Positive must be evil

"Did he tell you something? Or did he force you." Chu Xuanhen said coldly.

"No, he just asked me if I would like to go to Youliang with him after the four school exchanges." Feng Yue shook her head and said in a low voice.

"You want to go." Chu Xuanchen said.

"If I win, I'll go." Feng Yue laughed with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Chu Xuanhen frowned and looked at Feng Yue's smiling face, which was uglier than crying, and said, "Remember that the entire Lingxuan Sword Sect is behind you."After speaking, he turned his head and continued to watch the competition of the people on the stage, but the coldness in his eyes did not decrease.

"Ah Yue, if that Ranqing dares to bully your fourth senior brother, he will beat him to death for you." Lu Yifeng said seriously.

Feng Yue pulled the corner of her mouth and nodded.

"Ah Yue, you need to adjust your state first." Ye Tianjing said and put his hands on Feng Yue's shoulders, and the Yuanli was transported into Feng Yue's body bit by bit.

"No, third senior brother, you still have a competition later." Feng Yue stopped the Yuanli sent by Ye Tianjing.

"Hurry up and adjust your status, do you want my energy to go to waste?" Ye Tianjing narrowed his eyes and said.

Seeing this, Feng Yue didn't want to talk too much, so she closed her eyes and circulated her energy to adjust her state.

Chu Xuanhen watched the match between Mu He and Li Yang on the stage. There seemed to be some problems with the connection of Mu He's moves. It seemed that the outcome of this match had been decided.

"Master Xiao, it seems that this first victory must belong to my mad knife hall." The burly middle-aged man directly above the stand faced the elegant middle-aged man in a moon-white robe beside him. laughed.

"The disciples under Sect Master Ouyang are naturally all elites." Xiao Yichi laughed.

"Master Xiao's two sons are much more competitive than that brat in my family." Ouyang Fu laughed.

"What did Sect Master Ouyang say? Your son's talent is obvious to all." Xiao Yichi laughed.

"Hahaha, you two are really going to compete that year." A middle-aged man in a sky blue robe interrupted with a smile.

"Brother Leng, you shouldn't have exposed the two of them just now. I also want to see if this year's lines can be replaced with fresh ones." Mo Hongtao said.

"Hahaha, Brother Mo is right." Leng Shutong said with a smile.

"Brother Mo, this is your fault." Ouyang Fu said.

The match between Mu He and Li Yang on the stage is over, "Li Yang wins this time in the Palace of Mad Swords, and in the next match, Liuyun Tiange will face Lingxuan Sword Sect."

"I didn't expect that the first scene in Liuyun Tiange would be Ran Qing." Li Luo frowned and said as he looked at Ran Qing who was slowly walking onto the stage.

"Second senior brother, I'll go this time, he dared to hurt Ah Yue." Lu Yifeng got up and said with a serious face.

Before Li Luo could speak, Chu Xuanchen got up and walked towards the competition stage.

"Brother, you." Lu Yifeng was a little stunned.

"It seems that Brother Ran has really provoked Senior Brother this time." Liu Zimo whispered.

Ye Tianjing was still sending Yuanli to Feng Yue, seeing Chu Xuanhen's constant release of chills, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to Ranqing, "Second senior brother, do you think Ranqing can hold up a few tricks in the hands of senior brother?" Ye Tianjing sideways He looked towards Li Luodao.

"It's hard to say, I haven't seen the flames of burning ice in the realm of sword soul, senior brother." Li Luo twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

Ye Tianjing wanted to say something more, but suddenly Feng Yue opened his eyes and said anxiously: "Second Senior Brother, stop Senior Senior Brother quickly! How could Ran Qing be Senior Senior Senior's opponent?"

"Are you worried about him?" Ye Tianjing said.

"Yes." Feng Yue lowered her head and said.

"Don't worry! Senior brother has his own measure." Li Luo said.

"Brother Chu, you." Seeing that it was Chu Xuanhen who was on stage, Ran Qing couldn't help but feel a little confused about the situation.

"What you want is to hurt him." Chu Xuanhen said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"You know." Ran Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Since you dare to do it, you should be prepared to suffer the consequences." Chu Xuanhen's voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

Ran Qing looked at Feng Yue in the crowd without blinking. Despite the distance, Ran Qing knew that his baby was also looking at him, and he even saw the anxiety in his eyes.

Turning his head, looking at Chu Xuanhen, he said seriously: "I've been ready since the first time I saw him, let's do it! But leave me alone, I don't want him to be sad."

Chu Xuanhen didn't say anything more, and the Xueshang sword was already in his hand when he raised his hand. The sudden burst of sword intent shocked even the few people sitting directly above.

"How is this possible?" Ouyang Fu stared at Chu Xuanchen in astonishment and said.

"Here, the 20-year-old Sword Soul, I'm afraid the entire Xuanyin Continent will not be able to find a second one." Leng Shutong tightly grasped the handle of the seat with both hands, forcing himself to calm down.

"I didn't expect Brother Mo to hide such a trick." Xiao Yichi laughed.

"What did Brother Xiao say, it's just that these children got some opportunities a while ago." Mo Hongtao said.

"Okay, big brother is serious." Lu Yifeng said urgently.

"What to do, second senior brother, think of a way quickly, Ranqing will die if this goes on." Feng Yue looked at Li Luo anxiously and said.

"Ah Yue, calm down, senior brother won't really kill Ran Qing." Ye Tianjing pressed Feng Yue's body hard and said.

"Thousands of miles of snow." Chu Xuanhen's voice was cold and terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, a more icy chill filled the entire Martial Arts Field. The sun was still glaring, but snowflakes fell from the sky one after another. It was extremely dreamy, but it carried a terrifying murderous intent. Every piece of snowflakes that seemed fragile But it was spinning at a high speed. As more and more snowflakes fell, they heard a burst of teeth-stinging rubbing sounds. The tip of Chu Xuanhen's sword pointed at Ranqing, and the snowflakes followed the direction of the sword tip and rotated at a high speed. Flying towards Ran Qing's direction, accompanied by the sound of piercing the air, he rushed towards Ran Qing's body at top speed.

"Eldest brother, don't." Feng Yue's heart trembled uncontrollably watching this scene, his body had already rushed to where Ran Qing was before his consciousness.