Prehistoric: Nuwa's first disciple, the master was the first to establish a human religion

When the members of the Xuanzhuan family heard Emperor Xuanyuan's words, they couldn't help but agree with him.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuanyuan burst into laughter. "What a joke! Do you think you can defeat me with just a bunch of rubbish like you? This is ridiculous."

"Then give it a try."

The leading young man among the Xuanyuan family narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice when he heard this.

"You rubbish dare to yell at me?"

Emperor Xuanyuan had a strong look of disdain on his face. He raised his hand and waved it. Suddenly, a cloud of icy mist descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the members of the Xuanyuan family.

Although the members of the Xuanyuan family are all innate warriors, they are not cultivators. Most of their skills are used to improve their strength and increase their lifespan, although these skills are powerful.

However, the consumption of true energy was extremely huge. Now that they were enveloped by the power of ice, they felt as if all the true energy in their bodies was frozen in an instant. They couldn't use even a little bit of it, let alone move.

"I haven't even tried my best yet, but you're already scared silly, right? How pathetic. People like you are a waste of food, and your existence is a kind of pollution."

Emperor Xuanyuan put away the icy power in his body and looked at the people in front of him.

Lu Feng looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but twitching his lips. This Emperor Xuanyuan was really a ruthless character. With just one move, he made people kneel on the ground and dare not move. If he were to unleash his power, no one here would be able to escape and they would all die here.

"This Emperor Xuanyuan is really good. This move is quite powerful. It seems that he is indeed more suitable to be the leader of this family."

Lu Feng looked at the Xuanyuan family members kneeling on the ground and couldn't help but comment.

Lu Feng sighed as he raised his hand and summoned the sword in his hand.

As soon as he picked up the sword, Lu Feng felt himself become full of energy. It was as if a warm current was flowing slowly in his body, full of vitality, making his body tremble involuntarily, as if he was cheering.

"Lu Feng, are you okay?"

Seeing Lu Feng holding his sword, Zi Yao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Zi Yao's voice was very soft, and almost only he could hear it, and his eyes were always paying attention to his surroundings, fearing that someone from the Xuanyuan family would attack Lu Feng.

"I'm fine. This sword is nice and suits me well."

Lu Feng turned around and shook his head at Zi Yao, saying, “My weapon is a sword, but this long sword is a long sword, and my true energy and martial arts are not suitable for my body. What I need now is the power of this long sword, which can gather all my strength together.”

"If you can really use this sword to absorb all the power of these people, then this sword will be yours."

Among all the swords Lu Feng has touched, only the Sword of the Sword Saint is the truly powerful one. This sword contains endless sharpness and destructive power, and it is the most powerful Sword of the Sword Saint.

"I know, but this sword is too valuable. If possible, I would rather not have this sword. I will never be able to use this sword in my lifetime."

Lu Feng said with some regret.

"What's the use of this? No matter how you try, it won't work. You are just an ordinary person, and its owner is a real warrior. There is no way you can control it."

When Zi Yao heard what he said, she couldn't help but frown and retorted.

"Of course I know, but if I can use it to help me get rid of some dangers, maybe it's okay."

Lu Feng nodded.

"This sword cannot help you unless you have true qi. You are not a cultivator, but a mortal."

When Zi Yao heard his words, she shook her head again and said that she didn't believe Lu Feng could control the power of the sword.

His father once said that although this sword is an ancient divine weapon, it can only be used for defense and has no attack capability at all. Lu Feng is just a mortal, how can he control such a deadly weapon?

Lu Feng stopped talking and lowered his head to ponder. He felt in his heart that this sword could definitely help him, but now he had not found a way to make it exert its maximum power.

"Well, since you guys don't accept it, then let me defeat you."

Emperor Xuanyuan took a step forward, crossed a distance of a thousand meters in one step, and appeared directly in front of Lu Feng and others.

"If you really have the ability, then give it a try."

When Lu Feng saw him coming, he snorted coldly, clenched the sword in his hand, and faced forward.

"court death."

Upon seeing this, Emperor Xuanyuan snorted coldly, then kicked out.

Emperor Xuanyuan was very fast, and Lu Feng didn't have time to see his movements clearly before his sword was blocked by the opponent's legs.

Lu Feng was startled when his sword was blocked and wanted to dodge. However, as soon as he moved, he felt as if his shoulder was clamped by an iron clamp, preventing him from moving.

"Damn it."

Lu Feng cursed inwardly, then gritted his teeth, flipped his wrist suddenly, and stabbed the sword in his hand directly upwards, trying to pierce the opponent's leg.

"court death."

Upon seeing this, Emperor Xuanyuan couldn't help but snort coldly again.

One of his legs was known as the golden bell and iron cloth shirt. Lu Feng actually wanted to pierce his leg, which was simply seeking his own death.

The Qilin King of the demon clan was not willing to be outdone. He roared and rushed forward. He was a fire-attributed demon beast, and he had the blood of the Jilin King in his veins. The Qilin King was best at fire, and his claws were condensed from flames, so there was a scorching breath on his claws. His sharp claws directly tore the long sword and grabbed towards Emperor Xuanyuan.

The other three people stood on the four sides of Lu Feng and others, surrounding Lu Feng and the other three in the center.

Lu Feng frowned when he saw this. He didn't want to just sit there and wait for death. He had to resist. However, even if he wanted to resist, he was afraid he would be powerless to change the situation.

"I won't give up. I must take back what is mine."

Lu Feng roared in his heart. He would not lose, and he would never just accept his fate.

With a muffled sound, Lu Feng retreated dozens of feet, while the Qilin King and the man in black pounced on him again.

"Bang bang bang."

Upon seeing this, Emperor Xuanyuan threw a punch with a ferocious look on his face, heading straight for the Qilin King and the man in black.

"Boom."

The space around Lu Feng and the others was immediately blasted into huge pieces of space debris.