Lin Feng was also severely shaken, a tremendous force sending him flying a thousand feet back, and the Demon Sword in his hand also flew out.
Ah!
Lin Feng grunted, his chest heaving uncontrollably, then a glint of clarity flashed in his eyes.
"What a terrifying Demon Sword!"
Lin Feng regained consciousness, looked towards the Demon Sword that had fallen not far away, a trace of horror flashed through his eyes, feeling a lingering fear in his heart.
Thanks to Yin Qingyuan, although he came to snatch the Demon Sword, he inadvertently helped him, allowing him to avoid this calamity.
Otherwise, over time, it would have been difficult for him to come back to his senses.
Glancing at Yin Qingyuan in the distance, Lin Feng did not stay any longer, he swung his arm, and a surge of air flow wrapped the billion Demon Swords back to him.
Immediately, he stored the Demon Sword in the Storage Ring.
