The words had barely left his mouth.
When the sword light danced and spiraled in the air, lunging straight at one of the cultivators!
"It's a magical treasure! The enemy has a magical treasure on them, be careful, don't be careless!"
The first cultivator to bear the brunt was a long-haired sub-human, a man.
He clasped his hands together and directly grabbed Lin Yuan's longsword with his bare hands, and in the next moment, he was forced to retreat continuously by the flying sword.
He let out a loud shout, prepared to destroy the opponent's weapon with his ice and fire spiritual power.
But suddenly, the tip of the sword burst forth with blazing light, causing such pain in his eyes...
He screamed, only managing to throw his weapon away.
He bellowed, "Be careful, his magical treasure is despicable, don't look directly at his flying sword!"
As the words fell, Zhou Bingbing had already charged forward.
With an effortless grip.
An ice sword formed in the palm of her hand.
