Lend Me Your Three-Foot Sword and Watch Me Cut Off All the Worries in the World! (3)

Outsiders couldn't imitate it, it was Bazhun'an's sword!

But Bazhun'an...

Before they could even think about it, Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongcang saw the source of the sword cries at the same time.

The cold Dark Iron Sword that had long been forgotten by everyone!

"What is this?"

Dao Qiongcang's pupils dilated. He really wanted to summon the departed Xiao Qi and scream. Why wasn't this thing recorded in the battlefield information?

He keenly sensed that he was blocked by the power of the Holy Emperor?

That's right, he could no longer interfere!

"Ming Yi..."

But he had to intervene!

How could he let Xu Xiaoshou take control of the Si Wu Formation?

As this thought flashed through his mind, the sword cries chimed out a warning. The cold Dark Iron Sword trembled and ejected a silver sword energy.

At this moment, the world seemed to have slowed down.