"Clang!"
Lu Benwei held the Ancient Sword of Clarity and clashed with the evil sword like iron.
The evil spirit was very powerful, tearing Lu Benwei's thumb and forefinger. However, Lu Benwei was calm and fearless, and the more he fought, the more brave he became.
This evil sword was very strange. Every time it was swung, it would make a whimpering sound, like a ghost crying.
"Who exactly are you?" after a confrontation, Lu Benwei pulled some distance away from the evil spirit and asked in a deep voice.
"Let me out, and I'll tell you!" The evil spirit sneered.
"Dream on!"
Lu Benwei swung his sword and slashed out a peerless sword qi that contained a trace of the power of judgment.
The evil spirit was shocked. Evil beings had the most supreme power of judgment.
"Puff!"
The evil spirit spat out a large ball of demonic qi as if it was coughing out black blood. Then, its body trembled violently, both in pain and anger.
