I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

Fang Yun's face was also full of curiosity. In the past, Emperor Xue Ye was Fang Yun's idol.

Who would have thought that we would meet today.

"what happened?"

Fang Yun asked curiously.

Emperor Xue Ye seemed to be lost in his memories at this moment.

After a moment, he spoke: "At the last moment of ascension, when I was about to step into the gate of heaven, I failed."

Fang Yun became interested, "My lover stabbed me in the back..."

"how do you know?"

Fang Yun had only said half a sentence when Mr. Yin Ye stared at Fang Yun and asked in disbelief.

"Guess."

"Isn't that the case with most plots?"

Fang Yun was speechless. He wanted to say that he was betrayed by his brother, stabbed in the back by his lover, and turned against his master and disciple; but he never expected that he had guessed it at the first sentence.

Mr. Yin Ye continued, "Yes, it was that bitch Yao Chi who did this, causing me to fail."

"All I had to do was hold her in my hands and in my mouth, but I never thought that he would poison me before I ascended."

Mr. Yinye's eyes were filled with anger.

"Yao...Yaochi?"

Hearing this name, Qin Zhan's face turned pale.

"Qin Zhan pays homage to the Emperor."

"I am willing to be the emperor's servant and die for him."

Qin Zhan immediately knelt down and offered his soul and blood.

Qin Zhan knew that if he didn't do this, he would surely die if he didn't know such a secret today. And doing so was not a bad result for Qin Zhan.

Following the Great Emperor is an honor and a blessing.

The reason why he chose Mr. Yin Ye without waiting for Fang Yun to speak was because in the nearly ten thousand years of history of the continent, Emperor Xue Ye was the strongest Lingxiao, without a doubt.

Even though Fang Yun is also a reincarnation, in Qin Zhan's opinion, he is far inferior to Fang Yun.

Making a decision now can also increase your favorability.

However, even though Qin Zhan offered his soul and blood, Mr. Yin Ye had no intention of accepting it. He stared at Fang Yun and asked, "Who are you reincarnated?"

"me?"

"I am who I am, not the reincarnation of anyone else."

"It's just some luck."

At this moment, some emotions flashed in Fang Yun's eyes, and he obviously didn't want to recall the past.

Mr. Yin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of shock. As the reincarnation of Emperor Xue Ye, Mr. Yin Ye mastered countless secret techniques. He had been staring at Fang Yun, and he was sure that Fang Yun was not lying.

Because of this, Emperor Xue Ye was even more shocked.

A person who is not a reincarnated person has such fighting power.

What a blessing that is.

"You want to kill me!" Fang Yun stared at Mr. Yin Ye in front of him and said.

"Not bad!"

"Now, I am more interested in the good fortune in you."

"The Unyielding Sword Bone is not that important."

"The good fortune in you will help me get back to the top faster."

"If my guess is correct, that bitch Yao Chi is about to ascend to heaven."

"I can't let her succeed." Mr. Yin Ye did not hide his intentions and said it directly.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Okay!"

"I also want to see where my limit is."

Fang Yun became alert and his eyes became bright.

"Stay away!"

Mr. Yinye spoke lightly.

Qin Zhan, who was kneeling, felt relieved and finally smiled. Mr. Yin Ye asked him to step back, which obviously meant that he would accept him as a slave.

"Respect the Emperor's decree!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Zhan immediately retreated.

A special knife appeared in Mr. Yin Ye's hand. On the knife, there were two words: Snowy Night.

The Snow Night, which had been sealed for a long time, was now excited.

The blade trembled slightly, as if responding to its owner.

"Where's your weapon?"

Mr. Yin Ye looked at Fang Yun and spoke.

"Weapons?"

Fang Yun felt a little embarrassed when he heard that. He really didn't have any weapons on him.

Fang Yun looked at the branches beside him and finally gave up the idea.

It might be possible to stab someone to death with a branch, but Fang Yun felt that it was unlikely to stab Mr. Yin Ye in front of him to death. This was the reincarnation of Emperor Xue Ye, and he was holding the Xue Ye Knife in his hand.

Even though he has not yet entered the holy realm, his methods are absolutely astonishing.

Don't be careless.

Fang Yun doesn't want to die because of underestimating the enemy.

