So he couldn't help but want to use spiritual energy.

A note of spiritual energy.

"Bang!" He flew out and flew straight towards the entrance of the main hall as if he had been hit by a giant tree.

The long knife had fallen from his hand and fell to the ground.

Lu Donghu hurriedly moved his hands, as if he had been prepared, and caught the Heavenly Sword steadily.

Chu Zhiyuan came to an abrupt stop at the entrance of the hall, stopped abruptly, floated to the ground, and returned to his original position.

"Your Majesty, is it okay?" Lu Donghu said hurriedly.

Qu Ying hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty?"

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and reached out to copy it.

Lu Donghu gently moved his hand, and the Heavenly Sword had returned to Chu Zhiyuan's hand.

He was stern in his heart, but he said with a smile on his face: "My lord, the divine sword of heaven is so powerful, can't you force yourself and hurt yourself?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "It's really powerful. Don't worry, I'll be careful."

A slight touch of spiritual energy immediately triggered a violent counterattack.

If his own meridians and body were not strong, an ordinary grandmaster would be seriously injured and vomit blood in such a short time.

Obviously, if Lu Donghu holds this sword, it will not be difficult to kill the great master.

He took a deep breath, but this time he didn't use spiritual energy, but Mingyue Sword God.

The Mingyue Sword God slowly floated up.

He looked at the Heavenly Sword intently again.

At this time, the appearance of Tian Dao has changed drastically.

It is wrapped with purple cords all over its body, which is dazzling. The purple cords keep flashing, which is like lightning.

"Kaji!"

A bolt of purple lightning instantly broke away from the sword and struck him.

The Mingyue Sword God met the purple lightning.

"Rumble--." Zidian collided with Mingyue Sword God, and thunder suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

What everyone saw was that Chu Zhiyuan was looking at the heavenly sword intently, motionless as if he was in trance.

Golden patterns gradually appeared on the heavenly sword, and the patterns were flowing and twisting.

Ludong Lake's expression gradually became solemn.

Qu Qianbi and Liu Ruixiang didn't know why. Facing the questioning looks from Qu Ying, they shook their heads.

Qu Ying turned to look at Ludong Lake. Ludong Lake stared at Chu Zhiyuan without blinking.

Qu Ying couldn't help but look at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chapter completed!