Chapter 688 Qin Xuan's Killing Intention

"Dong, Dong."

The footsteps sounded, Qin Xuan and Jian walked steadily, with a resolute look, without the slightest fear, with a surging fighting spirit flowing through their bodies, and their momentum soared to the sky.

The crowd watched the two figures walk out, and their expressions could not help but stagnate. The cultivation of these two people was not high, and they were even insignificant in front of Fan Ye, who was at the eighth level of Yuan Wang. Where did they get the courage to stand up and fight Fan Ye?

Fan Ye just glanced at the two casually and said indifferently: "You, pay for Fan Gu's life."

A terrifying flame rule burst out, and a rumbling sound came out. Two extremely huge flame handprints grabbed Qin Xuan and Jian, and the void seemed to be grasped, which was extremely terrifying.

In an instant, the world seemed to be rendered by the color of the flame, turning into a red light. The dazzling flames made the people unable to open their eyes, and their eyes felt stinging.

The onlookers looked at this scene, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble, and their eyes were fixed on Qin Xuan and Jian.

Fan Ye's fire rules are far beyond Fan Gu's. This attack contains extremely strong fire rules, which is extremely terrifying. I wonder if they can resist it.

"Squeak..."

A sharp sword intent whistled out from the sword and rushed straight into the sky. A black-clothed figure shot out, carrying an endless and terrifying sword will, as if it was no longer a person, but a sword, a sword that could kill the sky. This sword, kill the sky.

"Kill." A cold shout sounded, and a brilliant sword light bloomed from the void, tearing the space.

I saw the sword's brilliance appear in front of the fire handprint, and the terrifying true energy power poured out crazily, regardless of everything, and all merged into the sword that could kill the sky, trying to destroy the handprint.

The sword light cut through the sky and earth, the light was cold, and a terrifying crack appeared in the void, which was extremely ferocious, making everyone feel a sense of coldness flowing through their hearts, and their hair was horrified. This person's sword intention was so terrible, as if it could affect people's will, making people feel the same, and feel the murderous intention contained in the sword.

What a terrible understanding!

"The sword maniac's sword attainment is stronger than before. If his cultivation is stronger, it may be more terrible." A voice sounded in many people's hearts, but this is only if, the huge cultivation gap is there, even the strongest talent cannot be leveled.

There seemed to be a puffing sound, and the sword light slashed down, cutting through the flame handprint. The sharp sword rules wanted to destroy everything, but Fan Ye just sneered, waved his palm gently, and suddenly the flames surged, and annihilated the sword light bit by bit.

"Get lost." A cold shout came out of Fan Ye's mouth, and then a terrifying wave of flames hit the sword, directly blasting the sword thousands of meters away.

Blood was spilled in the space, and the violent flames crushed it, directly evaporating the blood.

With one blow, Fan Ye only used one blow to blast the sword away. From beginning to end, he did not move at all.

Fan Ye stood there calmly, with a look of contempt in his eyes. Flames flowed on his body, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in flames, making him look more majestic and noble, like a flame master, unparalleled in the world.

"Sword." Xuanyuan Potian's expression changed drastically, and his figure shot out violently, crossing the endless space in an instant, reaching out to catch the flying sword, but his arm trembled violently, as if hit by a huge force.

Xuanyuan Potian's body was so strong, but he was still shaken by the power contained in the sword's body. Moreover, that power had dissipated a lot and was not as strong as at the beginning. It is conceivable how terrible the power that the sword had to bear alone was.

To survive this blow was to escape death!

Looking at the pale face in his arms, which was trembling slightly, with traces of blood on the corners of his mouth, the anger and murderous intent in Xuanyuan Potian's eyes became more intense.

Dafan Dynasty, Fan Ye, he Xuanyuan Potian, remembered it!

"It's okay, I can still survive." A weak voice came from the mouth of the sword.

Xuanyuan Potian's face was shocked, and he saw the sword's lips move, as if he wanted to squeeze out a smile, but he didn't do it after all. Now it seems quite difficult for him to even smile.

"Believe me, I will avenge you." Xuanyuan Potian said solemnly, with a terrible cold light surging in his eyes.

If Fan Ye dares to hurt his brother, he will pay him back a hundredfold. If the Great Fan Dynasty dares to stop him, they will be destroyed together!

"You are still alive after being hit by my fire rules. Although you only used 50% of your strength, it is already very good. In this case, I will spare your life."

Fan Ye looked at the two figures in the distance and chuckled. Then his eyes fell on Qin Xuan again, and his eyebrows raised, saying: "Now it's your turn."

Qin Xuan did not look back at Jian, his eyes were always on Fan Ye. At this moment, his thoughts had changed. It was no longer how to compete with Fan Ye, but how to kill him.

Qin Xuan's heart was really murderous!

Originally, Qin Xuan did not want to reveal his trump card in the eyes of so many people, but Fan Ye had violated his bottom line and almost killed his brother. Now he also wanted his life, so some concerns had to be put aside first.

Qin Xuan was not a good person, but he was never afraid of things. If someone respected him, he would treat him with courtesy. If someone wanted to kill him, he would kill him even if he was at the ends of the earth!

