The Legendary Sword Soar

After entering the city, Zhou Xuanji straight away flew towards the pillar of demonic Qi.

　　The Furious Ape Sword on his left hand was still charging. He prepared to use it at any moment.

　　After he entered the city, all the prisoners and evil cultivators looked up at him.

　　The prisoners were excited, while the evil cultivators felt disdain.

　　"Father! It's really Sir Sword God Zhou! He's here!"

　　Zhang Ruyu was so excited that he jumped on the spot and did not care about his own injuries.

　　Zhang Tianjian looked at Zhou Xuanji and fell into a daze.

　　Back then, if he had asked to become Zhou Xuanji's sword slave, things might have been very different for him.

　　It was a pity that he could not give up on everything he had.

　　And now, he already lost everything he had.

　　Thinking back, it was really a joke.

　　On the other side.

　　Qiu Baili opened his eyes wide and stood up as he trembled.