"You don't need to send me off anymore." The 12th sword spoke.
"Have a safe trip." Zhang Yu said.
After leaving the Imperial prison, he walked towards The White Tiger square.
Suddenly.
He stopped and looked down at a certain direction. He stomped his right foot, and a sword Qi shot out from the tip of his foot, shooting down.
Bang! Bang!
The ground exploded, and two figures rushed out. They were ao Lu and ao Xiong.
He looked at them.
Sword 12 narrowed his eyes."A member of the North Sea Dragon race?"
"Who are you?" Ao Lu asked with a cold expression.
They had just escaped from the ninth Prince's residence and were about to use the Dragon Mark jade talisman to break into Inferno hell to rescue their patriarch darknorth when they ran into this fellow.
"The 12th sword."
"The Imperial court?"
"No." The 12th sword shook his head.
"Since you're not, why are you stopping us?"
"This is Xia country, not the North Sea. You shouldn't be here."
