recognized the origin of this sword, and he was a little happy in his heart. She peeked at Qin Yan's calm and frightening face, and said, "Senior Brother Qin, don't worry, since Ge Xinglie has sent this sword, it means that Sister Yu should have no worries about her life." Ge Xingyeol probably wants you to exchange things for ......"

Qin Yan stared at the Broken Death Sword, seeing his own obscure face reflected on the sword body that was as bright as autumn water, and without saying a word, suddenly a little under his feet, the whole person shuffled out like a speeding electric light.

"Hey, wait for me-" Gong Yunsleeve slowed down, and could only watch Qin Yan's back pierce the air and disappear at the end of the street.

Gong Yunsleeve couldn't catch up, so he simply stopped, tidied up his appearance, and muttered a few words in his mouth, before he walked through an inn unhurriedly, came out of the backyard, and walked in the direction of Sangu Square.

She has been in the company of intelligence dealers like Forrest Gump in recent years, and she knows everything that happens in the town very well. She knew that because You Xia Han had made an appointment with Zhu Fei, Ge Xinglie would wait under the platform all day and would not go back anywhere. As for the origin of this Destruction Sword, it is very interesting......

'Senior Brother Qin, he cares about it, he even goes in the wrong direction, and when he wanders around the town like a headless fly, maybe I can get there before him!'

Thinking like this, Gong Yunsleeve felt a little sour in his heart.

'Senior Brother Qin will only be so out of shape for a woman, but this person is not me, and there will probably be no ...... me in the future', then, I won't say anything, just watch a good show on the side, and let the pair of dog men and women go to hell!

On the platform, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

Zhu Fei's smoke cloud and You Xiahan's Heavenly Dragon Sword fought in one place. To some people's surprise, it was You Xiahan who had the upper hand. The Heavenly Dragon Sword swung out an incomparable sword qi and swept vertically and horizontally on the stage, giving full play to the domineering and vertical way of the Heavenly Dragon Sword, and even the dark rain curtain was reflected in the brilliant light.

Zhu Fei's smoke cloud was confined in a small space, blocking left and right, and defending everywhere. The misty smoke entwined his body, and with the accumulation of time, it became more and more dense, and even his whole face was covered, and his hands and feet were hidden in the smoke, and he could no longer see it really, only when the glow of the Tianlong Sword pressed down, people could see clearly the ten thousand points of sparkling waves, as well as the figure of the young master of the Ming Xuan Building.

There was a faint sound of a dragon moaning in the wind, and You Xiahan's figure appeared from various tricky angles, attacking Zhu Fei's difficult place to defend. The hiding place of the owner of the Smoke Cloud Sword was further persecuted, getting smaller and smaller, and if it continued like this, there would be no place to stand......

Now everyone has come to the same conclusion: Zhu Fei is going to lose! Yandang Mountain is worthy of being the leader of the righteous path second only to Qing Weiju, and any disciple who comes out is a genius who is difficult for ordinary sects to achieve. Although the young master of Ming Xuanlou is extraordinary, compared with Yandang Mountain, he is still inferior after all.

The competition was coming to an end, and people began to talk about the competition, which they thought would be very jīng彩, but who knew that there was no suspense. The men who bought You Xia Han to win were overjoyed, while the people who bet on the wrong bet were full of gloom, cursing in a low voice that someone was not strong and dared to arrogantly argue with Yandang Mountain, it was really self-inflicted......

The only one in the audience who still hasn't given up is Luo Ying, the young master of Huanglong Island. He twisted his fat body, stood at the nearest part of the platform, and called desperately: "Bamboo pole, you work hard, what's wrong today, haven't you eaten enough, my entire net worth is bet on you, don't show mercy just because she is a woman!"

But no matter how noisy he was, Zhu Fei's decline was irreversible.

Zhu Fei wielded his long sword and struggled to support it, his teeth clenching.

He couldn't win because there was a yīn evil aura wrapped around him, sucking his energy like a demon, making it impossible for him to use half of his swordsmanship. It was Ge Xinglie's gaze, ignoring the limits of distance, straight like a shadow cast by the mountains, pressing heavily on his heart.

This is not just a simple momentum oppression, but more like a curse of defeat. Whenever he gritted his teeth and tried to fight to the death, a cold laugh sounded in his ears, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, and he could no longer exert half of his strength.