Chapter 2470

Seeing Nanyin's cold eyes, Qin Xuan's face was also very cold and said sarcastically, "what if you step into the holy land? Three moves can't kill me. What's the use of your practice?"

Qin Xuan's words are extremely sharp. He satirizes Nanyin that he can't kill him in three moves when he steps into the holy land. It's useless to practice.

"This guy is really crazy!" Hearing this, the hearts of all people trembled slightly and thought that this man was too brave. He was so presumptuous in front of the saint and was simply arrogant.

"No wonder he was chased and killed for a reason." Someone whispered.

In the practice world, if you don't have enough strength, you can only be honest. If you are too arrogant, you will be cleaned up sooner or later.

"I don't think that's the case. How powerful the youth of the Nanhua imperial dynasty are. They go directly to the killer. Can't they still swallow their anger?" But one person retorted, "moreover, what the people in the imperial territory said is also true, and they didn't exaggerate."

Hearing this man's words, all the people around him were silent.

The man glanced at the people faintly, but he really understood that these people were jealous of the talent of the people in the imperial realm, so he couldn't stand his arrogance. If they had such talent, they would be more arrogant.

"Today is your death, no one can change it!" Nan Yin spoke coldly and continued to walk towards Qin Xuan with a Changhong gun. He wanted to see if Qin Xuan could stop him.

"Really?" Qin Xuan sketched a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said coldly, "I'm afraid you're powerless!"

Nan Yin frowned when he heard this. Then he seemed to feel something. He looked at the direction in the distance. He saw that there were many breath coming here at a very fast speed.

However, between breathing, many figures came to this space. In front of him was a young man in white, with handsome appearance and super dusty temperament. There was no breath on his body, but he revealed an extraordinary feeling.

The young man in white is Yichen, and the figures behind him are naturally the strong ones of the nine immortal kingdom.

"It's him." Nan Yin's eyes flashed a ray of edge. He had some impression of Yi Chen. That day, he stood next to Tianxuan temple and obviously knew Qin Xuan.

However, Yi Chen had no time to take care of Nan Yin. His eyes swept around. When he saw the figure of Qin Xuan, his body flashed and directly appeared beside Qin Xuan. He asked with concern: "are you all right?"

"Fortunately, you came in time, otherwise you would have something to do." Qin Xuan smiled and said that when he fought with Nanyin, he sensed the breath of Yichen from Chuanyin jade and immediately informed him to come here.

"Leave the next thing to me." Yi Chen said, and Qin Xuan nodded, "OK."

He vaguely felt that Yi Chen's temperament was more outstanding than when he entered. If he guessed correctly, he should break the shackles and deal with Nanyin naturally.

Then Yi Chen turned his eyes and fell on Nan Yin. He opened his mouth faintly: "as the prince of the Nanhua imperial dynasty, he even used the holy land cultivation to deal with a high-level emperor. You have lost the face of the Nanhua imperial dynasty."

The voice fell and the space became quiet.

"Is that young man the prince of Nanhua dynasty?" Countless people looked at Nanyin in surprise, and then seemed to understand something. No wonder this man's temperament was so extraordinary that he could win opportunities in the eyes of the gods. He turned out to be a prince.

However, it's really disgraceful for a dignified Prince of the imperial dynasty to bully a low-level person. I don't know what hatred there is between them, but he wants to kill that person regardless of his face.

Yi Chen's words made Nan Yin's face rather ugly. He looked at Yi Chen coldly and said, "this has nothing to do with you. You'd better not meddle in your own business, otherwise you can't afford the consequences!"

"Are you threatening me?" Yi Chen's eyebrows were slightly selected. He was so crazy as soon as he stepped into the holy land. He was too confident.

"You should know the grudge between Qin Xuan and me. He must die today. If you stop him, you will die!" Nan Yin spoke coldly, and his tone seemed extremely strong. No one could stop him from killing Qin Xuan.

"Really?" Yi Chen looked calm and said to Nan Yin, "you seem to be very confident after stepping into the holy land. In that case, I'll try your strength."

When the voice fell, Yi Chen walked towards Nanyin, and there was still no breath on his body. Like an ordinary person, Nanyin looked at Yi Chen's figure, and a killing intention flashed in his eyes. This is your own death!

"Boom!" Nanyin raised his hand and blew out a palm. There was a divine light in the palm, which turned into a Zhenshi magic gun with amazing power. The gun body contained the power of the holy way, which was enough to easily wipe out the peak figures of ordinary emperors.

Yi Chen looked at the killing of the divine gun calmly. His fingers moved forward a little, and a strong wave diffused. The space in front seemed to solidify. The divine gun was stiff there, and he couldn't move forward any more.

Therefore, a very strange picture appeared in the space. The magic gun full of gorgeous light seemed to be just a sculpture.

Seeing this, Nan Yin trembled in his heart. His eyes looked at Yi Chen's figure in disbelief. He was also a saint!

At the moment, Nanyin felt that the strength of the other party was probably above him.

"In order to get revenge, you are desperate to improve your realm and destroy your future. Such a nature of mind is doomed to limit your achievements in martial arts. You are not worthy to compete with him at all." A sarcastic voice came out of Yi Chen's mouth, making Nan Yin's face more and more ugly.

The man even claimed that he was not worthy to compete with Qin Xuan.

Nanyin was about to refute, but at this time, he saw Yi Chen's palm waving, and the breath of the avenue in the space surged wildly, turning into a terrorist storm. With a click, he directly strangled the magic gun, and the storm continued to rush forward, which was the direction of killing Nanyin.

"Hum!" Nan Yin made a cold hum, his arms trembled, and a destructive gun shadow came out of the space and shot directly into the storm.

"Boom..." with a loud noise, the gun shadow collapsed instantly, and the storm burst at the same time. However, an extremely powerful afterwave swept Nanyin and patted Nanyin's body, making him hum and turn white.

When the crowd saw this scene, a deep meaning appeared on their faces. It was obvious that as a saint of the same rank, the young man in white was better than the prince of the Nanhua Dynasty.

From their conversation just now, they probably guessed something.

The prince of Nanhua Dynasty seems to have forcibly raised his realm in order to kill the emperor, but in this way, his foundation is bound to be unstable, and his strength is weaker than those who step into the Holy Land steadily.

"It's a pity to waste such a good talent." Someone sighed and faintly felt sorry for Nanyin. He was dazzled by hatred and made such an absurd decision.

Now his foundation is unstable. Even if he can continue to improve his cultivation in the future, he will be gradually distanced by those top figures. However, he is still much stronger than the sage with ordinary talent.

"I didn't hesitate to ruin my future to improve my cultivation, but in the end, I still couldn't kill that man. I lost my wife and lost my soldiers." Someone shook his head and sighed.

I saw a strange look on the faces of the crowd. It's too miserable!