Suddenly, Xuanyuan Chen's face changed, and he wanted to draw his sword and retreat. However, Xuanyuan Sword was firmly grasped by Xuanyuan Hong, forcing him to abandon the Xuanyuan Sword and retreat quickly; otherwise, being injured by Xuanyuan Hong's Xuanyuan Sword would not be a trivial matter.
Xuanyuan Hong held the half of Xuanyuan Sword belonging to Xuanyuan Chen, and the blood from his body directly stained the sword. Instantly, he pulled the sword out of his body.
A spray of blood burst from his chest, his body trembled, almost causing him to collapse, and his breath diminished as his life force rapidly faded.
"Xuanyuan Sword is mine now!"
Xuanyuan Hong's eyes flashed with madness as he held the two halves of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hands. Then, with a motion of merging, the two parts combined with a 'boom'.
Immediately, the Xuanyuan Sword emitted a dazzling golden light, and a terrifying aura was unleashed from its blade.
