Chapter 686

When fan ye walked out, everyone's eyes fell on him, as if a sharp edge shone out.

The great prince of the great Vatican Dynasty is determined to kill and attack, hidden but not sent. He is by no means a good kind.

"Interestingly, isn't Fan Ye in the spirit king's Tower? The spirit king's tower is in the holy wasteland city. He came all the way here. It seems that it's also for the yunhuang mountains."

In the void, someone said with a smile, but his eyes flashed a sharp color. It seems that the news of the opening of yunhuang mountain has been spread, and many people will come next.

"What if they come? I'm afraid they won't succeed?" Huoze said casually, with unparalleled confidence in his tone.

He has the highest cultivation achievement in the eighth floor of the king of yuan. He can easily crush the people in the ninth floor of the king of yuan. His strength is terrible. As long as fengtianyi doesn't take action, he can almost walk sideways. Who dares to touch him?

Fengtianyi didn't speak, but his pupils kept rotating, as if thinking about something.

Below, Xuanyuan could not help but stop the movement on his hand and frowned. Is the man who came out of here the big brother of Van Gogh?

"Brother, help me!" When Van Gogh saw that Van Gogh came over, there was a glimmer of hope for survival in his eyes. His eldest brother came and he couldn't die!

Fan Ye glanced at Van Gogh faintly, then looked at Xiang Xuanyuan breaking the sky, with a faint smile on his face and said, "can you let him go?"

"He wants to kill him. Do you want me to let him go?" Xuanyuan breaks the sky and feels ridiculous. How is this possible?

Failure in the martial arts world may mean death. Besides, he has let Van Gogh go once. This time, Van Gogh took the initiative to challenge him and made a decisive move to kill him. Where should he put his face?

"Some things are not as important as you think. You have won and he has paid the price. Why kill him?" Fan Ye exhorts again. His tone is still so calm, but it seems to have a sense of command.

Xuanyuan flashed a hint of irony in his eyes and said, "you mean, anyway, I've won, so you don't care if he wants to kill me?"

"You can understand that." Fan Ye smiled and nodded, but the smile was so cold in Xuanyuan's eyes, which clearly forced him to compromise.

The onlookers looked at this scene with different faces. They were more awed of Fan Ye. It was true that they were hidden but did not send it. When they made a move, they were domineering and decisive. They forced the other party to compromise. If they didn't, they could do it.

No one will think that Xuanyuan breaking the sky will disobey Fan Ye's will, just because Fan Ye's realm is the peak of the eight levels of the Yuan Dynasty.

In front of the absolute strength gap, the weak have no right to speak at all. The reason why Fan Ye said so much is just taking a form.

Therefore, when Van Gogh fought with Xuanyuan to break the sky, he just stood quietly and watched, just like a bystander. Everything will be under his control. If van Gogh wins, he doesn't need to go out and lose, he opens his mouth to save people.

Xuanyuan's face was a little ugly, and his eyes were angry. Fan Ye threatened him. He was four levels higher than him. He really didn't want any face at all.

"Xuanyuan." A clear voice came from the rear. Xuanyuan broke the sky and turned his head.

Qin Xuan came to Xuanyuan Shatian with a smile. At this time, Xuanyuan Shatian needed a friend to help him share the pressure. Of course, Qin Xuan had to stand up.

And the sword also came to Xuanyuan's side.

Although he didn't speak, the sharp sword on his body showed the extreme edge and made people dare not approach.

"You... Thank you." Xuanyuan was trying to say something, but when he saw the sincere smile on Qin Xuan and Jian's face, it was so clean and pure that he suddenly felt that he didn't have to say anything, and a thank you was enough.

True or false, sometimes one look is enough to distinguish it. Xuanyuan believes in his own eyes.

"It's a sword. He and this man are together." There was a cry of surprise in the crowd.

Sword is still famous in yunhuang city. As soon as it appeared, it was recognized by many people. There was a ripple in the crowd. Sword maniac knew this man. Who is this?

Also, the young man in white beside him seems to have a very outstanding temperament. Who is he?

Of course, there are many people in the crowd who have witnessed the three battles outside the desolate tower a few days ago. Today, they are not too surprised to see Qin Xuan present together.

"Xuanyuan?" I don't know who shouted a voice in the crowd, which immediately aroused the reaction of many people, and a deep meaning flashed in their eyes.

The man in white who came just now called the man Xuanyuan. Is that the man's surname Xuanyuan?

In the nine regions of the wilderness, Xuanyuan's surname first reminds people of the top forces that have stood for countless years, which have been passed down from ancient times to today.

In the void, many Tianjiao looked wonderful. Combined with what fengtianyi said before and Xuanyuan's surname, the person's identity can be determined.

The man is from Xuanyuan palace.

