There is a breath of a great way in the distance.

It's extremely dazzling in the dark.

A talisman with golden light appeared in the sky and soon came towards Xiaoyuan City.

The sword king stopped and looked at the talisman indifferently.

Li Fuyao already knew who the person was. Among the saints in Yunduan, this is the only one who is proficient in the art of talismans.

No one knows why this Chen Sheng came here, and no one knows why he took action. But no matter how he looks, he is targeting this sword master.

With Sword Lord's current state, I'm afraid he can't fight Chen Sheng.

But just as the talisman approached Xiaoyuancheng, the wind and snow came. Jianjun turned his head and looked at the talisman.

Looking at Chen Sheng too.

The long sword of wind and snow in his hand had long disappeared.

"Borrow my sword."

The Sword Lord wants a real sword.

Li Fuyao was still hesitating, but there was already a sword in the sword box making a sound.

A moment later, a sword flew out.

The sword light cut through the sky. This was the first time this sword appeared in the hands of another person thousands of years later.

There are many swords in Li Fuyao's sword box, but this one is the only one that is not close to Li Fuyao.

The previous owner of this sword is the famous sword immortal Wan Chi.
Chapter completed!