The masked man was so frightened that he quickly retreated.

Magic weapons kept appearing, and one defensive restriction after another appeared in front of him.

"How, how is it possible?"

"Ji Yan's sword will take form, you, you can do it too? You, aren't you a loser?"

Although the masked man was in the realm of pill formation, he couldn't think of any way to resist when faced with the sword intent that took shape.

The bird flew up to the masked man and screamed.

The sword's intent surged, violently strangling everything.

The masked man's defense was like paper, easily penetrated by the bird's attack.

"boom!"

The bird transformed by the sword's will shrouds the masked man.
Chapter completed!