"Javert, how fast can you fly?"

"I can only fly it to sir."

Yan Zixiu's Ruyi Protective Formation was always with him, so he was not afraid of what Javert might do.

He let go of Javert: "Fly away and let me take a look, but don't think about escaping."

As soon as the rope that bound the immortals was slightly loosened, his spiritual power was restored. But the rope was still hanging loosely around Javert's body.

This ferocious man was a little entangled in his heart. On the one hand, he was wondering if he could escape, but on the other hand, he was afraid of being caught up with the immortal rope again.

Because this bundle of fairy rope was so weird, they were tied up without even realizing what was happening.

He thought about it and decided he still didn't dare to take the risk.

"Sir, if I want to fly with my sword, I need you to return the spiritual weapon to me."

Yan Zixiu took out Javert's spiritual sword from the storage bag and threw it to him.

Javert made a move with his hand, and the spiritual sword floated into the air. He jumped on it and flew far away in an instant.
Chapter completed!