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This is true!

When everyone saw that face, their expressions changed!

Master Lin, Lin Fan, turned out to be Chu Yan?

Master Lin is a legendary figure of Jiannan Sect. He rose to the top of the branch sect and then absorbed the immortal power for ten years. Then he faced off against the Mu family, the number one cultivating immortal family in the Dao domain, and challenged the Sword Monument with the unprecedented eight perfections. , inherited by Master Dao Eye, now ranked first in the Treasure Presentation Conference, and got a spot in the Zunxian Pond!

It can be said that Master Lin has too many names and has been hailed as the being who will surpass Fei Qingyang for a long time.

And now, he turns out to be Chu Yan!

It turned out to be the demon Chu Yan who killed Jiu Wuxin, the third swordsman, suppressed Hu Sen, was the biggest winner in overseas hunting, and even seriously injured Fei Qingyang with only the strength of his ascension stage!

When the names of the two overlapped, it was already too shocking.

A person from the Demon Realm actually came to the Dao Realm and achieved such a high level of achievement in the Dao of Swordsmanship. This was so unbelievable.

The biggest question is, how could Chu Yan not die back then!

At this moment, everyone's eyes focused on that young figure.

"After this battle, we brothers will have a good time reminiscing about the past, Ying'er, thank you for your hard work!"

Chu Yan turned around, looked at Dao Hen, the others and Liu Yueying, and spoke with a smile.

This smile was a warm smile. For so many years, Chu Yan could not show this smile in front of outsiders. He could only do it in front of his brothers and wife.

Liu Yueying, Dao Hen and others all nodded, with tears streaming down their eyes. This joy could not be expressed in words at all.

But Chu Yan didn't look at Li Nuanyang from the beginning to the end. There were some things that there was no need to dwell on.

At this moment in Yue Nuanyang's heart, five flavors were mixed, whether it was joy or pain.

Chu Yan turned his head and looked at Fei Qingyang.

This is a fateful battle. Eight hundred years ago, Fei Qingyang killed Chu Yan because of his short cultivation time. Today's battle is destined!

"Chu Yan, you are still alive, you are still alive, hahaha...haha, okay, okay, great!"

Fei Qingyang laughed. He had defeated Chu Yan back then, but he didn't feel any joy at all, because he felt that the only person who could grow into his opponent was dead.

Seeing that Chu Yan was still alive, he was not unhappy at all. Instead, he felt happy. Among his peers, he finally had another rival.

"This battle, just like before, will determine life and death!"

Chu Yan spoke softly.

"Okay, the battle between you and me is supposed to be a battle of life and death. I have given you more than eight hundred years, so don't let me down!"

Fei Qingyang's eyes showed fighting spirit.

The three emperors, Fu Qingyu and Mu Ziyu, were speechless.

This was a good opportunity. Although they didn't know why Chu Yan didn't die, with Fei Qingyang's current strength, killing him was like picking something out of a bag.

If they don't participate, no matter how Chu Yan dies in this battle, no one can say anything. This is a battle for the younger generation!

"Then, come on!"

Chu Yan whispered, and the momentum around him exploded instantly.

The early days of Vientiane!

Fei Qingyang looked at Chu Yan carefully, his eyes showed great disappointment, and he said: "In more than 800 years, you have only broken through to the Vientiane stage, which is too disappointing to me. After such a battle, you are still You are vulnerable. If I don’t kill you today, just leave!”

Fei Qingyang originally thought that Chu Yan was hiding his strength, but when the power of the soul was swept away, he discovered that Chu Yan was only in the early stage of Vientiane. This time, unlike before, he had no right to speak. He spoke. He wanted to wait until Chu Yan's cultivation was more advanced before fighting. Now this battle was meaningless to him.

The eyes of the three emperors and the two emperors changed instantly. Chu Yan's qualifications were incredible. Once he was let go, the consequences would be disastrous.

Liu Yueying, Dao Hen and others were also worried. In their opinion, although Chu Yan was not dead, he was still seriously injured, which was how he only reached the Vientiane stage.

In fact, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to break through a big bottleneck in eight hundred years, but Chu Yan is the genius among geniuses, so this is indeed a bit disappointing in the eyes of everyone.

Chu Yan smiled faintly: "Back then, when I ascended to Dzogchen, you heard the truth halfway, but you showed no mercy. There is no need to do so today. Today's battle is a fateful battle, only life and death are determined. You don't need to show mercy to me. I I won’t show any mercy to you!”

"Pity? You say you pity me? That's really ridiculous. Take out your two ancient treasures, otherwise you won't be able to block my blow!"

Fei Qingyang laughed. He already felt a little bored about this battle.

"I came to Jiannan Sect to practice for more than three hundred years, just to kill you with the way of sword!"

Chu Yan's expression did not change at all, and he spoke softly again.

"Kill me with swordsmanship? Hahaha... Not to mention that you have been recognized by eight sword monuments, but I have been recognized by nine sword monuments. Just say that this sword, in my hand, is the fourth-ranked Blood Rain Demon on the sword list. Sword, you don’t have a famous sword, but with such humble cultivation, you still want to fight with me with a sword?”

When Fei Qingyang heard this, he felt it was even more ridiculous. If the other party hadn't been Chu Yan, he would have stopped talking.

When everyone present heard this, they all nodded in their hearts. Regardless of Chu Yan's cultivation level, even if his cultivation level was really the same as Fei Qingyang's, Chu Yan would not be able to cope with Fei Qingyang's Blood Rain Demon Sword in his hand, let alone his cultivation level. Now his strength is far weaker than Fei Qingyang.

There was also disdain in the eyes of the three deities.

This devil from the Demon Realm died because of his arrogance and overestimation of his own abilities, and it will definitely be the same today.

Chu Yan smiled indifferently: "Haha, Fei Qingyang, you claim to have practiced swordsmanship all your life, but the sword you finally used was made by others. Although I don't have a sword on the sword list, I have made my own sword!"

As he spoke, a flash of light flashed in Chu Yan's hand, and he pulled out the purple gold flying sword behind him.

This sword has been with Chu Yan for too long, and this time it has grown with Chu Yan for more than three hundred years, and it has long been connected with Chu Yan's mind.

"King-level fairy treasure? Haha... Chu Yan, you are just a king-level trash fairy treasure, do you want to compare it with my Blood Rain Demon Sword, which is ranked fourth on the sword list and the treasure of ancient cultivators? With your current strength, with such a sword, you can't withstand the power of my attack at all, go away! I don't want to kill you! You are no longer worthy of being my opponent, Fei Qingyang!"

Fei Qingyang suddenly felt that this duel was meaningless, perhaps it was really because he had too high expectations of Chu Yan.

"Haha, who said that my strength and my sword are just like this?"

Chu Yan sneered.

At this moment, outside the Nine Rings Mountains, nine rings, eight rings, seven rings, six rings, five rings... countless auras rose into the sky!