"Brother Feng, what level of power can the Sky-Crying Sword provide at most?" Qin Xuan's mind moved. He and the Sky-Crying Sword were in telepathy, and Feng Qing was the sword soul of the Sky-Crying Sword, so he naturally knew what Qin Xuan was thinking.

"What level of power do you want?" Feng Qing did not directly answer Qin Xuan's question, but asked a question in return.

"Kill his power." Qin Xuan said coldly. Although his own power was not enough to shake Fan Ye, it would be another matter if he used external force.

Feng Qing was silent for a while. He certainly knew who Qin Xuan was referring to, and couldn't help but remind him: "You must know that once you use the power of the Heavenly Sword, it will immediately attract the attention of some people. At that time, the danger you face will be more complicated and more terrible."

"I will be sensible, Fan Ye, must die."

Qin Xuan said in a hoarse voice, with a strong obsession in his eyes. Endless coldness and murderous intent roared around him, and the space trembled continuously. Today, he must kill Fan Ye.

"Okay, just use the Heavenly Sword directly, it will give you the power you want."

As if feeling Qin Xuan's determination, Feng Qing did not persuade him again. He had been crazy before, even more desperate than Qin Xuan. He knew that sometimes reason could not solve the problem, and only killing could relieve the pain in his heart.

Qin Xuan slowly raised his head, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes were like bright stars in the night sky, but they seemed a little cold, and murderous intent was spreading.

As if seeing the strange look in Qin Xuan's eyes, Fan Ye frowned, and then relaxed his brows. What if he didn't accept it? This person's strength was weaker than the previous one, and he would definitely die.

"It's a pity that he is at the third level of Yuan Wang. There won't be any miracles."

Sighs rang out in the crowd. It was a miracle that Jian could resist death before, but miracles don't happen casually. Jian's attainments in swordsmanship are extremely deep, and his physical body is quite strong, so he can barely survive.

In their opinion, Qin Xuan's strength is definitely not as strong as Jian's. Whether it is cultivation or physical body, it is far behind.

"You are ready to repent." Qin Xuan uttered a cold voice, raised his hand slightly, and a ray of light flashed in the air. It was a golden long sword, emitting a very strong wave, which made the crowd's eyes suddenly focus there.

Everyone stared at the golden long sword, and their heartbeats could not help but accelerate. At this moment, they felt that countless sword qi shot out from the long sword, penetrating the sky and the earth. At a glance, there were endless sword shadows, with sharp breath, and all of them were killing themselves, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

At this time, the figures in the void also became uneasy, and their expressions were all changing. This breath made them feel threatened. This sword was not simple!

"A high-grade spiritual weapon could never have such a breath. Could it be..." Feng Tianyi flashed a look of shock, and his heart could not help but tremble.

The magic weapon is used by the warriors of the Yuanfu realm, the spiritual weapon is used by the Yuan King, and above the spiritual weapon is the emperor weapon!

The golden sword in the hands of the young man in white is actually an imperial weapon!

"Imperial weapon!" Fan Ye's eyes also showed a trace of shock. Even though he was the eldest prince of the Great Brahma Dynasty, he only had one imperial weapon on him, and this person, like an ant, actually had an imperial weapon. This made him jealous.

Then a bit of greed flashed in his eyes. This person's cultivation was so low that the imperial weapon would be plundered by others sooner or later in his hands. It would be better to give it to himself.

"I changed my mind. If you give me the long sword in your hand, I can spare your life."

Fan Ye suddenly smiled and spoke to Qin Xuan. His expression seemed very sincere, and he didn't mention that he had said that he wanted Qin Xuan to die before.

However, Qin Xuan had long seen through Fan Ye's ugly face. In his opinion, this smile was really disgusting.

"I didn't expect Fan Ye to be so shameless. He wanted to kill him just now, but he changed his mind immediately after seeing the imperial weapon. I'm afraid that he will still die if he hands over the imperial weapon." Someone whispered, having seen through Fan Ye's true intention.

"Haha, a prince of the Great Brahma Dynasty can actually say such shameless words. It's really shameful."

A mocking voice came from the void, and everyone looked up at the void following the voice. They saw a man in a green shirt standing there with his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on Fan Ye, and a faint disdainful smile was on the corner of his mouth.

This person was Huo Ze.

Qin Xuan also looked at Huo Ze, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes. He didn't know this person, but this person's words were for him, which surprised him a little.

Moreover, from the tone of this person, it seems that he is not afraid of Fan Ye. It seems that he is also a disciple from a big force.

"Who are you? It's not the turn of an outsider to point fingers at the actions of my Great Brahma Dynasty." Fan Ye turned his eyes and fell on Huo Ze, speaking coldly.

"Nine Heavens Sword Palace, Huo Ze." Huo Ze spoke lightly, then glanced at Fan Ye again, and said: "I wonder if this identity is qualified to speak?"

"Nine Heavens Sword Palace." Qin Xuan repeated it in his mind, and the doubts in his heart were still not eliminated. He had never heard of this force.

Fan Ye's expression froze, and his eyes stared at Huo Ze, as if he wanted to see through him. This seemingly ordinary person actually came from the Nine Heavens Sword Palace.

The Great Brahma Dynasty is considered quite powerful among the sect forces in the Tianxuan Nine Regions, but it can only be regarded as average in front of the palace-level forces. The two are not on the same level.