Chapter 967 He and Her

The battle between the two people was not very big, but the sword intention in it was full of twists and turns, and it was soul-stirring!

At least in Yao Yueqing's opinion, that's the case.

This was beyond her understanding of the sword's meaning.

As for the Little Formation Emperor, he doesn't practice swordsmanship, but he can draw sword formations. Even so, he can't see anything.

I just feel that the battle between the two is like a beautiful picture.

On the city wall, the three people in the Supreme Pavilion looked solemn when they saw the battle.

"Both of them are unparalleled talents."

One of them commented.

This is a middle-aged man with a relatively burly figure. Previously, his eyes were looking at Ye Xuan in the North Street courtyard.

"You are indeed the one that I, the Supreme Pavilion, have chosen." A young man in the middle whispered.

His gaze just now was directed at Fang Xinyan.

"She lost." Finally, the white-haired old man said slowly. He had been blind to it before.

"who?"

After the old man finished speaking, both of them asked.

The old man's eyes fell on Fang Xinyan and said slowly: "Fang Xinyan."

The middle-aged man was stunned.

The young man frowned.

"In the battle of Wenjian, two people dueled with their swords. Fang Xinyan was on the ninth floor, and Ye Xuan was on the sixth floor at most. How could they be defeated?" The middle-aged man was puzzled.

The young man also frowned and said, "Master Wei, did you see it wrong?"

The old man named Master Wei shook his head and said: "Before entering the ancient land of Daochu, Fang Xinyan had a slight chance of winning, but now she has no chance of winning at all."

"Why?" they both asked.

"Heart." Master Wei uttered one word lightly.

The battle continues.

The two of them fought with each other, using their swords to control the rain. In this downpour, they showed everyone that they were using their swords to their very best in their battles.

During the battle, Ye Xuan was still advancing step by step.

On the other hand, Fang Xinyan, she had rushed directly in front of Ye Xuan before, but during the battle, she was indeed constantly retreating.

This is defeat.

It seems that the swordsmanship on the ninth floor cannot allow Fang Xinyan to defeat Ye Xuan.

Or maybe it’s what Master Wei calls the heart.

boom!

Ye Xuan swept across with his sword finger and shattered the sword that Fang Xinyan had struck.

"There is no need to fight anymore."

Ye Xuan spoke slowly and slowly.

Fang Xinyan's body was soaked by the rain, and her red dress clung to her body, showing off her seductive figure to the fullest.

There are countless raindrops on its face.

Her eyes were red.

It was as if his eyes were red with blood.

But is it really red-eyed?

I'm afraid it's not right.

Instead, I cried in the rain and used the fighting to cover it up.

"Why?" Fang Xinyan stared at Ye Xuan and asked.

"You know the answer." Ye Xuan didn't stop.

"I want to hear what you have to say." Fang Xinyan said coldly.

"What did you say?" Ye Xuan said.

"Say you don't want to see me." Tears rolled down Fang Xinyan's eyes.

"I don't want to see you." Ye Xuan said again.

Fang Xinyan froze on the spot and laughed miserably, "Okay, then I will die again."

"Didn't you ask me to say it?" Ye Xuan asked.

"Then why don't you see me when I ask you to see me?" Fang Xinyan glared.

Ye Xuan was silent.

"What's going on?"

Yao Yueqing and Xiaozhenhuang who were in the rear were stunned.

Isn't it a fight? Why did the fight turn into a quarrel?

Ancestor Qiankun showed a hint of evil smile: "Master, master, just like you told me, some things are not what you want to do."

As early as before the entrance of Daochu Ancient Land, Patriarch Qiankun had vaguely guessed that this scene would happen.

I just didn't expect that Fang Xinyan would awaken the memories of that year in Konggu City too quickly.

All I can say is, it’s all fate.

At this moment, the three people in the Supreme Pavilion on the city wall were also confused.

Why did this style of painting suddenly change?

"Master Wei, what's going on?" the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.

The young man's face looked a little ugly.

The old man known as Master Wei also frowned: "Something is wrong, let's take a look first."

now.

Fang Xinyan stood in the rain, letting the heavy rain wash away her. She was soaked to the skin. She stared at Ye Xuan closely, with anger, confusion, and disappointment.

Ye Xuan opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

He didn't want to say anything more about that past incident.

He didn't expect that Fang Xinyan would awaken so quickly.

How long has it been since the battle with him?

But from here, how could we not see her feelings for him.

infatuation.

Ye Xuan stopped and stopped moving forward.

Fang Xinyan bit her red lips tightly and let her tears fall down: "You should never have saved me back then, let alone take care of me for so long."

"If I had died here, then everything would have ceased to exist."

"Shut up." Ye Xuan said coldly.

Fang Xinyan shrank subconsciously.

Seeing that scene, Ye Xuan felt a little helpless and said slowly: "I still have things to do, so please leave first."

Fang Xinyan had stubbornness in her eyes and shook her head: "Take me with you."

Ye Xuan frowned slowly.

Fang Xinyan saw this and whispered: "I know who you are going to see, Beiyao Shenwu, and your current woman...Zhou Youwei."

"Qiankun Pot." Ye Xuan called softly.

"Master Dele." Upon hearing this, Patriarch Qiankun waved his hand.

In an instant, the figures of Fang Xinyan and Ye Xuan disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Eh!?" The little formation emperor suddenly screamed: "What are you doing? This is so exciting."

"Kid, there are some things you shouldn't look at, so don't look at them." Ancestor Qiankun warned.

The little formation emperor rolled his eyes.

Yao Yueqing's expression was a little complicated.

Bang!
To be continued...