At this moment, Wu Di looked at Yi Xiaofei, and Ba Rulong's words were undoubtedly a great irony for Yi Xiaofei.

"General Yi, if you are willing to change your surname, you can dispose of it!"

"Lao Tzu, change your mother!!!"

Yi Xiaofei smiled and looked at Ba Rulong, his expression was full of disdain. This made the people present of the Sword Clan look at the ancestor Ba Rulong one by one!

Lao Zu's mother, who is definitely the most beloved person of Lao Zu, doesn't know how long she has been dead. Now Yi Xiaofei's words instantly made Ba Rulong's face extremely ugly.

And after saying this, the red baby sword floating in Yi Xiaofei's dragon pattern ring had already appeared on Yi Xiaofei's right hand.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and under the flashing red light, it was as bright as blood. The sword clan has a soft spot for swords, and for the study of swords, whether young or old, it can be said that they are the grandmasters of swords. They all have learned the art of sword forging.

This is the thing in the town temple among the famous ghost temples among the ancient clans.

I have learned the news that there is a green baby sword and a red baby sword on Yi Xiaofei's body, and now this red baby sword has been taken out of the space ring by Yi Xiaofei.

It is not a peerless sword, it can be compared to the sword of the Zhen clan of their sword clan, and I heard the ancestor say that whether it is the green baby sword or the red baby sword, it is stronger than their town clan sword to a certain extent.

There are comparisons between people, and there are comparisons between swords in the same way.

Who is the person, what sword is used, and how to use it, there is a certain degree of attention among the sword clan.

"Sure enough, it's the Red Baby Sword of the Ghost God Temple, a good sword!"

"This Red Baby Sword is indeed a good sword, but it's not as cheap as you!"

Yi Xiaofei took one step and pretended in front of himself, how easy it was. If the people of the Sword Clan speak well today, everything will be easy to say. But this tyranny obviously has other things on his mind.

"Yi Xiaofei, my Sword Clan will give you face, hand over the Red Infant Sword in your hand, and the Green Baby Sword in your Space Ring, you can ignore the offense today! Otherwise, your offense today will be the enemy of my Sword Clan!"

When Barulong spoke, a long sword also appeared in his big hand.

The color is red, but this long sword is a thick heavy sword, giving people a feeling of heaviness.

"As an enemy of the Sword Clan, when I step into this side, I, Yi Xiaofei, will be fearless!"

This tyrant threatens himself, and Yi Xiaofei doesn't care at all about the person who threatens. The double sword has been with him for some days, and Yi Xiaofei also has feelings for the double sword, and he will not give it up at all.

The sword is there, the person is there, the sword is dead!

This is Yi Xiaofei's determination after owning the Green Infant Sword and the Red Infant Sword.

The spiritual realm exploded, and the spiritual realm of the Cave Heaven Realm was even more terrifying, even if Wu Di was by his side, although Yi Xiaofei was already in control, it was more or less affected, and under this impact, Wu Di's face was a little ugly.

Wu Di has now become the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, and some of the juniors of the Sword Suppression Clan, under the unexpected impact of this spiritual realm, have fainted.

The power of the Cave Heaven, especially for guys whose strength is not in the Spirit Martial Realm, is quite effective.

"Keep saying that your skills are not as good as others, and I am the same generation as your juniors! If I kill them, is it also that their skills are not as good as others, and they are like dragons! You tell me about it!"

On the Red Infant Sword in his right hand, the sword aura was even more huge, and Ba Rulong's face became ugly. Indeed, Yi Xiaofei's biggest advantage should be his youth.

The two fight, whether they win or lose, have absolutely no impact on Yi Xiaofei.

Losing is a matter of course in the eyes of outsiders, after all, he has lived for too long, several times that of Yi Xiaofei. And if Yi Xiaofei wins, then where is his domineering face.

But at this moment, it is absolutely impossible to want him to retreat. It's already tense!

"You and I fight, only fight one sword! This sword, if you win, they want to kill or chop, you are free! If I win like a dragon, then I want you to have this red baby sword in your hand!"

Looking at Yi Xiaofei's Red Infant Sword, at the age of Ba Rulong, after several vicissitudes, he still couldn't control the greed/greed in his eyes.

The blood-colored heavy sword in his hand, the material for casting the sword, is also extremely rare mineral iron, and it took a lot of thought to build it, and it was created by the three people who cast the sword and respected the way of sword casting among the sword clan. It's a pity that compared to the Red Baby Sword, there is definitely a lot of difference.

A battle of swords! To be able to capture this red baby sword, it depends on this moment.

However, now he is still waiting for Yi Xiaofei's reply, which requires Yi Xiaofei's consent.

Like them, the words they say, saying one is one, saying two is two, in front of the clansmen, he is as domineering as a dragon, and he also needs a face.

"Okay!

Yi Xiaofei directly agreed, which made Wu Di, who had retreated to a safe distance in the rear, couldn't help but worry in his heart.

This is like a dragon, and the power of that heavy sword, if you only fight one sword, the advantage is definitely higher than that of Yi Xiaofei.

The black hair that belonged to Yi Xiaofei turned white, and black hard scales rose from his right arm.

The blood spirit qi continued to burst out from Yuanyuan's body, and the dragon pattern ring flashed in her left hand, and the strange and invisible energy struck into the Red Infant Sword.

The Red Infant Sword trembled on Yi Xiaofei's right hand.

The sound of swords erupted.

The red-manged sword qi that erupted condensed into a dragon shadow.

And on the other side, Ba Rulong, is also doing his best, and this sword is very important to him. If he wins, he will be a person of great merit in the sword clan, and he will be able to obtain the Red Baby Sword, one of the twin swords of the Ghost God Temple and the Town Temple.

The power of the Red Infant Sword is definitely not just what Yi Xiaofei uses now, there is still a lot of room for exposure.

"Sword Dragon!"

Yi Xiaofei shouted two words out of his mouth.

Rumble!

The red infant sword belonging to Yi Xiaofei and the heavy sword of the tyrant dragon collided together, and the blood spirit qi that swept away, there were bursts of roaring sounds, and the condensed sword dragon of the red infant sword qi was constantly torn, and the tyrant was like the fierce beast on the dragon heavy sword.

The sword qi spread out from around the two of them, which made Wu Di's face change, and the blood spirit qi in his body gushed out, blocking the sword qi that was vented.

Although he was blocked, this blocking made him feel the domineering power in it.

As for those elders of the Sword Clan, they have protected their juniors, this kind of sword qi is really too terrifying, if those juniors are touched, I am afraid that if they don't die, they will lose half their lives.

Although it is a clash of swords, in this sword, it gives people the feeling of fighting a hundred swords.

Swordsman, the sharpest man, if there is a fight, it depends on whose edge is better!!

(End of chapter)