The cheap dragon is fighting fiercely and has a slight upper hand.

Xuanyuan Yu's dark eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his lips hooked a satisfied arc, put down Ling Luo's hand, turned his head, looked at the Chen Eagle in mid-air, and said coldly: "Next, it's time for us to settle old accounts." ”

"Sneaking into the mausoleum of my Xuanyuan family and stealing the Jin Yaotian Book will not be forgiven no matter what."

Xuanyuan Yu took an extremely steady step, and every step he took kicked up a cloud of smoke and dust.

He raised his head, and above his eyes like a black hole, a layer of bright golden light passed, and he looked fixedly at the vulture standing with a sword in mid-air, his face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "You-have already prepared for this kind of awareness?" ”

"What? Regulus? Chen Vulture's face like old bark crossed an extremely shocked expression, and he looked at Xuanyuan Yu in disbelief, "Aren't you, the stinky beggar next to that stinky girl......"

"Hehe, Tatsu Vulture, it seems that you are really old, and you don't remember many things." Xuanyuan Yu's extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes rose, and the corners of his eyes concealed the coldness of the world, "At that grand event in the Jialan Empire seven years ago, did you really have no impression of me at all?!" ”

He stretched out a big hand, and he didn't need to seal it or draw it, and an extremely dazzling golden array suddenly burst out in front of him.

The golden array pattern was taller than Xuanyuan Yu, and it was engraved with the rune imprint of the glory of the Xuanyuan clan.

Like Emperor Xuanyuan's bloodline, it has stretched from the primeval period to ancient times, and has developed from ancient times to the present, and the ancient rune imprints in its genealogy represent extremely powerful power.

"Moonblade - Devil May Cry!"

Tens of thousands of crescent-shaped sharp steel blades shot out from that ancient golden formation.

The meniscus blade, shining with golden luster, slashed towards the direction of the vulture with a surging murderous aura.

Chen Ying's face turned pale, and he raised the green giant sword more than ten meters long, slashing left and right, blocking the attack.

Although Chen Vulture is already very old, and his longevity is approaching, his skills are not ambiguous at all.

Tens of thousands of rigid blades, with extremely domineering golden vitality, slashed like a violent wind, and where they passed, the palace was cut into gravel and dust.

With a "click", a crack appeared in the giant sword.

One, two, three...... Countless ways!

The crescent-like steel blade flashed with golden light, and a steady stream of ancient rune formations in Xuanyuan Yu's hand sped out, from all directions, like a meat grinder, firmly encircling the giant sword of the Eagle inside.

After a while, the giant sword of more than ten meters, the wood vitality on the surface was broken by the domineering Jin Yuan, and the sword body forged from the precious heavy gemstone material was also twisted into slag.

Chen Vulture held on desperately, the giant sword of ten meters turned into several meters, and he kept retreating, until in the end only a hilt inlaid with precious stones remained.

"Wild child, dare to destroy the old man's sword, accept your life!"

The sword that Chen Vulture had used for a hundred years was destroyed, and he immediately went berserk, and the eerie robe outside his body was cut by the blade of the moon, revealing the essence of the silver silk silkworm robe of internal force!

The silver silk silkworm clothes are extremely tough, and any iron can't be broken at all, even if it is Xuanyuan Yu's countless Shuoyue blades, they can't help it.

"The old man has lived for a hundred years, and I have never seen a little ghost as big as you who can force the old man to such a situation."