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Villain: My younger brother is the chosen one

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Boom!!

The void suddenly vibrated violently, and the terrible pressure descended like a hundred thousand mountains.

"Quasi-Emperor!"

Qi Xiuyuan raised his eyelids slightly and saw Jiutian, the owner of Mingjian Villa.

Although Jiutian was praised as the first person under the Great Emperor like him, and was even called the fifth master of Yinyue Dynasty.

But he was the first person under the Great Emperor of Yinyue Dynasty, while he was the first person under the Great Emperor of Huanggu, and the difference between the two was several levels.

Even if it was Sannong, the bald donkey, with the combat power of the Immortal Slave Seal, it was enough to press Jiutian to the ground.

"Father!"

"Owner!"

Compared to the disdain of Qi Xiuyuan and others, Yijian and others seemed to have a backbone.

Unlike other major realms that are divided into nine small levels, the Quasi-Emperor realm has only four levels: primary, intermediate, advanced, and peak.

Not long after Ye Chen broke through the primary Quasi-Emperor, Jiutian had already broken through to the peak of Quasi-Emperor.

"This Ye Chen, do you really think that there is no one in my Mingjian Villa?!"

After Jiutian saw that the Jianlu was looted, his anger value instantly reached full bar

After the battle situation on the front line stabilized, he successfully obtained the approval of the Six Dao Emperor and let him come back to deal with Ye Chen's affairs.

Originally, he felt that the situation was stronger than the person, and he planned to give in and make enemies easier to resolve than to make.

But who knew that he would rush back overnight and actually see this scene in front of him.

Now it is no longer a matter of giving in, Ye Chen has cut off the foundation of their Mingjian Villa.

Yijian said with a fierce look on his face: "This time, Ye Chen must be torn into pieces, and I will use his blood to unseal the magic sword."

"Oh my, who gave him such mysterious confidence!"

Qin Feng was speechless on the spot.

A quasi-emperor at the peak actually wanted to kill the Chosen Son of the Quasi-emperor at the initial stage, and the Chosen Son of the Mythical Level.

How desperate is he!

But this has nothing to do with him directly, and his main task now is to send love.

"Brother Jian, I don't know if I should say something or not!" Qin Feng didn't care whether he should say it or not, and said directly: "Even if you take back the famous swords in Jianlu, you still lack the magic sword to keep the place in check, and you really don't deserve the four big words Mingjian Villa." "Magic sword!?" Jiutian rolled his eyes on the spot, thinking that Qin Feng really thought too highly of them. There are only ten great artifacts in the ancient times, and it is not their turn to be Mingjian Villa, not to mention that among the ten great magic swords, there are only two magic swords, Changkong Magic Sword and Wuchen Magic Sword. One is in his Qin Feng's hand, and the other is in Shenxiu's hand. The former has a great background, and the latter has become an emperor, neither of them can be provoked by Mingjian Villa.

However, I heard recently that Shenxiu passed the Wuchen Sword Magic Sword to Lin San, so it is not impossible to grab it. "My Mingjian Villa doesn't need any magic sword!" Yijian raised the magic sword in his hand and said coldly: "With the ancient magic sword, I will sweep across the universe and dominate the heavens!" Buzz! Buzz! As if sensing Yijian's emotions, the magic sword actually flashed a faint black light. "Forget it then!" Qin Feng played hard to get, turned around and sighed: "I originally wanted to give you a 20% discount to help you refine the magic sword for the sake of friendship, but who knew you didn't need it, I was just being sentimental..." "20% discount!" Jiutian's heart skipped a beat and he was immediately tempted. Now it's no secret that Qin Feng is the first on the weapon cultivation talent list, and the news that he waved his hand to summon a thousand magic swords in the capital of Daxia has spread.

The major forces in the ancient times have completely lost their composure, and they are all trying to ask Qin Feng to refine the artifact. It is said that in order to successfully ask Qin Feng to take action, some forces are looking for a beautiful wife like the Crown Princess. Yijian said with a mocking face: "You are half dead now, how can you refine a magic sword!?"

"No problem!"

Qin Feng said leisurely: "Although I can't fight with others now, I can barely refine magic weapons. Not long ago, I refined two magic weapons. You should have sensed it!"

"Amitabha!"

Master Sannong put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, and thought of the past that he couldn't bear to look back.

"That's the magic weapon thunder tribulation!"

Yijian frowned.

Many people have seen the thunder tribulation over Cuizhu Peak not long ago, but no one dared to check it out due to the intimidation of Qi Xiuyuan, the sword master.

"Wouldn't that be great!"

Jiutian couldn't hold back his excitement, and wanted to reserve one with Qin Feng.

But before he could speak, he was stopped by Yijian.

He knew very well what kind of person Qin Feng was, but he didn't believe that he would have the consciousness to help others in times of need.

"If you don't believe it, forget it!" Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh, and turned around to leave in the four-wheeled vehicle.Carefully took out the endless sword box and dropped it on the ground.

With a clang, the endless sword box opened somehow, and thousands of swords flew out like wild horses.

"So many swords!"

The seven sword slaves immediately breathed rapidly, and their eyes glowed red.

For a sword cultivator, seeing a sword is like seeing black stockings, and wanting to rudely step forward and tear the stockings. >

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r> Even Jiu Tian, ​​who was at the peak of the quasi-emperor, could not resist the temptation of so many divine swords.

But when she saw Qi Xiuyuan, the sword master and San Nong, the red-robed demon monk beside Qin Feng, and thought of the Moon God, Blue Demon, and Wuling Saint behind Qin Feng, Li Zhi immediately overcame her desire.

"Sorry!" Qin Feng gave everyone an apologetic look, and summoned the sword back to the endless sword box with a finger gesture. "Hoo!" Jiu Tian took a deep breath and calmed down: "I wonder how many spirit stones are needed to refine a magic sword?!" "One!?" Xiao Bai immediately shouted exaggeratedly: "Oh my god, the dignified Mingjian Villa, the holy place in the minds of human sword cultivators, can only buy one magic sword!" "Uh..." Everyone in Mingjian Villa was immediately full of black lines, not understanding why a good rabbit had a mouth. "Hey!" Qin Feng suddenly said with a face full of grievance: "There are many ways to insult people, you just asked me how much a magic sword costs, your mouth of 37 degrees, how can you say such chilling words." "Huh!?" Jiu Tian and others were full of question marks, not understanding why Qin Feng was still aggrieved. "Do you really think that my ranking first on the weapon cultivation talent list was exaggerated!?"

Qin Feng took advantage of the fact that the other party had not downloaded the anti-fraud software and began to brag: "I am not bragging to you. Now I have become very experienced in refining divine swords. I can produce 20 to 30 divine swords in one furnace. I really cannot match your output."

"20 to 30 divine swords in one furnace!"

Jiu Tian and others were stunned and their hearts could not calm down for a long time.

They asked for a divine sword but could not get it, but he achieved the freedom of divine sword at the age of 18.

"Amitabha!"

Master Sannong put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, and found that the scene in front of him was so familiar...

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