Soon, Fang Yun's eyes lit up.

"Hold on!"

Fang Yun's gaze fell on the magic sword beside him, which was Ziwei.

The sword of the Sword Master.

"Do you want the sword?"

"That is Ziwei, the sword master's pendant. Ziwei has spirits and can only be touched by the sword master's heir."

Seeing Fang Yun walking towards the Fairy Sword Ziwei, Mr. Yin Ye reminded him.

"fine!"

"It should work, let's try it!"

Fang Yun ignored Mr. Yin Ye's reminder and directly grabbed the Immortal Sword Ziwei.

boom.

The moment Fang Yun's hand touched the fairy sword Ziwei, the fairy sword burst out with terrifying sword energy, which soared into the sky and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.

"Pity!"

Seeing this at this moment, Emperor Xue Ye couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Fang Yun might be dead.

Without the unyielding sword bone, if you touch the fairy sword Ziwei, you will be counterattacked.

However, soon, Mr. Yin Ye was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

In the sword light, Fang Yun's body did not disappear.

Even the hand holding the fairy sword Ziwei was intact.

"What kind of aura is that that can actually block such a terrifying unyielding sword intent?"

"Could this be the good fortune he got?"

Mr. Yin Ye saw that there was an invisible force wrapped around Fang Yun. He narrowed his eyes slightly and became more and more looking forward to the fortune in Fang Yun.

"Humph!"

"Come out!"

"Heavenly Sword Intention!"

Seeing the Fairy Sword Ziwei struggling and trying to break free from Fang Yun's control, Fang Yun snorted coldly.

As the Heavenly Sword Intent emerged, the struggling Immortal Sword Ziwei was instantly suppressed.

With a sound, Fang Yunkeng pulled it out.

After sensing the Heavenly Sword Intent, the Immortal Sword Ziwei not only stopped struggling, but instead emitted a series of pleasant sword sounds.

That's a flattering sound.

Fang Yun waved it lightly and felt it was quite handy, so he turned his head and looked at Mr. Yin Ye.

"Okay, it's pretty handy, let's take it."

Fang Yun's hand trembled, and a sword sounded, as if responding to Fang Yun.

At this moment, although Fang Yun has not yet made the Fairy Sword Ziwei recognize him as his master, he feels as if he can control it as easily as with his own arm.

"No blood confession?"

Mr. Yin Ye looked at Fang Yun and asked in confusion.

"This is not my sword."

"And I feel okay, no need to bother."

Fang Yun shook his head. It was not that the Immortal Sword Ziwei was bad, on the contrary, it was very good. It was just that Fang Yun did not want to seize someone else's inheritance. After all, he had promised the Sword Master. Now asking the Immortal Sword Ziwei to recognize its master was no big deal.

If he did that, how would he be any different from the people Fang Yun himself despised.

"In this case, I got the advantage!"

“Just give it your all!”

"I'll give you three moves."

Although Mr. Yin Ye wanted to take away Fang Yun's fortune, he did not do it in a despicable way.

Instead, he chose a very respectful approach.

"it is good!"

"You are the reincarnation of Emperor Xue Ye, so I will not hold back."

"Be careful!"

Fang Yun gave a reminder and directly used the Heavenly Dao Body Technique.

In Mr. Yin Ye's perception, Fang Yun disappeared in an instant.

This is teleportation, which is simply not something that can be performed at the Qi Refining stage, so Mr. Yin Ye was a little confused at this moment.

In Mr. Yin Ye's perception, Fang Yun disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, Mr. Yin Ye sensed the murderous intent and immediately swung his knife to block it.

Beads of sweat appeared on Mr. Yinye's forehead.

Obviously Fang Yun's body movements put endless pressure on Mr. Yin Ye.

"This is a move!"

"He is clearly at the peak of Qi Refining, so why can he perform teleportation? What kind of treasure does he have?"

Originally, Yin Ye wanted to let Fang Yun make three moves, but at this moment, he no longer dared to think so.

If you give in to three moves in this situation, you might die.

Yin Ye did not dare to hide even a little bit of his cultivation, and put it all into this one strike.

"It's teleportation!"

"This is teleportation. This person is only at the peak of Qi Refining, but he can actually perform teleportation. How is this possible?"

