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Chapter 1579 Zhenwu Monument, Zhenwu Sword(2/2)

Why did it suddenly appear again?

Who erected this monument!"

"If the monument falls, it can still be erected.

Even if a person dies, he can still live," Xu Zimo said somewhat inexplicably.

There was no answer to Xiao Anan's doubts.

Xu Zimo looked at her and ordered: "Put your hand on the monument."

Xiao Anan did not hesitate.

When her right hand was branded on the monument, a shocking sword light suddenly burst out.

The sword light kept flashing.

It shattered the void all around.

And on the monument, a deep whirlpool unexpectedly appeared.

Xu Zimo reached out and took out a sword from the whirlpool and threw it to Xiao Anan.

"What...what is this?"

Xiao An'an hurriedly took the sword, feeling as if the sword was connected to her blood in her hand.

The Zhenwu Sword Body inside his body is getting more and more violent.

The sword intent seemed to rise into the sky, bursting out uncontrollably.

"Just call your ancestor's sword the True Martial Sword," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"The ancestor...why is the ancestor's sword here?" Xiao An'an stammered.

"Of course she left it for you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Leave it to me, why?" Xiao Anan was a little confused.

Xu Zimo glanced at her and did not answer the topic.

Instead, he explained: "Just accept it, you deserve this.

Even if I don't give it to you, the old man will eventually give it to you.

I got a bargain."

Xiao An'an didn't understand what Xu Zimo meant. She just felt that the ancestor's words were too convoluted.

Many things are unclear.

She could only put the sword away happily.

I felt grateful.

At this time, Wang Hengzhi also came from afar.

"Okay, it seems we should go.
Chapter completed!
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