"Although our Kunlun Sword Sect does not have deep ties with the Nangong Clan, we are not enemies. Being of the same Huaxia line, we might as well help them."
Kun Xuan looked at the fierce battle situation on the field and said.
"Alright, let's follow the Sect Leader's decision. Besides, I've been wanting to meet these werewolves."
Kun Qingfeng nodded, with Sword Intent stirring around him, his eyes bright and eager to try.
"Alright, then let's fight!"
Kun Xuan shouted coldly, and under the vibration of Gang Power, the long sword behind him automatically unsheathed and fell into Kun Xuan's hand.
It was a deep blue long sword, with the Big Dipper on the blade, belonging to the ancient famous swords of Huaxia, named the "Seven-Star Sword."
Swoosh!
The formless Sword Intent around Kun Xuan burst forth, and on the Seven-Star Sword in his hand, seven stars shone like jewels. In an instant, it charged toward the battlefield of Barrello and Nangong Feng.
