Yifeng looked at the great monk in the middle and showed a bright smile, "Okay, very good, this seat has been taught." He paused and continued: "Do you know? I hate you guys the most, and it's just a matter of hypocrisy, that's your own original character, I can't care about it, and I don't bother to care, but this is related to the people of the world, and the task in the hands of this seat, that is, I am putting it right with this seat." Originally, the old horseman was still a short account of this seat, and now this seat is not his opponent, and he will talk about it later. But against you scumbags, it's going to be a piece of cake!"

Yang Yifeng stretched out his hand, and a golden sword stood sideways in the air, flashing with dazzling golden light, and the long sword was sharp and rose in the wind. "Do you know what kind of sword it is? It is the Xuanyuan sword given by the Human Emperor Xuanyuan himself, specializing in slashing human scum like you!" Yang Yifeng said so, in fact, he wanted to use it to draw out the Huaxia Shending.

The larger the Xuanyuan Sword becomes, the larger the scope of its exploration, and at the same time, it can also resonate with Huaxia Jiuding. Yang Yifeng has never used it, firstly, it is unnecessary, and secondly, good things are habitually hidden.

But in this situation, instead of looking for it yourself, it is better to let the thing fly out automatically, which is a great evidence!

A group of great monks looked at this giant sword in amazement, and they couldn't believe that this sword was Xuanyuan Sword. The legendary Terran Holy Sword.

"Oh, by the way, its most important function is to find the Ding, and for this constellation, maybe above the stars. I'm afraid that no one has yet been able to make this sword against the enemy. Yang Yifeng said with a smile.

Suddenly, the faces of several big monks on the opposite side changed instantly, and they shouted miserably: "Above, kill them!" Several figures suddenly rushed out from all directions.

"I can't help myself!" Yang Yifeng snorted coldly, and a powerful coercion emanated from his body, which was the anger of an authentic god. From the terrifying coercion of the god-level masters, all the people within a radius of ten meters were forced to kneel to the ground in submission, trembling in their bodies, "In front of absolute strength." Any conspiracy is just a blank slate. ”

The golden light is shining, spreading throughout the Potala Palace, and the Potala Palace is deep underground. In a spring cave, a four-legged god stands in the cave. It is surrounded by several Buddha treasures that exude sparkling Buddha light, and is surrounded by countless iron chains, which are cast by thousands of years of cold iron and Buddhist holy water. Extremely rugged.

But now this Ding seemed to sense the existence of the golden light of the Xuanyuan Sword, and was trembling violently, wanting to get out of the predicament. But it was blocked by countless cold iron chains.

"Huh?" Yang Yifeng clearly felt this sense of stagnation from Xuanyuan Sword, it was a little strange, it seemed that these bald donkeys locked things really well.

After only a while, countless monks rushed up with magic weapons in their hands, and the leader of the group was full of Buddha light and the golden light emitted by the Xuanyuan Sword, suppressing the light of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Yang Yifeng snorted coldly and pursed his lips disdainfully, "It's really naïve." How can you compete with the Xuanyuan Sword? The Terran Holy Weapon, the Holy Emperor Divine Weapon, is so arrogant, even this seat does not dare to arrogantly think that it can suppress the divine power of the Xuanyuan Sword. It's just you and you?"

The Buddha's light can combine the power of everyone, and the power of thousands of people has suppressed the sword light of the Xuanyuan Sword.

But that's just the beginning. Xuanyuan Sword, which had been silent for a long time, was finally angry, how could a thousand people stop it, Xuanyuan Sword was the sword of the emperor, how could it be willing to be suppressed?

I saw that the Xuanyuan Sword roared lightly, trembling a little, and ten thousand sword lights surged out violently, only to destroy the suppression of the Buddha light in an instant. Knocked those thousands of monks to the point of vomiting blood and flying upside down.

Immediately after the apse rushed out of the underground of a golden light straight to the Xuanyuan Sword, after the light dissipated, I saw a bronze four-legged tripod suspended in front of the Xuanyuan Sword, which was the goal of Yang Yifeng's trip, one of the nine tripods in China, and the last Huaxia Shending that Yang Yifeng was looking for, the commission of the emperor of the people can be said to have been completed for more than half of the time, and the Jiuding was found, only the Jiuzhou enchantment was rearranged, and the dragon veins of Jiuzhou could be reunited, and the pain suffered by Huaxia for hundreds of years would end here, and my Chinese people would definitely rise again and never fade！

Yang Yifeng stood up, pointed at Shen Ding and said, "This is your answer? What are you talking about, isn't this Ding here with you? So what is this? You are really a bunch of bald donkeys with a mouth full of shit! Sure enough, the apprentices taught by that old puppet are also a group of beasts that are not as good as pigs and dogs!"

