There were rays of brilliant light surging above.
"come over!"
Zhou Heng waved his hand and was about to control the Xuanwu Sword.
However, the Xuanwu Sword did not respond to his call.
Instead, he avoided him from a distance.
"What? You still want to compete with me?"
Zhou Heng had obviously seen through Xuanwu Sword's thoughts.
“Buzz!”
The Xuanwu Sword hummed softly, and suddenly a bright light shone, slashing down towards Zhou Heng.
"Hmph, come here!"
Zhou Heng snorted coldly and spread out his hands, and a ray of light swallowed the Xuanwu Sword.
“Swish!”
But this ray of light is completely useless.
The Xuanwu Sword just chopped down and directly split his brilliance into two.
"Hmph, purple air is coming from the east!"
Zhou Heng snorted and directly circulated his innate purple energy.
His whole body was instantly surrounded by this innate purple energy.
Just like a god of war, he stood there, looking at the Xuanwu Sword coldly.
His momentum was so strong that the Xuanwu Sword couldn't help but stop.
"Mist Hidden Sand!"
Zhou Heng threw the Mist Sand towards the Xuanwu Sword again.
Control it in an instant.
"I want to see what's so strange about you!"
Zhou Heng saw that even though the Xuanwu Sword was controlled by the sand, it was still shaking.
It piqued his interest.
His figure flashed, and with the surge of spiritual consciousness, he directly arrived at the sword body of the Xuanwu Sword.
"call!"
The sword was surrounded by mist.
It’s like being in fairyland.
The spiritual energy is even under your feet, lingering.
Zhou Heng couldn't help but be amazed: "Is this the inside of the sword? It's like a fairyland."
"This is a world of its own! You call it a fairyland, and that makes sense."
At this moment, an old voice came from this illusory space.
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