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Once there is a problem in the death fighting arena, at that time, Zhang Jianfeng is only afraid of being responsible, not seeking no merit, but seeking no fault, and this is the kind of thought that Zhao Husheng will not come back for the time being, and staying there will become an expedient measure, as for the real idea, it is naturally necessary to wait for the son to come back. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiao Fan had already left the Northeast overnight, the prophet was going to Xuanyuan, he had no reason to stand idly by, put aside Xuanyuan's kindness, Yang Ruoxi was still in Xuanyuan.

The Reincarnation Holy Son and the Night Charm, plus a reincarnation force, have already made the Xuanyuan clan almost face a desperate situation, and now, the prophet is here, and it is definitely not the current Xuanyuan clan that can resist.

In the depths of the mountain, a figure stood above the void, and there were five members of the reincarnation army standing below, Xuanyuan was stupid, looking at the person who appeared, and the alarm was raised for the first time, the last time, the person who came, was dressed like this, although his brain was dull, but it was clear whether he was friend or foe.

The Xuanyuan clan's escort appeared in the field, and the figure of Xuanyuan Liancheng also appeared.

Looking at the figure in the void, Xuanyuan Liancheng's face was solemn, "Your Excellency came to Xuanyuan Clan late at night, I don't know what advice you have?" Xuanyuan Liancheng asked, looking at the figure in the void.

"You're Xuanyuan Liancheng?" The figure in the void looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng below and asked.

"Exactly." Hearing this, Xuanyuan Liancheng nodded slightly.

"I came this time, I didn't intend to be an enemy of the Xuanyuan Clan, I just wanted to borrow the Xuanyuan Clan's one thing and one use." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng and said lightly.

"What?" Xuanyuan Liancheng looked at the figure and frowned slightly.

"Xuanyuan Sword." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng and said slowly.

"I don't know who your Excellency is?" Xuanyuan Liancheng looked at the prophet and asked.

"I forgot my name, but many people call me the Prophet." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng, and his face was still sad and joyless.

"The prophet turned out to be the supreme powerhouse of reincarnation, but if it is something else, it may be negotiable, but the Xuanyuan Sword is a token of the Xuanyuan clan, and it can't be given to Your Excellency no matter what." Xuanyuan Liancheng looked at the prophet and spoke.

Looking at the old man in the void, Xuanyuan Liancheng's face gradually became serious, the god list is supreme, this is definitely the biggest enemy that the Xuanyuan clan has encountered over the years.

"Since I came to take it, there is absolutely no reason to return empty-handed." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng and sneered.

"Since Your Excellency wants to snatch my Xuanyuan Clan's holy relics, then there is nothing to talk about." Xuanyuan Liancheng snorted coldly.

"I had no intention of being an enemy of the Xuanyuan clan, but the Xuanyuan Sword is about reincarnation, and I have to take it today." The prophet looked at Regulus and smiled disdainfully.

"Do you want the copper of the first mountain, that day, you were the one who robbed Ji Changtian?" Hearing this, Xuanyuan Liancheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at the prophet and said.

"According to rumors, the Xuanyuan Sword is the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor with the copper of the first mountain, and now listening to what you say, it is obviously true, today, this Xuanyuan Sword, I am decided." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng, a chuckle, the words fell, the figure was in the void, a few flashes, but it had already appeared in front of Xuanyuan Liancheng, Xuanyuan Liancheng's figure retreated violently, a dragon roared, Xuanyuan Sword came out of the sheath, the sword qi was like a rainbow, piercing the void, the reincarnation prophet carried his hands behind his back, his figure moved, and avoided the blade of Xuanyuan Sword, "Yes, it is really a good sword." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Sword, and did not hide the look of admiration in his eyes.

"It's a pity that such a famous sword is ruined." The prophet said with regret.

"It's too early to say that there is no point in winning or losing." Xuanyuan Liancheng snorted coldly, his eyes revealed a deep and serious color, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, a pair of eyes, staring at Xuanyuan Sword tightly, his palm crossed a mysterious trajectory, Xuanyuan Sword, stopped in front of Xuanyuan Liancheng's palm, Wu Zi Zheng roared, no longer Xuanyuan Liancheng's hand, but hung in the air.

"It is worthy of being the family with the longest inheritance, this god level has not broken the inheritance, at the beginning, the supreme of the Xuanyuan clan was proud to stand at the top of the god list with this technique, and now, in the hands of future generations, I don't know how much heat there is." The prophet was astonished, but he was not afraid.

"Imperial Sword Technique," Xuanyuan Liancheng gently spat out three words from his mouth.

"Okay." Xuanyuan Liancheng muttered in a low voice, the shadow of the Xuanyuan Sword was like lightning, slashing towards the prophet, the right hand carried by the prophet suddenly stretched out, leaving the Xuanyuan Sword with the remnant of the Dao in the void, but at this time, between the two fingers of the prophet, the sword body was exposed, and he trembled.

"Break the Sky." Xuanyuan Liancheng gestured, and spit out two words in his mouth again, and the Xuanyuan Sword that stayed in the hand of the prophet suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum.

"Hmm," the prophet snorted coldly, and under this powerful momentum, he retreated a few steps.

"It's a strong move, but, that's it, I'm afraid the heat is less than thirty percent, and if you want to hurt me, it's too much worse." The prophet looked at Regulus and smiled disdainfully.

"God is here," the prophet gently spat out two words from his mouth, and two afterimages appeared in his figure, attacking Xuanyuan Liancheng, but his figure was already rushing towards the Xuanyuan Sword that stayed in the void and roared loudly.

"Cracked Sky." Xuanyuan Liancheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned slightly pale.

The Xuanyuan Sword was in the void, flipped itself, and a powerful momentum came out of the sword body, and there were violent fluctuations in the void, as if it was a trend of annihilation.

Looking at the Xuanyuan Sword, the prophet's face was solemn, poof, the Xuanyuan Sword slashed from the void to the prophet, slashed from the palm of the prophet, a trace of blood slowly appeared on the palm of the prophet, and the tail finger, after the sword qi slashed, gently fell to the ground.

After the first blow, Xuanyuan Liancheng's face did not have the slightest joy, but his face became more and more severe, because Xuanyuan Liancheng was a little horrified to find that the qi traction between him and Xuanyuan Sword had been cut off.

"The level of the middle stream of the god list can actually hurt me, and you have paid the price of a tail finger, you are proud enough." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng and said slowly.

"Originally, I didn't want to kill you, but now, you have to die." The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng and spoke slowly.

A pair of deep and pale eyes revealed an astonishing killing intent, for the first time in decades, under the supreme being, someone had injured him, which was definitely an unspeakable shame for the prophet.

"Xuanyuan Clan, what about even the oldest family? Today, we must still exterminate the race. The prophet looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng, and slowly spoke, the words fell, and with a move, the Xuanyuan sword inserted in the ground had already flew.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky above the prophet.

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