How could he take the opponent's sword?

At this moment, it's not just Zhao Hongying.

Everyone was shocked.

Especially the Golden Snake Man.

He had tried his best, but the golden snake sword could not move any further.

The Golden Snake Sword was forged from its bones, supplemented by a variety of precious materials, and had been cultivated by him for many years. The sword spirit among them had long been connected with his mind, but such a Golden Snake Sword had never appeared before.

Listen to his orders.

Moreover, he could clearly sense that the sword spirit of the Golden Snake Sword was afraid!

"Golden Snake Sword!"

The Spirit Snake Master gave a soft drink, seeing that it was useless, his expression gradually became extremely ferocious.

"Ah...ha!"

When he shouted loudly, he had already pushed his swordsmanship to the extreme at the seventh level of the Selfless Realm.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, all I could hear was the roar of thousands of swords in the entire ghost city!

Countless sword soldiers flew high into the sky, turned into a rain of swords, and gathered towards where Feng Wuchen was.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan?" Feng Wuchen chuckled and thought: "Seven Sword Immortals still use this trick? Isn't it too childish..."

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen's sword intention was activated, and in an instant, the long swords were all hanging in mid-air, motionless.

At that moment, Ling Snake Master's expression completely changed.

Just because at this moment, the connection between him and all the swordsmen was cut off!

The swordsmen were seen trembling slightly in the air for a moment, and then they quietly changed their direction.
Chapter completed!