He took out his iron sword and threw it into the sword burial pool.
"Bring me my sword!" The Golden-armored man said.
The rusty iron sword was what he usually used for cultivation, and it had no power to speak of.
He rarely used his true Nirvana sword.
"Your Excellency, please wait!" A few golden-armored soldiers immediately ran back to the outside of the sword burial pool and carried out a four-foot long sword wrapped in black cloth from a carriage.
Compared to ordinary swords, this sword was not only a foot longer, but also extremely heavy.
The four golden-armored soldiers were all late-stage middle star-level experts, but it was extremely difficult for them to carry a single sword.
The four of them staggered as they carried him to the Golden-armored middle-aged man. When they put down their swords, they were all panting from exhaustion.
The Golden-armored middle-aged man tore off the White cloth, revealing an ancient sword that was full of holes.
