Over the canyon, a simple sword flew from a distance. Wherever it passed, the swords retreated, like a king coming.
This scene attracted everyone's attention to this ancient sword.
Everyone is smart, and they can all guess that this sword must be the holy weapon.
After all, only swords above the Saint Weapon level can make thousands of swords surrender.
For a moment, everyone's eyes became a little hot, staring at this ancient sword, their eyes full of excitement and desire.
However, no one dared to snatch it.
Because this sword was flying in the direction of Xiao Yun.
That was Dugu Qiufei, the top swordsman genius on the Xuanzang list. He had even caused a great loss to Jun Xiaoyao, the Supreme Body before.
Everyone present, except for Jun Xiaoyao, Qin Jian, Qin Bingyue, and Dugu Baitian, I am afraid that no one else has the confidence to deal with Xiao Yun. Even Ao Wushuang and Jian Yi will have to step aside.
Others are even less likely to be Xiao Yun's opponents.
Therefore, everyone did not dare to seize the food from the tiger's mouth. They could only stand and watch sadly not far away, hoping that they would have good luck and reap the benefits later.