"Did I let you go?"

Su Qianjue spoke lightly, and the sand and stones that were constantly shaking under his feet showed his inner fluctuations at this time.

He was very angry, although Li Hanyuan's tone in his words was a bit arrogant from Su Qianjue's perspective.

But he didn't care. He knew that this was a characteristic that children from famous families had. I said this for your own good characteristics, and I would never think about it from the perspective of others.

What really upset him was Situ Qingyan, to be precise, her eyes looking at Li Hanyuan were filled with endless admiration and admiration.

At that moment, he felt as if something important had been taken away, although he did not admit that.

Li Hanyuan stopped, turned around and looked at Su Qianjue with a look of confusion.

Situ Qingyan, who was beside her, shook her shoulders and looked back.

"What else do you have?" Li Hanyuan asked, gently patting the folding fan on his palm.

"You can leave, she stays." Su Qianjue said calmly.

"reason."

"You are not qualified to take her away."

“Who has it?”

"Situ Haoyue."

The action of slapping the folding fan paused, and Li Hanyuan looked at the other person.

"Haha, what if I must?"

"You try."

Su Qianjue looked straight at the other party with expressionless expression.

As the two of them followed, the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Seeing this, Situ Qingyan quickly stood between the two of them, looked at Su Qianjue and said, "Brother Li is my brother's sworn brother. It's safe for me to go with him, don't worry."

Su Qianjue's mouth twitched and said coldly,

"Who cares about you? Less self-indulgent.

Didn't you understand? He can leave, you can't.

If Situ Haoyue doesn’t come, you – you can’t leave!”

"You..." Situ Qingyan didn't know what to do for a moment. Why is this elm-wood head so stubborn?

"Forgive me for being too talkative, why do you have to be him?" Li Hanyuan said curiously.

"Have anyone ever said that you are the best in the world in the future?"

"No, but..."

"Nothing, but she stays, you disappear."

When Li Hanyuan heard this, his lips curled up, but he began to get excited. It has been a long time since he was on the Supreme List three years ago...

A look of eagerness to try appeared in his eyes. Li Hanyuan opened the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile.

"So, I want to try."

Situ Qingyan's face tightened, based on her understanding of Li Hanyuan.

Over the years, it was almost impossible for her to see the open fan, and at this moment, it opened in his hand...

She didn't know how strong Su Qianjue was, but she knew how she, Brother Li, existed.

Li Hanyuan, deputy leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, ranked 30th on the Supreme List, and the folding fan purple ice plum in his hand ranked 8th in the weapon list!

Li Hanyuan, the supreme nickname - Fenghuang!

Su Qian never knew about these people, nor did he need to know about them. He didn't agree with them, and no one could take them away.

"Then let's try." Su Qianjue chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hanyuan disappeared in front of him.

Is it speed? Su Qianjue thought about it and a folding fan appeared in front of him.

He gently stepped back and flew away, while Li Hanyuan was faster than him, turning into a white shadow and appeared behind him. The folding fan opened, and several cold iron spikes shot out from the fan with golden thread.

Su Qian was not in a hurry and raised his left hand to the snow and turned back and knocked the spike back.

With a long roar, the whole person rushed towards Li Hanyuan, and his right hand turned into a palm and slapped him suddenly.

The two of them had fought for dozens of times in a few breaths. Li Hanyuan's figure changed rapidly, leaving behind afterimages. No matter how Su Qianjue attacked, he could never touch his sleeves.

"You are too slow." Li Hanyuan's speed continued to increase, and a strong wind blew around Su Qianjue.

Seeing this, Su Qianjue responded to changes in the same way and stood in the wind.

"left!"

Su Qianjue's eyes narrowed, and Stephen Xue suddenly came out of the sheath and stabbed to the left, and Li Hanyuan, who was stabbed, slowly dissipated.

“Good perception.”

On the right side of Su Qianjue, Li Hanyuan's figure appeared, and there was a crack at the cuff of his right hand.

"You can hurt my sleeves, you are enough to be on the Supreme List." Li Hanyuan's face was solemn.

