Chapter 1835

However, it doesn't matter what the ranking is. Xiao Yifeng doesn't want to be the number one in the Qianlong list. This is too ostentatious. As for the number one in 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 the number one in the Dragon list.

Naturally, he can't give his father a slap in the face. He's going to be number one in the Dragon list.

Tiger father has no dog son, his father's cow force, he wants more cow force!

Xiao Yifeng stepped down from the Dragon 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 big eyes, his face looks very ugly, and a little red.

"Apprentice, mount the Dragon diving platform!"

Xiao Yifeng said suddenly.

"Yes, master!" Yuntianxiao nodded, directly boarded the Qianlong platform, and attacked the Qianlong platform with one punch.

Soon, yuntianxiao's combat power value showed up, 49, only one point short of breaking through 50, reaching the level of spiritual realm, and its ranking also reached 30 in the list of Nanhuang Qianlong.

"This..."

Looking at the ranking of Xiao Yifeng's apprentice is so much higher than himself, Wu Hao's face is incredible, and 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.

Poof!

On the spot, Wu Hao was angry with a mouthful of blood, and his body was constantly shaking.

"Waste!"

Xiao Yifeng glanced at Wu Hao coldly.

After that, Yuan Zhimo and Luo Qianyu both boarded the Dragon diving platform one after another. The former's strength has already entered the spiritual realm, and its combat power value is 63, ranking directly in the top 10 of Nanhuang dragon diving list, while Luo Qianyu's combat power value is 48, ranking 35.

"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.

In particular, Feng Zhenyu, the leader of Fengyun Kingdom, looked at Xiao Yifeng and yuntianxiao, both of whom were on the list of Qianlong, and their fighting power was so strong that they looked very ugly.

At the same time, the ancient world, Dongzhou.

One of the eight ancient families is Xuanyuan.

In a huge space, two groups of golden rays interweave together, a series of roars are heard, and a terrible sword Qi is released, cutting the void air around.

Two terrible dignities spread out. It is obvious that these two strong men are at war, and the two sides in the war are the most powerful of the young generation in the Xuanyuan clan.

One is xuanyuanchen, the head of the ancient Xuanyuan clan, and the other is xuanyuanhong, the young master of the original earth Xuanyuan clan, who was brought by Xuanyuan sword from the primitive world. Later, he was defeated by Xiao Yifeng and came to the ancient world to enter the Xuanyuan clan.

With the full cultivation of Xuanyuan clan and the constant integration with the power of Xuanyuan sword, it directly achieves the terrible combat effectiveness now, and even can compete with Xuanyuan Chen, the head of Xuanyuan clan.

In the distance, Xuanyuan Qing, the head of Xuanyuan clan, stood here in a yellow robe, looking at the battle with solemn eyes. On one side stood several elders of Xuanyuan clan, all of whom were watching the battle closely.

One of them is an old man with white hair and eyebrows. Wearing a white robe, he has no breath. He is an old ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan, and he is also the xuanyuanhong he focuses on cultivating.

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

Xuanyuan Qing's eyes looked at the old ancestor and asked.

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

"The two of them control half of Xuanyuan sword. Only in the first world war can they choose the real master of Xuanyuan sword. But I know 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 Xuanyuan Hong!"

The ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan said that Xuanyuan Qing's face was changing, and his eyes were watching the fierce battle between Xuanyuan Chen and Xuanyuan Hong.

Boom!

A fierce roar, a dazzling golden light shining out.

Immediately, the two separated. Xuanyuan Hong retreated and half knelt down on the ground. His Xuanyuan sword was stuck on the ground, and his face turned pale. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

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

His strength has already stepped into nirvana, reaching the level of Nirvana, while xuanyuanhong has stepped into the level of spirit.

"Jiuchong of spirit realm can compete with me for so long with Xuanyuan sword. You have some skills!"

Xuanyuanchen looked at xuanyuanhong coldly spit way, eyes flashing cold awn."But waste is waste after all. I'm the head of Xuanyuan clan among the eight ancient tribes. You're just a waste from the primitive world. You're not qualified to control Xuanyuan sword. I'm the real master of Xuanyuan sword!"

Xuanyuanchen shrieked, and then flashed a sharp kill in his eyes.

"So you can die!"

Finish saying this words, Xuan Yuan Chen is full of kill intention, hold Xuan Yuan sword, gather all one's strength, a sword to Xuan Yuan Hong fiercely split out.

See here, Xuan Yuan Qing eyes flashed 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 full of deep-rooted hatred, and his whole body exudes a kind of unwilling momentum.

"I can't die!"

Xuanyuanhong roared up to the sky. His Xuanyuan sword 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 roars and stabs xuanyuanhong with a sword. Xuanyuanchen will not let go of the guy who is likely to threaten his position and get the other half of Xuanyuanjian. He wants to kill him completely.

Poof!

Xuanyuanchen holding Xuanyuan sword, carrying a terrible sword into xuanyuanhong's body, immediately xuanyuanhong a mouthful of blood.

And Xuan Yuan Chen is the happy color of a face, that Xuan Yuan Qing also appears on the face to put on a smile that is not easy to detect.

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

Xuanyuanchen looks at xuanyuanhong with disdain.

At this time, xuanyuanhong stares at xuanyuanchen with a cruel smile on his mouth. He grabs the Xuanyuan sword stabbed at him, and his other hand swings the other half of the Xuanyuan sword and cuts it hard at xuanyuanchen.