Huo Ze's eyes flashed a sharp color and stared at the Xuanyuan broken sky below. This guy was from Xuanyuan palace and had an extraordinary origin.

"Ha ha, Huo Ze is out of his sight. He is not a man of small forces." Someone joked at huoze, which made huoze's face stiff and slightly ugly.

Before, he said that the battle below was just a small fight between small forces. Why should we care, but now one person's identity is exposed. He comes from Xuanyuan palace, which is much stronger than Jiutian Shenjian temple.

Huoze felt hot on his face. What he said was like slapping himself in the face. It was a bit humiliating.

"Hum." Huoze snorted, glanced coldly at the speaker, and didn't say much.

The man saw huoze's cold eyes, but he didn't feel the slightest fear. There was a playful smile in his mouth. His eyes were bright and bright, and his face was a bit cynical.

Obviously, this person's strength is also very strong, and huoze exists at the same level.

At this time, Xuanyuan broke the sky and said, "let him go, but you should exchange the treasure of the same value."

Fan Ye frowned slightly and said, "what level of treasure do you want?"

Xuanyuan took a joking look at Van Gogh, then looked at Van ye again and said faintly, "it depends on what level he is in your heart."

"Big brother!" Van Gogh shouted to Van Gogh. His eyes were full of hope. His life was completely in Van Gogh's hands at this time.

The onlookers nodded secretly. This is indeed a perfect way. It can not only let Van Gogh live, but also let the great Van Gogh Dynasty pay a certain price. After all, it was defeated and it was impossible to leave directly.

However, it is not easy to judge the level of the treasure. It really depends on the position of Van Gogh in Van Ye's heart.

In fact, it was not Xuanyuan who came up with this method, but Qin Xuan who secretly told Xuanyuan that it was really useful now.

In the twinkling of an eye, Xuanyuan breaks the sky and pushes the problem of choice to Fan Ye, leaving him to choose by himself.

Fan Ye frowned. He wanted to force Xuanyuan to break the sky and let him release people directly, but he didn't expect that he would come to this hand. He immediately occupied the side of truth. If so many people were present, he would inevitably be criticized if he was still strong.

"A medium grade yuan Jue, a top-grade peak spirit weapon, let him go." Fan Ye said with a calm face.

"Are you kidding?"

Xuanyuan broke the sky and directly responded that with just two things, he wanted to change a yuan king, Tianjiao in the fifth floor environment, when he was an idiot?

Fan Ye's face showed a sense of anger and said again, "there can be no more two top-grade yuan Jue and three top-grade spirit tools."

"Add two millennium elixirs and two fourth order elixirs." Xuanyuan added that his tone was calm and natural, as if he didn't care at all. He was talking to a strong man in the eighth floor.

"This guy, how dare you speak."

The faces of the crowd showed a look of great amazement. The conditions put forward by Xuanyuan breaking the sky have been invaluable. Coupled with the yuan formula and spirit tools promised by Fan Ye, it can be called a lot of wealth.

Compared with the shock on other faces, Qin Xuan and Jian looked calm and calm without any fluctuation, as if they should have been.

The price also depends on the status. If the disciples of the temple forces are treated like this, the offer will only be higher.

"Interesting."

"Are you kidding me?" Fan Ye is completely angry, and his eyes burst out with a terrible cold, and the smell of terror is crazy.

In an instant, an invisible trend of heaven and earth erupted between Fan Ye and Xuanyuan breaking the sky. The rumbling sound came out, and a terrible flame burst out and burned everything, making everyone tremble.

Fan Ye, angry!

I saw an extremely terrible flame roaring out towards the Xuanyuan breaking the sky. There was a popping sound in the air. The terrible hot breath was spreading. The flame rules shrouded the vast and endless area and burned everything.

"Puff..."

Under the fire, the aura between heaven and earth is burned, which is called an illusory state and almost turns into nothingness.

"What a terrible flame rule."

The onlookers trembled wildly and looked frightened. Fan Ye's strength was terrible. His flame rules had reached a very high level. Coupled with his strong cultivation, there were few enemies in the kingdom of the Yuan Dynasty.

Looking at the roaring flames and waves, Qin Xuan's face was very ugly.

Fan Ye is not angry at all, but has been planning for a long time. He has been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to make a move.

Now, he finally waited. Of course, he would try his best to kill them.

But Qin Xuan doesn't understand that Van Gogh is still in their hands. Why does Van Gogh dare to fight them so openly? Doesn't he care about his brother's life and death at all?

Van Gogh's heart twitched fiercely. Looking at the indifferent and ruthless look in Van Gogh's eyes, he seemed to never know him, like a stranger.

For a moment, he understood everything.

His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and there was a look of despair in his eyes. He only felt a burst of sadness and helplessness. Now his biological brother wants to kill him in order to stabilize the imperial power.

The so-called brotherhood is so fragile and vulnerable in front of power.