Fang Yun displayed the Heavenly Dao Body Skills. Qin Zhan, who was watching the fight from the side, was also shocked when he saw this.

With such body movements, even if Mr. Yin Ye was the reincarnation of Emperor Xue Ye and could burst out with the cultivation of a semi-saint, he would not be able to gain any advantage.

In terms of body movement, Fang Yun, who was practicing Qi training, actually had the upper hand.

Qin Zhan was terrified.

"Tiandao swordsmanship!"

When Mr. Yin Ye was attacking with all his strength, Fang Yun activated the Heavenly Dao Sword Technique.

This time, Fang Yun directly chose to exert 80% of his strength. After all, this was Emperor Xue Ye, so how could he dare to underestimate him.

After Fang Yun injected the power of heaven into the Immortal Sword Ziwei, a bright light shone from the sword.

It touched the Snow Night Knife in Mr. Yin Ye's hand.

when!

The sound of fine iron colliding was heard.

Mr. Yinye opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

Snowy night is the divine sword.

In terms of grade, it is even higher than Ziwei, but after the first collision, Mr. Yinye was shocked to find that the Xue Ye Knife in his hand was shaking and wailing.

The spirit of the Snow Night Sword is collapsing.

"impossible?"

At the same time, Mr. Yin Ye was shocked to find that there was a gap on the Xue Ye Knife.

There was a storm in Mr. Yinye's heart.

In Mr. Yin Ye's eyes, the scene happening before his eyes was no different from a dream.

"Well, he is worthy of being the reincarnation of Emperor Xue Ye. He is indeed strong enough."

“Then let’s go all out!”

Seeing that Mr. Yin Ye blocked the sword, Fang Yun no longer held back and chose to go all out.

"Heavenly Sword Technique, the Cutting Technique!"

However, at this moment, Fang Yun's second sword arrived.

This sword made Mr. Yin Ye, who was already frightened, even more shocked.

The sword strike just now shocked Mr. Yin Ye. With one strike, the spirit of Xue Ye Dao was directly destroyed. However, that terrifying sword strike was not Fang Yun's strongest move.

Although his heart could not calm down, Mr. Yin Ye was once at the peak of Lingxiao and almost succeeded in ascending to heaven. How could he be affected and wait for death?

"You deserve this knife."

"It's cold and there's no snow!"

Holding the Snow Night Sword, Mr. Yin Ye slashed out with his strongest sword.

The sword intent of this sword has reached the ultimate level.

The moment the knife came out, strange phenomena of heaven and earth appeared in the void.

A cold moon rises.

There were clearly no snowflakes falling, but the ground beneath our feet was being covered with ice and snow at a terrifying speed.

The temperature even reached absolute zero.

"Oh no, it's Dahan Wuxue, the most powerful sword of Emperor Xue Ye."

Even Qin Zhan, who was watching the fight, was frightened at this moment. It was impossible to escape from the sword.

He couldn't even move a finger, let alone escape.

Millions of first-order earth fire array patterns were completely destroyed.

However, even though Mr. Yin Ye used his strongest sword move, Fang Yun was not affected at all at this moment.

The Ziwei in his hand was chopped out without any influence.

The Xue Ye Sword, which had lost its spirit, was unable to resist Zi Wei. The moment it collided with Zi Wei, it broke directly, and a flash of sword light passed by.

Mr. Yinye's head flew out directly.

Under the sword of heaven, both the soul and spirit are destroyed.

Looking at the head rolling not far away, Fang Yun, who was holding Ziwei in his hand, was stunned.

"The reincarnation of the Great Emperor, is he so weak?"

Just one sword, and it’s gone.

"what?"

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"Emperor Xue Ye is dead. How is this possible?"

Looking at the head rolling at his feet, Qin Zhan's face was full of disbelief. He couldn't believe it was true. After all, just a moment ago, Mr. Yin Ye had used the Great Cold and No Snow.

No one could have survived that blow, so Fang Yun should have been the one to die.

Looking at the bloody head at his feet, Qin Zhan was stunned.

Qin Zhan's body and voice were trembling.

"Could it be..."

"Did he hold back and not go all out?"

Fang Yun was also confused, feeling so weak.

My face is full of question marks, something is wrong!