But Shen Wen'an felt that the other party was not from the Western Wilderness Barbarian Race.
A moment ago, when one of them shattered his Sword Aura, an eerie and unsettling cold aura was unintentionally emitted from them.
Could this power be the source of the Centipede Leader's constant agitation?
Shen Wen'an pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his Sword Point.
A faint golden light emerged from his fingertip, gradually forming a three-inch golden sword.
As the Sword Element Power surged within him, the Dragon Soul Magical Sword gradually floated above his head, pointing directly toward where the four were located.
Strands of Sword Qi separated from the Dragon Soul Magical Sword, quickly forming one Sword Qi phantom after another around him!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of long sword phantoms formed from Spiritual Qi densely pointed forward in front of him.
Shen Wen'an waved his hand!
The long swords instantly pierced through the night sky, flying forward!
