"Clang!"
He took two steps forward, came to the front of the ancient sword, and immediately pulled it up with one hand.
"Hmm?"
In mid-air, Jian Qi, Yan Shu, and Zhuo Hao were still engaged in a fierce battle.
But when the sound of Mo Wangchen drawing the sword reached their ears, the trio instinctively looked over.
Suddenly, their expressions changed, as they never expected there to be a fourth person hidden here!
"Mo Wangchen?"
Jian Qi was the first to react, squinting his eyes as he threw a penetrating gaze from below the ground at Mo Wangchen, who had already obtained the ancient sword.
"It's him! How could he appear here?" Both Yan Shu and Zhuo Hao frowned, ceasing their engagement with Jian Qi.
"Put down the ancient sword and leave this place."
In mid-air, Jian Qi stood with his sword, gazing at Mo Wangchen. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke.
"I want this sword."
