Chapter 1835

However, Xiao Yifeng doesn't care what the ranking is. He doesn't want to be the first in the list of hidden dragons. It's too ostentatious. As for the Dragon list, he is interested.

Not only because of the generous rewards, but also because he didn't want to disgrace his father, who was number one in the Dragon list.

Naturally, he can't give his father a face. He's going to decide the number one dragon list.

Tiger father has no dog son, his father is a bull, he wants to be more powerful!

Xiao Yifeng stepped down from the Qianlong platform and came to Wu Hao. He looked at each other contemptuously: "now do you think you are qualified to compare with me?"

"You..."

Wu Hao stares at Xiao Yifeng with wide eyes. His face looks very ugly, and some of them are red.

"Apprentice, mount the Dragon diving platform!"

Xiao Yifeng said suddenly.

"Yes, master!" Yuntianxiao nodded and directly boarded the Qianlong platform. With one fist, he attacked the Qianlong platform fiercely.

Soon, yuntianxiao's combat power value showed up, 49, only one point to break through 50, reached the level of spirit and soul, and its ranking also reached the 30th place in the list of Nanhuang Qianlong.

"This..."

Looking at Xiao Yifeng's Apprentice's ranking is so much higher than his own, Wu Hao's face is incredible, his face is very unstable.

"You are not as good as my apprentice. Are you qualified to compare with me?"

Xiao Yifeng patted Wu Hao's face with a playful look on his face.

Pooh!

On the spot, Wu Hao was so angry that a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his body kept shaking.

"Waste!"

Xiao Yifeng gave Wu Hao a cold look.

Later, both yuan Zhimo and Luo Qianyu boarded the Qianlong platform one after another. The former's strength has already stepped into the double level of the spirit and soul state. The combat power value of the former is 63, ranking directly into the top 10 of the list of Qianlong in the southern wilderness, while luoqianyu's combat power is 48, ranking 35th.

"Xiao Yifeng!"

At the moment, in the southern wilderness, many people look at the three words Xiao Yifeng on the Qianlong list, and their eyes are shining with light.

In particular, Feng Zhenyu, the leader of the Fengyun state, saw that Xiao Yifeng and yuntianxiao were on the list of hidden dragons, and their fighting power was so strong that his face was extremely ugly.

At the same time, the ancient world, Dongzhou.

One of the eight ancient clans, Xuanyuan.

In a huge space, two golden lights interweave with each other, and a series of roars can never be heard. The terrible sword Qi is released, cutting the air flow around.

Two terrible dignities pervaded. It was obvious that two powerful men were at war, and these two sides were the most powerful of the younger generation in Xuanyuan clan.

One is xuanyuanchen, the young patriarch of the ancient Xuanyuan clan. The other is xuanyuanhong, who was brought by Xuanyuan sword from the primitive world. Later, Xiao Yifeng defeated him and came to the ancient world and stepped into the Xuanyuan clan.

With the full cultivation of the Xuanyuan clan and the continuous integration with the power of Xuanyuan sword, this terrible combat effectiveness has been directly achieved. It can even compete with xuanyuanchen, the young patriarch of Xuanyuan family.

In the distance, Xuanyuan Qing, the leader of Xuanyuan clan, stood here in a yellow robe, with his eyes fixed on the battle, while several elders of the Xuanyuan clan were standing on the side, all of whom were closely watching the battle.

Among them, there was an old man with white hair and eyebrows, wearing a white robe and without any breath. He was an ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan, and he trained xuanyuanhong emphatically.

"Ancestor, who do you think will win in the end?"

Xuanyuan Qing looked at the old ancestor and asked.

"No matter who wins, this battle is inevitable. Xuanyuan sword must be combined into one to play its real strength and revive the glory of the Xuanyuan clan."

"The two of them control half of the Xuanyuan sword. Only the first battle can choose the real owner of the Xuanyuan sword. However, I know that you don't want chen'er to lose. After all, he is your son, but in my opinion, the master of Xuanyuan sword is more suitable for xuanyuanhong!"

The ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan said that Xuanyuan Qing's face was constantly changing and his eyes were watching the fierce battle between xuanyuanchen and xuanyuanhong.

Boom!

A fierce roar sounded, and a dazzling golden light flashed out.

Immediately the two bodies separated, xuanyuanhong's body fell back again and again, suddenly half knelt on the ground, the Xuanyuan sword in his hand was stuck on the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, his face was pale, and he looked very seriously injured.

Another person, xuanyuanchen, stepped back a few steps, his face turned pale, but he didn't seem to be seriously injured. Holding the other half of Xuanyuan sword, his whole body exuded a terrible momentum.

His strength has already stepped into nirvana, reaching the point of Nirvana, as for xuanyuanhong, he has stepped into the nine levels of spirit state.

"Shenhunjing Jiuchong can compete with me for such a long time with Xuanyuan sword. You have some skills!"

Xuan Yuan Chen looks at Xuan Yuan Hong coldly spit out a way, twinkle in the eye cold awn."But waste is waste after all. I'm the young patriarch of Xuanyuan one of the eight ancient clans. You're just a waste who escaped from the primitive world. You don't deserve to control Xuanyuan sword. The real master of Xuanyuan sword is me!"

Xuanyuan Chen snapped, and then a sharp killing opportunity flashed through his eyes.

"So you can die!"

Finish this sentence, xuanyuanchen is full of killing intention, holding Xuanyuan sword, gather all one's strength, one sword to xuanyuanhong mercilessly cleaves out.

See here, Xuan Yuan Qing eyes flash a touch of joy, the corner of the mouth emerged a smile.

"No, I can't die. I haven't got revenge. I haven't killed Xiao Yifeng myself. I can't die!"

Xuanyuanhong's eyes are filled with unforgettable hatred, and his whole body exudes a kind of unwilling momentum. His hatred is towering in his eyes.

"I can't die!"

Xuanyuanhong roared up to the sky. The Xuanyuan sword in his hand was shaking violently. The body of the sword released a dazzling golden light. A terrible force of Xuanyuan sword poured into xuanyuanhong's body.

"Go to hell!"

Xuanyuanchen roared and stabbed xuanyuanhong. Xuanyuanchen would not let go of this guy who was likely to threaten his status and get the other half of Xuanyuan sword. He wanted to kill him completely.

Pooh!

Xuanyuanchen holds Xuanyuan sword and stabs Xuanyuan into xuanyuanhong's body with terrible sword Qi, and xuanyuanhong spits out blood immediately.

And Xuan Yuan Chen is a face of joy, that Xuanyuan Qing also appeared on the face of an imperceptible smile.

"Waste, you are still dead in my hands after all!"

Xuan Yuan Chen disdains to gaze at Xuan Yuan Hong.

At this time, xuanyuanhong stares at xuanyuanchen with a cruel smile on his mouth. He grabs the Xuanyuan sword stabbed on his body. His other hand waves the other half of Xuanyuan sword and splits it fiercely towards xuanyuanchen.

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