But the next moment, his pretty face suddenly turned pale, and he could no longer calm down. Because he felt that the trace of connection between himself and Feijian disappeared out of thin air.

Looking at Ning Fan again, he was covered in blood, but he was holding a cold light flying sword tightly in his hand.

The flying sword pierced his chest deeply, and if it penetrated half an inch, it would break his heart and kill him. But Ning Fan, with his strike like lightning, held the flying sword before he died.

As soon as his yin and yang demonic veins move, the flying sword, which was originally an ownerless thing, can break away from Si Wuxie's control and recognize Ning Fan as its owner.

The magic weapon forged from the ancient stars can be called a divine weapon, which cannot be controlled by non-gods and demons!

With a mere innocent thought and a mortal body, what qualifications do you have to control this sword!

"From today on, you are my sword, and I name you, 'Zhanli'! It means to kill Tianli!"

Ning Fan held it with one hand, and a little starlight turned into a three-foot green sword. The sword was as bright as water, like dew and like lightning!

Cut off the sword, this sword will become famous from today's battle!

"If you think innocently, you will die!"
Chapter completed!