C1778 Killing Intent Soaring to the Sky

The middle-aged man roared and charged towards Ye Feng, wanting to snatch the Emperor Sword back.

Ye Feng lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. The Emperor Sword had a spirit. Perhaps it had heard what he had just said, which was why it chose him as its master.

"It's an interesting long sword."

Clang!

The Emperor Sword trembled slightly