"Damn it." Xiao Yi shouted coldly, "Give me more."

Xiao Yi was just heartbroken.

However, at this moment, the Leng Yan Sword flashed with light, and the cold white light became brighter and brighter.

"How much?"

In my heart, an inexplicable voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh? Sword Spirit?" Xiao Yi was startled, but before he could think about it, he shouted in his mind, "All of them."

"All?" The inexplicable voice in my heart showed surprise.

"Even the powerful late-stage Wuji Realm masters with profound cultivation would not dare to take all the power within the Leng Yan Sword."

"Not to mention your low cultivation level? Not to mention that your body is so seriously injured now. Do you want your body to be exploded directly?"

Xiao Yi felt cold in his heart, "Now, I am the one who controls the Leng Yan Sword."

"And I said, all of it."

The voice in Xiao Yi's heart was extremely cold.

"That's up to you." The inexplicable voice was neither salty nor bland.

boom…

Within the Leng Yan Sword, a monstrous force poured out instantly.

Xiao Yi's aura also surged in an instant, almost overwhelming the momentum, instantly suppressing the young man's aura.
Chapter completed!