The two Grandmasters, one old and one young, were closer to death than ever before.
"Damn it, I'm going to fight him to the end!"
Just as Qingtian Cang was about to charge out, he was grabbed by Lu Chenzhou.
"Sword Spirit, save me!"
[Humph! Lu Chenzhou, you owe me a favor... oh no, a sword favor!]
The Mystic Sky River-breaking Sword hanging at his waist detached itself, transforming into a stream of light, soaring into the sky!
In an instant, the invisible majesty from the Demon King was pierced.
Qingtian Cang's eyes shook: "Chenzhou, when did you start cultivating the Flying Sword technique? Isn't this a method for Qi Refiners?"
Goodness, there's actually a hidden Sword Immortal in his sect!
If only he had mentioned it earlier, he had even prepared his will.
He thought of using his death to inspire Little Ji to strive hard and achieve a breakthrough soon!
