Speaking, he looked up and rushed Jiang Qingyue: "Sister Seven, borrow your sword to me!"

Jiang Qingyue reminded: "My sword attributes are cold, I am afraid I can't break this shell."

"If you can't break, you have to cut a few swords out of breath!" Wang Xiaoya scolded angrily.

When Jiang Qingyue nodded, when he was about to throw the sword in his hand to Wang Xiaoya, Chu Yao opened his eyes and rushed to Wang Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, don't you want to cut it, pick the sword!"

In mid-air, a circle of light lit up, and then a green and red long sword flew out from it.

Chu Yao raised her hand and controlled the long sword to fly towards Wang Xiaoya.

"This sword..."

Wang Xiaoya took the long sword lightly, with a surprised look on her face, because it looked a bit like Gu Hanshuang's sword, but it was a little different.

"No sword is of any use!" Tangui suddenly opened his mouth, and the burning fire was simmering in his mouth, obviously trying to hold back his ultimate move: "Even if the Misty Fairy Sword comes, it's useless."

Wang Xiaoya didn't know much about swordsmanship, so she just picked up her long sword and slashed at the turtle shell in an ordinary way:
Chapter completed!