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"The person you love is Chu Yan, right?"

Fei Qingyang's face was still calm, but his voice was a little trembling!

At this moment, time paused briefly.

Li Nuanyang's heart suddenly became confused.

Love?

Li Nuanyang never felt that she loved Chu Yan, but when Fei Qingyang said this...

She remembered how angry she was when she heard that the jade fairy hairpin was given away!

She remembered the pain in her heart before the Demon Sea!

She remembered the jealousy in her heart when she saw Liu Yueying!

She remembered the entanglement in her heart when she saw Lin Fan!

Love?

Even if there is, I will not admit it. How can I be sentimental if I cultivate the ruthless sword?

"No! I don't love anyone!"

There was determination in Li Nuanyang's eyes.

"Haha, you paused for three breaths. Nuanyang, I know you too well. You have been a resolute woman since you were a child. What would make you think about it for three breaths! That's it! Since I can't have all of this, I If there is none, then destroy it!”

Fei Qingyang shouted loudly.

Immediately, a terrifying wave of air burst out from his body, impacting in all directions.

Yue Nuanyang was directly knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.

Although his heart was pierced, it was nothing to Fei Qingyang, who had walked out of Sword Burial Valley and had already reached the stage of cultivation.

At this moment, Liu Yueying and others were still lying on the ground, with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.

In the battle just now, although Fei Qingyang did not use a lot of combat power, their strength was far inferior to that of Fei Qingyang, and they were all seriously injured at this moment.

"Qingyang, no, you can't kill all of these people! You can't even kill Nuanyang, the person who joined the world in the Desolate Demon Valley!"

When Feng Zun saw the situation, he immediately roared.

"No one can stop me today!"

Fei Qingyang's hair was dancing wildly, and a token appeared in his hand.

There are only two words on it!

Immortal Emperor!

Immortal Emperor’s Order!

Seeing the order is like seeing the Immortal Emperor!

The person who holds the order is equivalent to the spokesperson of the Immortal Emperor, and even has a higher status than the Immortal Emperor's envoy. In addition, Fei Qingyang is now destined to be the young master of Tiangong.

It can be said that now, except the Immortal Emperor, no one is qualified to stop him!

The two emperors were silent, and the eyes of the three emperors changed drastically.

Immortal Emperor’s order!

They did not expect that the Immortal Emperor had given Fei Qingyang so much in private.

"The emperor should be lonely. Family, friendship, and love should not be possessed. Chu Yan didn't understand it back then, and you won't understand it now. Only supreme strength is the only word in this fairy world. I None, why does he, Chu Yan, own it? "

Fei Qingyang's hair was dancing wildly, and his whole body was extremely ferocious. He roared, clearly expressing the sorrow in his heart!

"Blood Rain Demon Sword!"

Fei Qingyang opened his mouth, grabbed it with his big hand, and the void was torn apart.

A pungent fishy smell spread out, and a bloody sword roared out, surrounded by a rain of blood.

Fourth on the sword list!

Blood Rain Demon Sword!

The expressions of the three statues changed drastically!

Among the Jiannan Sect, some old cultivators had extremely shocked expressions in their eyes.

This sword has been handed down since ancient times.

It is said that in ancient times, the ancient demon at that time was just a great demon of heaven and earth. He had a wife named Yu.

Yu is a demon created by Tian Yu, and he is obsessed with the ancient demon.

In order to achieve the ancient throne, the ancient demon cut off the relationship and killed Yu!

When beheading, the rain demon shed tears of blood, and the blue rain turned into blood!

The ancient immortal sword felt pity and refined its blood rain into a sword. This sword is the Blood Rain Demon Sword!

The Blood Rain Demon Sword is the saddest one. As soon as this sword comes out, the whole world is covered with a rich aura of blood.

Fei Qingyang cultivated the three artistic conceptions, but never found the corresponding sword. This time in the Sword Burial Valley, he found the sword corresponding to the artistic conception of rain.

Blood Rain Demon Sword!

As soon as this sword comes out, no one can compete with it. Let alone the Wanxiang stage, I am afraid that the cultivators in the later stage of hearing the Tao will not be able to resist it at all.

"Since you care about a dead man so much, then go die with him!"

Fei Qingyang roared, and the power of cultivation that had not fully exploded before fully exploded at this moment.

The Blood Rain Demon Sword was lifted up by him, and for a moment, blood clouds appeared in the sky, as if there was going to be a world-destroying blood rain.

At this moment, the irrelevant people had already retreated thousands of feet away from here. Under Fei Qingyang's artistic conception, Liu Yueying, Dao Hen and others felt an invisible pressure and could no longer move at all.

The three saints sighed in their hearts.

Qingjian's mother-in-law felt regretful.

And just when Fei Qingyang's eyes flashed with blood and the sword was about to strike, a faint word came:

"Fei Qingyang, who told you that I was dead!"

This voice is extremely familiar.

The sword in Fei Qingyang's hand suddenly slammed into the sky, and the blood in his eyes disappeared, revealing a look of disbelief.

Liu Yueying, Dao Hen, Lei Tianyou...

They all looked towards the source of the sound. This sound was very familiar to them. In their surprise, tears of excitement had already flowed from their eyes.

At the same time, countless cultivators present gathered their gazes at this moment.

Among the crowd, a young man dressed in black flew out.

When they saw this person's face, the eyes of countless cultivators present all changed.

"It's Lin Fan!"

"Master Lin!"

"It's actually Master Lin!"

…

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, how could this person who had just been in the limelight at the treasure offering conference stand up and say such words at this moment.

Chu Yan flew to a distance of a hundred feet from Fei Qingyang and landed!

Fei Qingyang's disbelief froze for three breaths, and then his face turned into an unprecedented heat, and he said: "Chu Yan, you are not dead!"

He would not admit his mistake. He felt the wounds on his forehead and arms, and the marks left were trembling.

The person in front of him was Chu Yan!

Chu Yan?

This person is Chu Yan?

Master Lin Fan, is it Chu Yan?

The three masters heard it, and their eyes suddenly changed!

Especially Feng Zun, he had doubts for a long time, but at this time it was really incredible.

Resurrection from the dead?

Didn't Chu Yan die for more than 800 years?

"Fei Qingyang, long time no see!"

Chu Yan said lightly, waved his hand, and his face changed instantly, revealing his true handsome face.

"Husband!"

"Brother!"

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