"Hey~~" Meng Yanran sighed loudly, it was just a guess before, and now the facts are in front of him, also

I believe that a group of monks who talk about compassion every day will have such a face

Yang Yifeng reacted normally, this was expected, there was only infinite killing in his heart, and it was a disaster for these people to stay. It is the right thing to kill it cleanly, and it was a happy thing to put away the ninth tripod with a wave of his hand, but now it has been messed up by this group of old bald donkeys, and his mood is extremely bad.

"Now is your death date~!" Yang Yifeng light: The Xuanyuan Sword automatically shrank to an ordinary size and held it in Yang Yifeng's hand.

The Xuanyuan Sword flashed with golden light, and seemed to be very excited, and a powerful force flowed into Yang Yifeng's body from the sword body, Yang Yifeng didn't use much force, and the powerful power went straight through his body. This is not the sword element power that Yang Yifeng himself has cultivated, nor is it the true element of any other nature. However, it could easily increase Yang Yifeng's strength, and there was no backlash or resistance at all. This made Yang Yifeng very strange, it stands to reason that if the alien true element invades his body, he will either be squeezed out or devoured and refined. However, the power on the Xuanyuan Sword can increase his own strength without the slightest backlash. The most important thing is that there is a sense of déjà vu to this power.

Yes, familiarity, that is, familiarity, what kind of power is this? Yang Yifeng fell into deep thought, but forgot about a group of bald donkeys. But to be honest, Yang Yifeng didn't take these monks seriously at all, and the power of the Xuanyuan Sword aroused Yang Yifeng's interest.

Yang Yifeng was in a daze, but thousands of monks were not in a daze, and rushed up one by one with weapons in hand, wanting to kill Yang Yifeng here.

Yang Yifeng woke up and snorted coldly: "It's up to you?" was interrupted from thinking, and Yang Yifeng's mood was even worse.

He didn't even have any interest in playing with them, and he killed them with a single sword in the simplest and most direct way! Under the sword, thousands of people's arms were cut off. "Scum doesn't deserve hands.

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"Ah~~~" Thousands of people screamed, but some of them were quite hard, and their mouths were tightly closed.

Yang Yifeng's long sword was sharpened, and the legs of a group of people were cut off with a brush. "Well, cool! My favorite thing is to deal with scum. There are 360 kinds of tricks in this seat, you can play with you slowly, anyway, you are cultivators, you can't die after a few plays, it's really convenient, even professional doctors can save it. ”

"You...... You kind of kill us!" the abbot monk gritted his teeth and said, in fact, cultivators, as long as the primordial spirit is condensed, as long as they do not die, their vitality is very tenacious.

"Hmph, you won't die that simple. Yang Yifeng turned off the memory crystal, took out five array flags, forcibly pulled out the primordial spirits of these guys, and then poured them into the array flags, refining them into pure energy with the sun purple pole gold fire to strengthen the power of the array flags.

"Brother Feng~~!" Meng Yanran walked over, hugged Yang Yifeng's arm, and shouted with concern.

"Hehe~~ Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just a little unrelievable, I really don't know how many people in the world should be killed, hey~~~, it's a pity, after all, I met only a few, but I have one to kill one, two to kill two!" Yang Yifeng snorted coldly, with the urge to kill all the people in the world who should be killed.

Meng Yanran didn't speak, just stayed quietly by Yang Yifeng's side, silently comforting Yang Yifeng's murderous mood.

"Forget it, let's go. Yang Yifeng recovered his mood, carefully probed, and after making sure that there was no fish through the net, he left with his dreams. However, it is still kind not to destroy the entire Potala Palace.

"Well, let's go back. Meng Yanran followed Yang Yifeng and left softly.

Leaving the Potala Palace easily, Yang Yifeng gathered all the Huaxia Jiuding, completed the commission of the Emperor of People, and returned to the heavenly realm when it was close at hand.

returned to the villa by the sea, Yang Yifeng's mood was also good and bad, but what made Yang Yifeng think more was the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, the familiar and indescribable power, which really made Yang Yifeng unable to figure it out.

Meng Yanran went to the kitchen very obediently to prepare food and drink, and when Yang Yifeng had something on his mind, he always had good wine and good food. After eating and drinking, Yang Yifeng's mood naturally improved, and Meng Yanran was caring and considerate to Yang Yifeng.