"One of the sabres, chop!" Sun Shu moved first, only to see him holding up his broadsword and cutting a gray energy blade Gang towards the sky.

strange things happened like this. The blade Gang quickly cut to their head, but it was like a big knife floating up, its tip pointed at chufei.

"Sabre technique II, select!" Ying Lin moved again, standing on his toes, holding the broadsword in his hands, and then picked it up gently. A triangular energy blade like the tip of an arrow shot up into the sky, and it was suspended.

"three sabres, stab!" Bao Yuan, holding a broadsword, squats slightly and stabs the...