[The first thousand six hundred and seventy-six chapters are just ants]
“Have you made your choice?”
Song Yan looked at Xue Linger and asked in a calm tone.
Hearing this, Xue Ling’er was heartbroken and shouted sternly: “If you are a human race traitor, kill me if you have the ability!”
“Okay, I will fulfill you!”
Song Yan smiled, raised his hand and pointed to Xue Linger’s eyebrow.
Immediately, Xue Ling’er’s pupils shrank, a look of panic appeared on her face, and at the same time, she felt a bit more regretful in her heart.
Just then, a voice sounded: “Stop!”
At the same time, a figure swooped into the Yuntian Palace, came to Song Yan’s back and slapped his vest.
“Bastard, it’s time to attack my boss and die!”
Liu Long was furious, and threw his fist at the figure, but just as he threw his fist, the figure flew out, smashed outside the Yuntian Palace, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow sound. Followed down.
Looking at Xue Linger again, there was a blood hole in the center of her eyebrows, and her whole body’s vitality was fading at a very fast speed, and in an instant she turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.
“Cough cough!”
While coughing up blood, Jian Chen stood up from the ground, stared at Song Yan in Yuntian Palace, and said coldly, “Why did you kill Xue Ling’er?”
Jian Chen, ranked first on the Young Dragons List, comes from Longjian Villa, and is the contemporary swordsman of Longjian Villa. He has a very close personal relationship with Xue Linger. He just came to the imperial capital today and accepted Xue Linger’s invitation. Come to Yuntian Palace for a banquet.
I didn’t expect to see my friend in crisis as soon as I arrived, so I shot without hesitation.
What he didn’t expect was that the opponent’s strength was too strong, not only failed to save Xue Linger, but was severely injured by the opponent.
“I’m happy!”
Song Yan shrugged in disapproval.
“very good!”
Jian Chen nodded slowly, followed by a sound of sword sounds like a dragon yin, and he had an extra two-meter-long snow-white divine sword in his hand.
“This is the Snow Dragon Sword! One of the three swords of the Dragon Sword Villa!”
In the Yuntian Palace, a Tianjiao exclaimed.
“Could he be Jian Chen, who is number one on the young dragon list?” Another Tianjiao shouted excitedly.
Although Jian Chen ranks first on the Young Dragons list, he is very low-key. In addition, Longjian Villa is located in the extreme north of the Central Region, so not many people have seen his true appearance.
“It is said that Jian Chen’s swordsmanship has shocked the gods, and his swordsmanship has reached the point of shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods. Now that Xuelong Sword is in hand, it will be even more powerful. I don’t know if he can kill that Chu Fan to avenge Xue Linger. !”
A Tianjiao whispered.
Hearing this, the faces of the dozen or so men and women who accompanied Xue Linger had a little more expectation on their faces.
“Jianchen, please advise!”
Jian Chen slowly raised the Snow Dragon Sword, and at the same time urged the secret technique to temporarily suppress the injury in his body, and shouted to Song Yan.
“It turns out that you are Jian Chen, who is on the list of young dragons, and I am Chu Fan!”
Song Yan showed a sudden look, he had also heard the other party’s name.
“It turns out that Your Excellency is Chu Fan. Today, I want to avenge Xue Ling’er and kill you, a human traitor!”
As soon as the words fell, Jian Chen turned into a bright sword light, and slashed towards Song Yan at a lightning speed. The moment he pulled out the sword, a radius of ten miles turned into ice and snow, and a large number of snowflakes fell from the sky, dreary and beautiful. .
“Ding!”
Song Yan flicked his fingers, and with a crisp sound, Jian Chen, along with his sword, was bounced off, and fell outside the Yuntian Palace again.
Seeing this scene, the arrogance of those who had expectations suddenly froze: how is it possible? How could Chu Fan be so powerful!
“Wow!”
Jian Chen, who barely stabilized his body, spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his face changed a few times. In the end, he barely suppressed the injury in his body.
“Come again!”
With a loud shout, Jian Chen came to kill again with his sword, and the snowflakes in the sky were also affected by his sword, and they fell faster…
“Ding!”
Jian Chen was once again flicked by Song Yan with one finger.
“It’s just three things, if you dare to shoot again, I will kill you!” Song Yan said lightly, looking at Jian Chen, whose face was pale.
This Jianchen deserves to be the first on the list of young dragons. He is quite powerful. Even if Liu Long is half a notch worse than him, he can completely compete with the kings of arrogance of all ethnic groups. Unfortunately, he met Song Yan, It’s doomed to fail here.
Hearing this, Jian Chen’s face changed a few times again, the blood in his mouth continued to seep from the gaps between his teeth, he said again: “I learned swordsmanship at the age of three, and condensed the heart of the sword at the age of eight. I have no rivals in my generation. After I was twenty years old, I won the first place in the young dragon list. Since then, there has been no one in the world who can compete with me. Therefore, I retreated for three years and practiced kendo. A month ago, his sword In my life, I have experienced thousands of battles, tens of thousands of warriors have died under my sword, and have been on the verge of death many times, but I have never flinched, because, My kendo is going forward bravely, if I retreat today, my sword heart will be useless, so even if there is a god standing in front of me, my sword Chen dares to swing his sword at him and die!”
As soon as the words fell, Jian Chen merged with the Snow Dragon Sword in his hand again, turning into a beam of extreme brilliance and extreme beauty, but the sword light that could not feel the slightest killing intent slashed towards Song Yan.
“In that case, I will fulfill you!”
Looking at the flying sword light, Song Yan slowly raised his right hand to shoot it out.
“boom!”
“Crack!”
The sword light shattered, a figure fell out, and fell heavily on the ground of Yuntiangong. In the breath, the vitality was completely gone, and it turned into a corpse.
“Jian Chen is dead!”
“Ha ha!”
Seeing this scene, the geniuses in Yuntian Palace almost became sluggish, looking at Song Yan’s back, in addition to fear, there was a little more awe in their eyes.
On that day, the news that Jian Chen, who was number one on the young dragon list, entered the imperial capital and was defeated by the human race traitor Chu Fan quickly spread in the imperial capital.
For a while, the arrogance of the human race felt that the sky became dark.
The word Chu Fan was more like a mountain, pressing heavily on their hearts, making them almost breathless. At the same time, countless geniuses who had slandered Song Yan quietly left the imperial capital.
Zhenlong Pavilion, this is the stronghold of the Zhenlong family established in the imperial capital.
The real dragon clan did not establish a country, and the leader who led the real dragon clan was called the dragon ancestor. Although the dragon ancestor had not yet become a god, his strength was comparable to that of a high-level god.
Even five thousand years ago, he personally killed a high-level god.
Ao Tian is the heir to the Dragon Ancestor of the True Dragon Clan, known as the Holy Son.
“Holy Son, do you want to know that Chu Fan!”
A true dragon warrior stood respectfully in front of a green-robed youth and asked.
“This holy son came to the human race to create the heavenly monument, so don’t bother about these chores!” Ao Tian said lightly.
The true dragon warrior said a little unwillingly: “But someone has already compared that Chu Fan to you, how can a lowly human race be comparable to you, it is better for the son to kill him, so that the world will know, You are the strongest King of Heaven’s Chosen!”
Ao Tian glanced at the other party, and a touch of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth: “A stronger ant, why bother!”
He has slaughtered gods, and now his strength is comparable to that of intermediate gods, so how can he put a human race genius in his eyes.
