Ye Feng laughed as like as two peas, but did not reply. A strange law was made, and the small sword was spinning in the same place. The small monk was surrounded in the middle.

"what treasure is it?"

as he tried to inject his magic power into the small shield in front of him, he spoke in horror, and then released his divine sense to search for the body of the flying sword.

as like as two peas of a flying sword, the air was completely different, and the air was almost the same. It was not a virtual body at all. But just now there was only one...