The sword is the sword of the ancient king. From the moment it was born, the sword has been stained with the blood of countless people, and there are all kinds of evil ghosts under the sword.

Even the ancient sword of kings had to reveal its true form when it met that monster-like strong man.

visible……

How powerful is Yan Sifeng!

The sword of the King's Sword trembled slightly. Even though it was not transformed into a human form, the powerful aura revealed by that person still intimidated him.

He only felt that he was enveloped by a strong will, and there was an aura of danger all around him.

As long as these auras take one step forward, even if it is the sword of the ancient king, it can only be sealed and destroyed!

"Qingzhuyu, this man comes with ferocity and terrifying strength. He seems to have some plans for the egret. Please throw me towards the egret. If there is any danger, I will blow myself up. At least I can protect the egret's life." Wisps of dark red.

His blood flowed down the blade of the King's Sword, and speaking these few words was already its limit.

A ray of consciousness appeared in Qing Zhuyu's mind. When he heard the word "detonate", Qing Zhuyu's expression changed drastically.

Didn't he know what Jianjian meant? Detonation is self-destruction. The self-destruction of the sword of the ancient king can delay even a powerful enemy like Yan Sifeng for one second.

And this second is also the time for the egret to escape.

but……

From now on, there will be no king's sword or sword in this world.

Qingzhuyu looked at Jianjian complicatedly. Even if Bailu died, Jianjian could seal himself until the next master appeared and sit back and relax.

But he actually thought of using self-destruction to pave the way for Egret. Presumably, he and Egret were more than just "masters".

Qing Zhuyu's face gradually returned to normal and her mood calmed down.

"Egret."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at Qing Zhuyu.

At this tense moment, any disturbance will attract everyone's attention.

The egret lowered its eyes and looked at Qingzhuyu, who looked at him solemnly.

When the egret's gaze fell on the King's Sword, Dai Mei couldn't help but frown.

Even if the sword turned into its own body, it still shed so much dark red blood... It was obvious that it had been severely injured.

A fleeting cold light flashed across his eyes. Among the people present, the only one who could severely damage the sword was the one in front of him.

Although she knew that she was no match, she remembered this grudge.

The person who touches her makes people more angry than touching her!

"The sword is a bit heavy and I can't hold it."

After finishing speaking, Qing Zhuyu threw the sword of king in his hand towards the egret suspended in mid-air.

The King's Sword drew a trace in the air, and in the air behind him, dark red blood appeared on an arc.

The dark red blood fell to the ground within a moment.

Suddenly, they turned into thousands of fierce ghosts and dispersed in all directions. In an instant, the dark red blood on the ground disappeared.

The King's Sword is famous for killing people and seizing souls. Bailu's current cultivation level is obviously not high enough. He can only kill people but cannot seize souls.

However, each of the previous masters of the King's Sword has broken through the top of the King's Sword.

Holding the king's sword in his hand, he kills people and seizes their souls. He is surrounded by the aura of killing. Wherever he goes, the ground is covered with blood and his soul is lost. This is his name.
Chapter completed!