Immortal Huiyue frowned and finally saw the other person's appearance clearly.

"It's you."

"I wanted to go find you, but I didn't expect that you would actually come over to die, so I can save you a trip."

He was resting in the fairy palace for two months, thanks to this person.

Qin Yan sneered repeatedly and said lightly: "Haha, I'm here. I'm going to resolve the grudges."

The other party is a powerful immortal, so he naturally won’t take this breath.

In any case, there will be a battle between both sides.

The Mad Blood Immortal Lord and the Zimu Immortal Lord narrowed their eyes and looked at Qin Yan. He said sarcastically: "Haha, boy, you were able to block my punch just now, but don't forget. We are three of us."

"So what?" Qin Yan asked.

As the words fell, Venerable Jianyun walked forward and said to several people: "Several, it's been a long time since we met."

The Immortal Master Huiyue and others were stunned and naturally knew this older generation of strong men.

"Sir Jianyun, why are you here too?" Even the Zimu Immortal Lord, who had been very calm, also showed a look of surprise.

Venerable Jianyun took a step back, stood behind Qin Yan, and said respectfully: "I will practice with the Immortal Qin Yan. Now I am an old slave of him. I would like to advise you to admit defeat."

With Venerable Jianyun, Immortal Master Huiyue became much more honest.

However, the Immortal Huiyue did not compromise and shook his head and said, "It is impossible to admit defeat. Although Master Jianyun, you are powerful, you are one person after all. We have three immortals and one Immortal Huichen, so you may not be afraid of you."

Huichen Immortal?

When mentioning this name, Venerable Jianyun repeated it.

"Sorry, I have already slaughtered the Immortal Huichen."

"It's still you three. If you compromise, I can save your lives. If you insist on fighting, don't blame me for being rude."

Qin Yan reaches the realm of the Immortal Lord and can torture and kill the other party.

When the Immortal Huiyue heard this, a look of rage appeared on her face.

You know. He and Immortal Huichen are brothers, and they didn't expect to die at Qin Yan's hands.

"Huiyue, this guy may be lying, which is probably to disturb our minds." Zimu Immortal Lord was very cautious and continued: "Don't be impulsive first. With Master Jianyun here, we are under a lot of pressure. I will test the other party's strength first and then make a decision."

Immortal Huiyue nodded, knowing that we should not do anything randomly.

He couldn't figure out why Qin Yan, who was still the Golden Immortal of the Daluo a few months ago, suddenly became so powerful.

The Immortal Zimu walked forward and said to Qin Yan: "Boy, it's okay to ask us to beg for mercy, but we always have to use some means to convince us. If you have the ability, don't rely on Venerable Jianyun. If we two make two moves, we will rely on our own skills. How about it?"

Qin Yan smiled, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment of life and death, the other party still had to be careful.

If others knew that this was a provocation, they would not pay any attention to these guys, but Qin Yan was fearless and liked such a desperate struggle.

"Yes, how do you think of the competition?"

Qin Yan took a step forward alone.

The Immortal Zimu narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "I have been practicing for tens of thousands of years and don't want to take advantage of you. Why not do this? Let's compete for recovery ability to see who will win in the end, and whether or not you dare?"

"Recovery ability?" Qin Yanxin sneered in his heart. This guy is really shameless.

Venerable Jianyun said that the strongest method of the Zimu Immortal Lord is that he has a particularly strong recovery ability and is known as an immortal body.

Fearing that Qin Yan would refuse, the Zimu Immortal Lord continued, "If you are afraid, then get out. You don't even dare to compete. What kind of face should you challenge us?"

"Okay." Qin Yan agreed.

It was too late for Venerable Jianyun and others to stop him.

They knew the horror of the Purple Wood Immortal Lord. As long as they had enough fairy spirit energy, they could still recover even if they were seriously injured.

"Haha, then come on."

The Immortal Zimu was proud and showed a look of success in his plan.

In front of everyone, he walked to the center, took out a long sword, and gently stroked his arm, and a wound appeared directly.

One second!

Two seconds!

??

Five seconds!

The wound healed slowly and eventually disappeared.

at the same time!

Huang Yuxiao led his men out and happened to see this scene and showed a look of shock.

"It's your turn." Zimu Immortal Lord threw out his long sword and landed at Qin Yan's feet.

Qin Yan ignored it, but took out the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword and said lightly: "Your long sword cannot be good, will you hurt my body. Let's look at my Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword."

Puff!

Qin Yan held the long sword tightly and pressed against his arm. A deep bone-visible scar appeared.

One second!

Two seconds!

The wound heals. It shines with a luster.

The Immortal Zimu widened her eyes and felt a sense of horror.

He just used a brief plan, thinking that he could make the opponent retreat, but he never thought that Qin Yan's recovery ability was also terrifying, even no less than himself.

"If you can't continue, you can give in."

Qin Yan's face did not change his expression, as if his recovery ability just now was just a trivial matter.

Venerable Jianyun was shocked and his admiration for Qin Yan deepened a lot.

It would be fine if you are proficient in swordsmanship, but even your recovery ability is so strong.

Once this powerful talent becomes a powerful person, he will definitely be the top existence in the fairy world.

"Hmph, you are far inferior to me in terms of recovery ability."

The Immortal Zimu naturally dissatisfied. He took out his long sword and stabbed him hard on his thigh, even piercing his bones.

Qin Yan's mouth twitched. Are you competing with him?

The Purple Wood Immortal Lord pinched his handprints, and a purple aura instantly attacked the whole body. The injured thighs slowly healed. It took only ten seconds to even his bones recovered.

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes and felt a little contempt.

At this level, I'm so embarrassed to compete with myself?

But then again, if I didn’t meet myself, this Zimu Immortal Lord would be proud enough, but such a little recovery ability would be simply not enough.

Qin Yan lifted up the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, waved it gently, and pierced his body.

He slowly pulled it out and the wound had healed.

"Oh My God!"

Huang Yuxiao standing in the distance was completely shocked.

What kind of fucking recovery ability is this?

If the enemy stabbed with a sword, it had just been pulled out and had recovered, just like he was not injured.

Even the Immortal Master Huiyue found it incredible.

The Mad Blood Immortal Lord frowned and whispered: "Immortal Lord Zimu, stop talking nonsense with him. Use your real means to let this guy know what recovery ability is."

Seeing that the Zimu Immortal Lord did not work twice, he decided to take the strongest method.

"Boy, do we dare to cut each other?"
Chapter completed!