When he sacrificed the [Huanglong Crown] before, he realized that there seemed to be the existence of the treasure dragon weapon nearby, but he definitely did not expect that it would be the famous [Qinglong Sword] among the Jiuwu treasure dragon weapon.

Yang Fan was still a little doubtful, but he witnessed the bronze dragon-patterned sword easily penetrated the defense layer of Yun Jiang Lu Xiang, and he didn't even have the last trace of doubt.

"It's him..."

Xiao Xin looked at the young man holding the Qinglong Sword in his hand and pierced Lu Xiang with one sword. He was slightly stunned. While surprised, his expression was very complicated.

"Lu Yunjiang, you are very lucky to meet the "Defense Treasure" and "Attack Treasure" in the Jiuwu Dragon Tool at the same time within one day."

The young man held the Qinglong Sword firmly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, Lu is very lucky to die without regrets!"

Lu Xiang smiled bitterly, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, which were thousands of blood marks.

Yang Fan was staring at the distance, but he took a breath of air. He didn't know what attributes the Qinglong Sword contained. After stabbing into Lu Xiang's body with one sword, countless destructive sword energy were generated, cutting his body tens of millions of times in an instant.

This is also within the sight of the eyes, and countless blood marks on the surface of the body are cracked in the body.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiang's body turned into a pool of blood from top to bottom.

Swish-

A man made up of the light of the clouds flew out of his destructive body into the sky.

Yang Fan looked closely and found that it should be Lu Xiang’s “Ninth Soul”.

However, when you reach the level of spiritual transformation, the Nascent Soul is no longer a baby form, but an existence called "spiritual soul", which is a highly condensed and grown primordial spirit crystal.

“Not that easy!!”

The boy's eyes were cold, and the green dragon sword in his hand suddenly shook, and several blue-patterned sword shadows attached to the powerful power of distraction were like thunder.

Lu Xiang's soul tried his best to dodge in the void, but was still groaned by one of the blue-patterned sword shadows, turning into a dazzling glow, and flew hundreds of miles in an instant, disappearing.

"You run fast, if you don't have the help of the pharmacist at the Holy Doctor of the Great Qin Dynasty, your soul will not be able to survive for a hundred days."

The boy smiled coldly, and he was too lazy to chase Lu Xiang and Lu Yun and his uncle and nephew.

"Qin Wang... why did you appear here?"

Xiaoxin looked at the young man holding the Qinglong Sword, pursed her lips, a little surprised and had a complicated look.

"My sister-in-law, you haven't seen each other for so many years, are you still so naive?"

Qin Wang's tone was a bit narrow-minded: "If I rob you, the chief of Qin Gong, I don't know what the tyrant of Qin Jun would do."

"Xiaowang, we have been playing since we were young, and before, we were like biological brothers and sisters. You will definitely not attack me."

Xiao Xin's bright eyes were full of sincerity, as clear as water, looking at him expectantly.

"My sister-in-law, are you still so confident in me?" Qin Wang smiled helplessly and sighed: "No one can imagine that the current tyrant Qin Emperor will have such a kind and innocent sister. And I, as a nephew, are hundreds of years older than you."

"Qin Wang? Sister-in-law?" Yang Fan's thoughts flew in his eyes and suddenly said in surprise: "Can you be the first dynasty...the crown prince?"
Chapter completed!