Zhou Jianlai pointed his sword, put the two-part snow-white sword into the Wanjian Box, and then pointed his sword towards the battlefield where Yang Jian and others were.

Whoosh whoosh!

The Xuanyuan Sword, the Bright Sword and other swords were all unsheathed, and they were killing the people from the five major forces.

Wherever the sword's edge reaches, no one can defeat its edge.

"fortunately."

The golden dragon looked at the cultivators from the five major forces who instantly turned into corpses on the ground, and looked at the group of murderous flying swords whizzing past his head. He was extremely glad that he followed the advice of the girl in the red dress.

Otherwise, he would be a dead body now.

"superior!"

The girl in the red dress suddenly shouted.

"Where?"

The golden dragon said in confusion.

"That's my sword, go and grab it!"

The girl in the red dress pointed angrily at Zhou Jianlai and shouted.

"Gulu!"

The golden dragon swallowed hard and then shook its head.
Chapter completed!