Chen Qingyang checked Ye Bolong's body a little and found that there were no obvious external injuries on his body, and the most strange thing was that his appearance was obviously much older than when Chen Qingyang saw him before.

"Brother Yang, his strength seems to have been sucked dry." Madrigal said.

After this reminder of the pastoral song, Chen Qingyang's hand was immediately placed on Ye Bolong's dantian position.

Sure enough, his dantian had already been shattered due to the exhaustion of his strength.

Ye Bolong's strength is not very strong in the current earth cultivation world, who is so cruel to suck his energy out?

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the Immortal Realm powerhouse of the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan opened his eyes and stared coldly at Chen Bailang in the distance.

His name is Xuanyuan Yi, he is an old monster of the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan who has lived for thousands of years, and he has stepped into the immortal realm more than two hundred years ago, but in order to protect the Xuanyuan Sword of the Xuanyuan Clan, he will not let the prophesied son of fate take it away, so he forcibly sealed his cultivation and did not step on the void and left.

Now in order to recover the Xuanyuan Sword, Xuanyuan Yi had to break the seal and chase Chen Bailang all the way to this point.

Chen Bailang also slowly opened his eyes, and it could be seen from his pale expression that his injuries were not shallow at this moment, and he could not recover in a short time.

"Chen Bailang, the old man admits that your physical strength is very powerful, and you actually fought against the three of us on your own, but the recovery speed of the immortal body of the old man is far faster than yours, and you have no way to escape now, obediently hand over the Xuanyuan Sword!" Xuanyuan Yi said coldly.

In the space sealed by these four holy beasts, anyone's strength was sealed, even Xuanyuan Yi, who was a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, was no exception, and he could only rely on the strength of his physical body to fight.

What Xuanyuan Yi didn't expect was that Chen Bailang's physical combat ability was extremely strong, and he resisted the siege of the three of them, and finally all four of them were seriously injured.

Chen Bailang grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword and slowly stood up, his feet obviously floating and weak, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

He couldn't even stand on his feet, how could he continue to fight with Xuanyuanyi?

"Old guy, this Xuanyuan sword has recognized me as the master, even if I take it back, for your Xuanyuan clan, it is just a sharper sword, it is better to give it to me generously, maybe in the future, I can let your Xuanyuan clan return to the peak glory of the year." Chen Bailang said.

Xuanyuan Yi's eyes were cold, he had been sneering at that prophecy, if Chen Bailang was from the Xuanyuan clan, he might not stop it.

But now to let a person with a foreign surname become the owner of the Xuanyuan Sword, this is undoubtedly a blasphemy against the Xuanyuan family.

Therefore, even if he violates the wishes of his ancestors, Xuanyuan Yi will take back the Xuanyuan Sword.

"To return to the glory of the Xuanyuan clan, you can only rely on the Xuanyuan clan's own bloodline, as long as you are killed, the mark on the Xuanyuan sword will be erased, and its owner can only be surnamed Xuanyuan." Xuanyuan Yi said in an indifferent voice.

"Then it's not negotiable?" Chen Bailang shrugged and asked.

"Huh!"

Xuanyuan Yi's hand suddenly had an excalibur emitting purple light.

Although the sword momentum of this purple light divine sword is not as good as that of the Xuanyuan sword, it was also created by the sword casting master of the Xuanyuan clan back then, and its power is extremely extraordinary.

Even without any energy injection, it can still break gold and stone.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yi's attitude was so strong, Chen Bailang held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and said with a sneer: "Since this is the case, it is better to be a broken jade than a complete tile." ”

Xuanyuan Yi frowned and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Since I can't keep this Xuanyuan Sword, I can only destroy it, don't think I'm scaring you, as its owner, I know how to destroy it." Chen Bailang said expressionlessly.

I have to admit that Chen Bailang's words did suppress Xuanyuanyi.

"You dare!" Xuanyuan Yi roared angrily.

"Since I can't live, what else is there not to dare?" Chen Bailang sneered.

"Ancestor, don't be deceived by him, the Xuanyuan Sword was cast by the bronze of the gods back then, and experienced the power of the Yellow Emperor, no one in the world can destroy it, how could he destroy the Xuanyuan Sword as a mere mortal!"

The elder of the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan said.

Xuanyuan Yi reacted at this time, and said with a slightly hideous expression: "I almost fell for you, Chen Bailang, no one can save you today!" ”

After speaking, Xuanyuan Yi raised the purple light divine sword in his hand and killed Chen Bailang.

"Who said no one could save him!"

Suddenly, a very inopportune voice sounded.

Chen Qingyang took three steps and made two steps to dodge away, although the energy in his dantian was sealed, but his physical strength was extremely strong, and he could cross dozens of meters with one step.

"Who?"

Xuanyuan Yi and the others suddenly cast their eyes over, and when they saw the two young men appear, they all showed a look of surprise in their eyes.

When Chen Bailang heard Chen Qingyang's familiar voice, he thought that he had auditory hallucinations, and when he saw Chen Qingyang's face clearly, his heart was as shocked as if he had turned over the river.

Chen Qingyang ignored Xuanyuan Yi and the others, but walked straight towards Chen Bailang, with a faint smile on his face that could only be revealed in front of people he was familiar with.

He first looked Chen Bailang up and down a few times, to be honest, this was the first time he had seen such an embarrassed Chen Bailang.

"It's only been a little over a year, and you don't recognize me?" Chen Qingyang said.

"Are you really a kid?" Chen Bailang's bleak face asked with a surprised smile.

When he learned that Chen Qingyang was involved in the spatial death domain, Chen Bailang was furious, desperate to kill a bloody way from the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan, he originally wanted to set foot on the Shushan Sword Sect and avenge Chen Qingyang, but was finally stopped by Huang Fengming, and then he was chased and killed by the strong men of the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan.

Chen Qingyang shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the Xuanyuan Sword in Chen Bailang's hand, and said, "Is it worth it for it?" ”

If it weren't for this Xuanyuan Sword, Chen Bailang would not have been as embarrassed as a chicken and a dog for more than a year.

"It's worth it!" Chen Bailang licked his dry lips and said, an extremely determined look burst out of his eyes.

"Why?" Chen Qingyang asked suspiciously.

He really couldn't understand why Chen Bailang was so persistent, and he didn't hesitate to offend the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan to get this Xuanyuan Sword.

If he hadn't arrived in time today, I'm afraid Chen Bailang would have become a wisp of revenant.

Chen Bailang grinned, and there was a hint of tenderness in his smile that Chen Qingyang had never seen on his face.

"In order to meet her, I need to be stronger." Chen Bailang said.

Chen Qingyang's body shook suddenly, of course he could hear who the "she" in Chen Bailang's mouth meant.

"Is she really alive?" Chen Qingyang asked in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

"I'm sorry for hiding it from you, but judging by your tone, it seems like I guessed it a long time ago, right?" Chen Bailang said.