Xuanyuan Qiudao's face changed, and then looked at Xuanyuan Yi.

"Old ancestor, save Tianlang first!" Xuanyuan asked.

Although Xuanyuan Tianlang is not a descendant of Xuanyuan Qiudao, it is too difficult for the Xuanyuan clan to cultivate another "Xuanyuan Tianlang". Therefore, for the sake of the Xuanyuan clan's future, he must save Xuanyuan Tianlang.

Xuanyuan Yi ignored Xuanyuan Qiudao's question and still stared at Chen Bailang.

"Put down the Xuanyuan Sword and then commit suicide in front of me. I can let your son live!" Xuanyuan Yi said coldly.

Chen Bailang's strength is enough to suppress Xuanyuan Chan when it is not suitable for the Xuanyuan Sword. If he is allowed to grow up, the Xuanyuan clan will never have peace!

Therefore, before ascending, Xuanyuan Yi must kill Chen Bailang to prevent future troubles.

"Swish!"

The Xuanyuan Sword, which exudes an ancient and vast aura, suddenly flashed. Chen Bailang took a few steps forward, held it in the palm of his hand, and pointed it straight at Xuanyuanyi.

"I don't die. If you want Xuanyuan Sword, you can take it yourself!" Chen Bailang said proudly.

The aura on Xuanyuan Yi instantly erupted, like a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years. Suddenly, magma erupted, and even the air around him became extremely hot.

"Old ancestor, save Tianlang first!"

Xuanyuan Tianlang's grandfather Xuanyuan He shouted.

"Today's Xuanyuan Sword must be kept, and no one can stop it!"

After saying that, violent immortal power burst out from Xuanyuan Yi's body, and purple light shrouded the surroundings, like a purple moon, dazzling and dazzling.

"Chen Bailang, die!"

Xuanyuan Yi slapped out of nowhere and shook out a terrifying wave like a vast ocean.

This palm was so powerful that it was like a mountain falling, crushing the surrounding space.

Chen Bailang held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and was crossed over his head.

"clang!"

The terrifying palm slapped the Xuanyuan Sword, making a shocking clanging sound.

Although the Xuanyuan Sword blocked this palm, the violent force still shook Chen Bailang back. He pulled out two long gullies on the ground with his feet, and did not stop until hundreds of meters later.

"Buzz!"

The Xuanyuan Sword kept making harsh trembling sounds. Chen Bailang waved his fist arms and clenched them hard, which stabilized the shaking Xuanyuan Sword.

"Is the power of the Immortal Realm so weak?" Chen Bailang said with a disdainful smile on his face.

Xuanyuan Yi's expression turned slightly cold. The palm just now contained his immortal power. Even a master like Xuanyuan Chan would never be able to take it if he tried his best.

He never thought that this palm would slap Chen Bailang to death, but what he didn't expect was that Chen Bailang not only took it, but also remained unscathed.

"Your strength has become stronger again!" Xuanyuan Yi said coldly.

It has only been a few days since we fought with Chen Bailang in the South Buddha World.

But now Chen Bailang, Xuanyuan Yi can't see through his strength level at all.

"Is that right? If you are afraid, you can commit suicide and apologize, so as not to waste everyone's time." Chen Bailang shrugged.

"Just because you are not qualified yet, I will let you see what the real power of immortals is!"

After saying that, Xuanyuan Yi's millstone-like big hand was filled with destructive power, which made the space roar and its momentum was amazing.

For a moment, the surrounding space was covered with a purple cloud, covering the sky and the sun, just like the end of the world.

"Da Luo Tian Palm!"

This palm was rumored to be created by a powerful immortal realm master of the Xuanyuan clan. Before he ascended, he left behind the practice of this palm technique.

Xuanyuan Yi has been immersed in this palm for thousands of years, and now he has entered the Immortal Realm, which is enough to exert the strongest power of this palm.

He didn't believe that Chen Bailang could still take it.

Sensing the horror of this palm, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but look at Chen Bailang with concern.

However, when Chen Bailang's expression was as calm as ever, Chen Qingyang realized that his worries might be a little redundant.

Chen Bailang, who was holding the Xuanyuan Sword, breathed a sigh of relief, and then gently stroked the Xuanyuan Sword.

At this moment, the rules between heaven and earth seemed to change with the stroke of the Xuanyuan Sword!

"cut!"

Without the gorgeous sword moves, Chen Bailang held up the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed directly down.

The sword energy is like a dragon and as thick as a mountain, as if it can penetrate the world, filled with a terrifying and terrifying murder, which makes everyone in the Xuanyuan clan tremble and frighten.

"Get back!"

Xuanyuan Qiudao roared and reminded the onlookers to retreat quickly to avoid harming the fish in the pond.

The powerful sword intent tear the world apart with a destructive force, and any blocking in front of it will be destroyed.

"Boom!"

Like the true dragon's sword light slashed on the Daluotian palm of Xuanyuanyi, the whole small world was trembling violently.

"ah……"

Xuanyuan Yi in the void roared, and his whole body was filled with force in his hands, constantly smashing the real dragon sword light.

In the end, Xuanyuan Yi's immortal power was even better and he broke the true dragon sword intent.

However, looking at Xuanyuan Yi's slightly embarrassed look, it was obviously not easy for him to block Chen Bailang's sword.

"Your sword is just like this!" Xuanyuan Yi said with a sneer.

Chen Bailang's sword was blocked by Xuanyuan Yi, and he seemed not surprised at all. After all, the other party was a real immortal realm powerhouse, and he also mastered such a powerful palm technique.

However, in the face of Xuanyuan Yi's ridicule, Chen Bailang shrugged indifferently and said, "I'm just an ordinary sword, and the battle really began."

Although Xuanyuan Yi's expression did not change much, his heart couldn't help but sink.

If the sword just now was just Chen Bailang slashed out one at will, then he would probably have to pay a considerable price to beat Chen Bailang in this battle.

"Hmph, I won't give you a chance to turn over. This time, you will definitely die!"

After saying that, Xuanyuan Yi's body surged, and a peerless divine sword emerged from his dantian position.

This is the natal magic sword refined by Xuanyuan Yi. Since he practiced the sword, he has put this sword into his dantian. He is nourishing it with the power of the dantian every moment, and has long been connected with Xuanyuan Yi's life.

The sword is there, and the sword is gone!

Therefore, until the critical moment of life and death, Xuanyuan Yi would not use his natal magic sword.

The sword body of this natal divine sword is dark red, and it looks shiny on the outside, but it has a terrifying killing aura.

Before the sword moved, the space around it began to twist!

"Chen Bailang, die!"

Xuanyuan Yi grabbed the deity sword, and a dark red sword light lit up, dazzling and murderous intent soared into the sky, as if he was about to smash the world!

Feeling a breath of death, Chen Bailang's body was full of golden light, his bones were crackling, and his rolling bones were shaking.

As if sensing the master's fighting spirit, the Xuanyuan Sword also made waves of sword sounds like an ancient dragon roaring.
Chapter completed!