Text Chapter 670 The power of that sword

"Aqiu is fine. It's just that his body is too weak... As long as we rush back in time, I believe the two of them will be fine." Chen Qiaozhi slowly said about the situation of the two brothers in front of him.

Listening to what Chen Qiaozhi said, Li Tian finally let out a sigh of relief: "That's good!"

"As long as the brothers are okay."

"Drive quickly, let's go back." Li Tiandao said.

Chen Qiaozhi started the car, hummed, then turned the steering wheel, and the car drove quickly into the distance.

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"Is this the ancient relic Xuanyuan Sword?"

In a room filled with the smell of alcohol, I saw the bloated drunkard with a Maitreya-like smile holding an ancient sword engraved with strange patterns in his hand and saying something in his mouth.

He held the ancient sword in both hands, looking at it unblinkingly with light in his eyes, and at the same time turning it over carefully.

The man in purple next to him is Ouyang Longyan who grabbed the sword.

He seemed to be standing in front of him from beginning to end, motionless, with no expression on his cold face.

"Now that the Xuanyuan Sword has been obtained...hehe, we still need the Heavenly Book of Pills! As soon as we get the Heavenly Book of Pills, we can collect three ancient relics." Weird words came out of the drunkard's mouth.

Could it be that the people who talked about (Hell Gate) were born for these three ancient relics!

The Heavenly Book Alchemy Scroll, the Xuanyuan Sword, and the Fiery Phoenix Picture!

You must be able to tell from this drunkard's mouth that the Fiery Phoenix Picture has already fallen into the hands of that (Hell Gate) man.

And now they have grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword. If they get the Heavenly Book Alchemy Scroll, wouldn't it mean that all three ancient relics have been gathered together?

"The Heavenly Book Alchemy Scroll, I heard that it has not been released for many years... It has been missing since it disappeared twenty years ago." Purple-clothed Ouyang Longyan said coldly.

"As far as my old drunkard knows, the Book of Heaven's Pill Scroll seems to be in Kunlun, where Niubi Laodao is." The drunkard said suddenly.

"Are you talking about him? Feng Qingzi of Kunlun Xuanmen?" Ouyang Longyan slowly turned his face and looked at the drunkard in front of him coldly.

The drunkard smiled slightly and nodded.

"Yes, I'm talking about this old immortal."

"I heard that twenty years ago he accidentally obtained the Heavenly Book Alchemy Scroll, but this little old man has always liked fortune-telling. He always believed that the Heavenly Book Alchemy Scroll was an ominous thing, so he took the Heavenly Book Alchemy Scroll to Kunlun... ...Hide it secretly. Now I heard that this little old man was born... and he is still in your Ouyang family... It seems that it is up to you, Ouyang Longyan, to get back the Book of Heaven this time... Hehe, after all, you are right Your family's geographical location is the most familiar." The drunkard said with a strange smile and looked at Ouyang Longyan in front of him.

Ouyang Longyan in purple didn't pay attention to this crazy old drunkard, but stood there silently, with a cold face like an unsheathed blade that made people feel suffocated.

"Don't worry! Leave the Heavenly Book and Pill Scroll to me." Ziyi Ouyang Longyan said coldly.

The drunkard suddenly laughed strangely.

"Haha, that's good!"

"But don't forget, the evil sword Duguxie and the shadow ghost servant are also in your Ouyang family now... Those two people are extremely dangerous characters. If you are encountered by them, don't blame me, the old drunkard, for not warning you... ...You'd better stay away." The drunkard said gloomily.

The purple-robed Ouyang Longyan suddenly groaned, and a feeling of death enveloped his whole body.

He had actually wanted to meet the evil sword Duguxie for a long time, but unfortunately he never had the chance!

Even when he was fighting Dugu Xie the day before yesterday, he didn't completely calm down. Otherwise, with Ouyang Longyan's kung fu, he would never have been knocked back by the evil sword Dugu Xie so quickly...

But why did Ouyang Longyan suddenly lose consciousness at that time? Maybe only he knows.

"My old drunkard has always had a question to ask you..." But the drunkard suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Ouyang Longyan in front of him and said.

"Say!" Cold words spat out from Ouyang Longyan's mouth.

After Ouyang Longyan said this, the drunkard looked at the long and narrow sword scar on Ouyang Longyan's face and asked in confusion: "I really can't figure out who caused the sword mark on your face." Injury? Hey... A master with a sword like you can be injured like this by someone with a sword. I am really depressed about this old drunkard. Who is he?"

When the old drunkard suddenly asked this question, Ouyang Longyan, the man in purple, was suddenly filled with an ups and downs of breath. From the ups and downs of the breath, Ouyang Longyan's great mood swings could be seen.

At the same time, he looked at his twisted face, which was completely deformed, and the ferocious sword mark seemed to be trembling slightly.

The old drunkard was stunned and stared at the purple-clad Ouyang Longyan in front of him.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, there's no need to say it." The old drunkard saw Ouyang Longyan's great mood swings and was afraid that if this lunatic killed him, it would be in trouble.

After all, purple-robed Ouyang Longyan's soft sword is not a vegetarian.

"Do you really want to know who caused this sword scar on my face?" Ziyi Ouyang Longyan suddenly asked with a cold and suffocating voice as he looked at the drunkard.

The drunkard smiled awkwardly.

"If you have something to say, I, an old drunkard, will listen."

"Okay! Let me tell you, the sword mark on my face was caused by him." Ouyang Longyan said with blazing eyes.

Those fiery eyes were filled with burning fire.

"who?"

"The (evil god) who dominated the situation twenty years ago." Words like blades came out of Ouyang Longyan's mouth in front of him.

When the drunkard heard these words, he was stunned for a moment, and his bloated face that had been smiling just now froze like an ice cube at this moment.

"Huh? It's actually him?"

The drunkard said blankly.

The purple-robed Ouyang Longyan snorted coldly and said, "Who do you think you are?"

"Who in the world can use a sword to cut such a long scar on my face, Ouyang Longyan?" His words were full of sharp domineering force.

Yes, Ouyang Longyan is indeed very powerful.

His soft sword is even more pungent and vicious, definitely comparable to Dugu Xie's evil sword.

But the famous Ouyang Longyan, who was hailed as a genius since childhood, was defeated when facing the evil god. There was no way he could face the evil god, the only one in the world!

Ouyang Longyan still remembers that the power of the evil god's sword back then... made him unable to stop him at all. If it weren't for the evil god's serious injury back then, it is estimated that that sword would have really caused the man in purple Ouyang Longyan to lose half of his head...