He did not mean any humiliation, but his words were extremely sincere. Although Su Qianjue had not hurt his skin just now, he only cut off an inch of his sleeve.

But it also shocked him. His combat power may be considered a mid-level among the great masters.

But what he likes the world most is his speed that is the world's best. The name of Fenghuang is not for nothing. Li Hanyuan is very confident about his speed, and his countless achievements have proved his confidence.

If the Supreme List only ranks according to the speed of body skills, Li Hanyuan can definitely win the first place!

That is to say, if he chooses to escape, no one on the Supreme List can be 100% sure to keep him.

And now, Su Qianjue can actually stab the sleeve. If he could be faster, wouldn’t it be...!

Shaking his head, Su Qianjue showed no slight pride.

"No, I didn't actually stab you."

"Huh?" Li Hanyuan thought of something and looked at the sword in Su Qianjue's hand with a tight look.

"I have to admit that you are really fast, so fast that I can't catch it with my eyes, I can only perceive it by my thoughts."

Su Qianjue's eyes showed admiration. Without using any tricks, he really tried his best and did not touch the other party even if he had just one move.

"Your sword..." Li Hanyuan stared at Taxue.

Both he and Su Qianjue have the pride of a strong man, so Su Qianjue said no, that is not.

In this way... it is the ice blue sword!

It was the sharp aura emitted by the sword itself that cut open his sleeves.

The whole body was blue and the snowflakes on the sword were extremely lively. Li Hanyuan felt a familiar feeling for a moment. It seemed that he had seen or heard of this sword before, but he could not remember it.

Su Qianjue nodded and agreed to Li Hanyuan's guess.

"Can you... tell me the name of the sword in your hand?" Li Hanyuan felt more and more familiar with him as he looked at it, and there was a scattered guess in his heart.

"Ancient sword, step on the snow." Su Qianjue said lightly.

Li Hanyuan, who was beside him, took a breath of air conditioning and his eyes widened.

Situ Qingyan was shocked when she heard this, and her beautiful eyes suddenly looked at Su Qianjue.

Su Qianjue was confused. These two people had a big reaction.

"Step on the snow...step on the snow..." Li Hanyuan slowly patted the folding fan, muttering in his mouth.

After five hundred years, this ancient sword has reappeared in the world. If he hadn't carefully checked the weapon spectrum because he had the eighth-ranked Zi Bingmei, the details of each peerless divine weapon would not have had any guesses about the sword in the other party's hand at all.

Seeing Li Hanyuan keep shouting something like a madman, Su Qianjue had a bad premonition in his heart.

"My sword...is there anything wrong with it?" Su Qianjue asked carefully.

"It's a big problem, brother." Li Hanyuan replied, looking at Su Qianjue up and down with his eyes, as if he was about to penetrate him.

"I don't feel that there is no ordinary person." Li Hanyuan touched his chin and looked at Su Qianjue and kept shaking his head.

"If you look at it further, I will draw my sword." Su Qianjue felt a little angry when he was suddenly seen, and he said coldly.

"Don't you know?" Li Hanyuan, who received the warning, took back his expression and said seriously.

"What should I know?" Su Qianjue looked questioning.

At this time, Situ Qingyan, who was standing beside him, also walked up, pointed at Su Qianjue's hand and stepped on the snow, and hesitated: "You... your sword."

"What's wrong with my sword?" A hint of impatient flashed across Su Qianjue's face. Can these two people be more comfortable? It made him very annoyed.

Situ Qingyan didn't know what to say, so she reached out and poked Li Hanyuan.

The latter suddenly came back to his senses, coughed lightly, picked up the purple ice plum in his hand and said to Su Qianjue: "There is this weapon chart in the world. My fan is ranked eighth. Do you understand?"

"Understand." Su Qianjue raised his eyebrows. Is this guy trying to show off his wealth?

"And what about your snow-taking hand, how about you? I understand?" Li Hanyuan said quietly.

"Understand." Su Qianjue responded subconsciously.

"No, wait. What did you say just now?"
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