The sound of the ground being torn apart was extremely loud.

He held the hilt of the sword and slowly drew out the sword.

The dim sword body has no violent sword energy and is simple and unpretentious.

But with just one glance, Lord Jingwu seemed to know something.

His eyes widened and he pointed at the sword, his voice trembling.

"This sword..."

"It's the Death Dragon Sword!"

Bai Ye said calmly.

"Death...Death Dragon Sword??"

Lord Jingwu's expression has completely frozen.

He never expected that this man's sword was actually the Death Dragon Sword!

No wonder he couldn't see through this sword before...

But soon, Lord Jingwu came back to his senses. He took a deep breath, adjusted his turbulent state of mind, and said solemnly again: "But even if this is the case, what can you do? Even if you have the Death Dragon Sword, it will not help.

, your soul level is too low and you cannot exert the true power of the Death Dragon Sword. You are like a child holding a giant sword. Although this giant sword is very lethal, you cannot swing it!"

"Yeah?"

Bai Ye said calmly and moved his fingers.

Suddenly, the blade of the Death Dragon Sword erupted with a terrifying halo.

The face of Lord Jingwu changed instantly, and before he could move, he saw the sword body rushing out of the sword, and it filled the entire cliff hall like a torrent.

Lord Jingwu was stunned.

He stared blankly at the Death Dragon Sword Power that surrounded him, and it took a long time before he murmured something.
Chapter completed!