Chapter 895: Yun Qingyan yielded!

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0895 Yun Qingyan yields!
In Yun Qingyan's heart, he did not want to use a certain hole card to the first holy son, because he intended to use it to the prince.
For now, however, Yun Qingyan will use this hole card in advance for the blood of Lingzhi.
"Woohoo ..." The strange fairy sword in Yun Qingyan's hand suddenly made a wailing sound, and seemed to feel something that made him afraid.
Yun Qingyan stroked the Yixian Sword for a moment, as if to comfort it, and then ... put away the Yixian Sword.
Huh!
A white sword light soared into the sky, passed directly through the enchantment of the buried fairy valley, and rushed to the sky above the outside world.
Outside of the buried fairy valley, a group of pseudo-immortals stationed saw the sword light for the first time.
"Huh?" Countless pseudo-immortal eyes were dignified, because they all felt a shiver from the soul.
"Then ... what happened to Jianguang?"
"Isn't it the Abyss of the Meteor Sword, what shocking sword is born?"
In the burial fairy valley, those who have a relationship with the sword also have the meteoric sword abyss, so all the false immortals associate the meteoric sword abyss.
"Is Yun Xiaoyou finally using that sword ..." The ancestor of Minghe murmured, his gaze passed through the layers of space, and fell on Yun Qingyan in Funeral Valley.
"really……"
When the eyes of the ancestors of the Minghe River fell on Yun Qingyan's body, Yun Qingyan's hand ... just gripped on the Blade of the Celestial Sword.
After starting the sky, Yun Qingyan's temperament has changed dramatically in an instant.
At this moment, Yun Qingyan looks like the gods who dominate everything. One sword can break the stars, and one sword can cut the sun and the moon.
...
...
At this time, the first prince was shooting a 30% strength blast into Yun Qingyan.
But with the sword cut by the sky, Yun Qingyan was held in his hand, and the first sage stiffly stopped the shot ... The expression, inexplicable panic.
No, it cannot be said that it is inexplicable.
It is ... from the fear of the soul.
Not only that, at this moment, the First Son seems to have smelled the breath of death.
"This, how is this possible!"
As the Supreme Heavenly Pride, the First Son is the first time ... to feel the breath of death.
"Because of this sword--" The first prince thought of it for the first time.
"Is this scared?" Yun Qingyan shook his head slightly, holding the Divine Sword in his hand, and the figure volleyed from hundreds of thousands of meters below the ground.
In less than one or two breaths, Yun Qingyan had already flown to the sky opposite the First Son.
"The smell of the ghost river ancestors ..."
Just as Yun Qingyan was preparing to drive the Celestial Sword to slay the first saint, he suddenly felt the sky above, and there was a breath familiar to him.
"Huh? Not only the old ancestors of Minghe ..." Yun Qingyan's eyes suddenly coagulated.
If it is said that it is just the ancestor of the Minghe River, Yun Qingyan will not take it to heart ... For the next thing to do, Yun Qingyan can completely let go of his hands and feet.
But now, Yun Qingyan found another breath.
And this breath, he is also familiar with it ... but it is not as familiar as the Heihe ancestors.
"Is Xiao Huang Xiao Qingtian here ..."
Yun Qingyan muttered in a low voice, struggling intensely within a short period of time.
"There is a breath of Xiao Huang on the sky, which shows that Xiao Huang ... is watching this scene from outside!"
When Yun Qingyan murmured in his heart, he slowly cut the Heavenly Sword ... and received it again in the scabbard.
Yun Qingyan can cast the Celestial Sword under the eyes of the ancestors of the Minghe River without reservation, but cannot use the Celestial Sword under the eyes of Xiao Huang.
The reason is simple, Xiao Huang ... is Xiao Wu fear's father.
The purpose of Yun Qingyan's entry into the funeral valley this time is to kill Xiao Wuyou.
If Xiao Huang now sees Yun Qingyan killing the First Son with the help of the Tianshen Sword, he will certainly try his best to inform Xiao Wu fear about it ...
Once this is done, everything is gone.
Yun Qingyan wanted to kill Xiao Wuwei, but it involved two things that were extremely important to him.
The first thing, he wanted to use Xiao Wu fear to turn into the dragons behind the dragon ...
Building a godsend is directly related to whether Yun Qingyan will be able to kill the wind in two months and a half ...
The second thing is that Yun Qingyan needs to learn about the whereabouts of the prayer spirit through Xiao Wuji's mouth!
"Sure enough!" The first holy son suddenly said quietly.
"Sure enough? What is it?"
Yun Qingyan, who was not paying attention to the First Son, could not help but wonder.
"That sword is really strong, so strong ... just the breath that emanates gives me a shiver from the soul!"
The first prince looked at Yun Qingyan and said, "But the stronger the magic weapon, the higher the cultivation requirements for the people who use it!"
"A sword that even trembles me, isn't you now ... qualified to drive!"
Yun Qingyan was slightly dumbfounded, looking at the First Son with weird eyes, "So, do you think ... I can't control my sword?"
The First Son did not speak again, but his expression seemed to be saying, wasn't it?
In fact, it is easy to speculate. If Yun Qingyan could not control the sword, why didn't he use this sword to deal with the first sage?
You know, the first saint is already on the sword and feels the trembling breath ... This is enough to show in disguise that this sword can threaten the first saint.
"Isn't it true that the First Son said, Yun Qingyan can't control that sword?"
Outside Burial Fairy Valley, Xiao Huang Xiao Qingtian muttered in a low voice, at this time, he was standing not far from the ancestors of Minghe.
No one knows what the Heihe ancestor thought, but his superficial expression cannot be seen through at all.
"Xiao Huang ... can indeed be connected to Xiao Wuwei." The voice of Minghe's ancestor rang directly in Yun Qingyan's ear.
"This is not a good thing ..." Yun Qingyan sighed, Xiao Huang could contact Xiao Wuyou, and he was not a good thing ... At least the immediate crisis could not be resolved.
"Yun Xiaoyou, there is a saying," You can only have it if you have a house! "The voice of the ancestor of the Minghe River rang again in Yun Qingyan's ear.
"You can only have a house, and you can only do this ..." Yun Qingyan heard the words, shook his head, and a bitter smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.
In fact, before Minghe's ancestors said this, Yun Qingyan was thinking ...
Of course, Yun Qingyan's house is not the real house, but the thing ... in a short time, to the custody of the first son.
"Slow--"
When the first prince was about to shoot, Yun Qingyan suddenly stopped and said, "I can give you the fairy blood Ganoderma—"
The First Son heard that there were no surprises in his eyes. Some were just taken for granted. This world never existed without fear of death.
Or……