บท 426: Sword Condensation, Slaying the Out of Body Nascent Soul of the Immortal Spirit World (3)

Each Mystic Sun sword had the Great Spirit and literary engravings. If the wielder of the sword had impure thoughts, the engravings in the long sword would automatically shatter.

As time passed, the Mystic Sun Guards who carried the Mystic Sun sword did things openly and honestly.

In the distance, sword light attacked.

Han Muye raised his hand and cupped his fists, then turned around.

Just as everyone thought that he was about to turn around and leave, Han Muye shouted, "The Heavenly Mystic Han Muye is here. Who wants to fight?!"

A battle!

Lu Chen's expression froze, and the Mystic Sun Guards widened their eyes.

In front of thousands of enemies, he actually had to challenge them like this!

Su He turned around and looked at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen shook his head and said in a low voice, "The Western Frontier is uneducated and unorganized. The so-called guarding is just an empty position.