Those weak Nascent Soul Stage only felt that they had become swords and people attacked by Chu Yi.

"Look at the big Buddha stone statue!"

There were three golden Buddha statues in the Golden Hall, which suddenly flew up, and the incense energy turned into a long sword, holding a sharp sword to fight.

"Even Buddha statues are affected?"

One by one, they could no longer sit still. They finally understood that even though Chu Yi was weak now, his realm was no less than them, or even more than them.

The Buddha statue holds a sword, the dragon turns into a sword, and the tiger holds a sword...

Chu Yi carried his back with one hand and set off his sword with the other.

Taoist Ba Qi's face turned pale in an instant. The long sword in his hand was uncontrollably out of his hand, and turned the tip of the sword towards him.

"How could this happen?" He just felt that he would become the sword in the other party's hand and cut off himself.

"The great way is facing the sky, and the sword is the king's way?"
Chapter completed!