Chương 1617: A world-shaking sword (3)

The Earth Spirit lifted her up and willingly knelt at her feet.

Wind Spirit lifted her beautiful hair and wantonly stretched it upwards and around her, each strand of hair clearly visible.

The Yang God of Dao sect!

Luo Yuheng's body remained suspended in the air while his yang spirit entered the sword.

In an instant, the rusty iron sword emitted a blazing light, and the rust quickly peeled off.

Just as the two rank-2 powerhouses were about to launch their attacks, Xu Qi 'an stretched out his hand and roared,

"Sword, come!"

A glistening yellow light flew from the horizon and sent him into Xu Qi 'an's hands.

Da Feng's number one divine weapon, the nation-guarding sword!

As he held the sword, Xu Qi 'an tapped his forehead with his finger.

What lit up was not the Golden paint, but a deep black color, the skin color unique to the Asura bloodline.