"Sword God senior, I haven't left yet, how do I leave now?" Lin Feng said helplessly.
The Sword God had passed away.
He didn't send him away.
He had been so engrossed in sorrow just now that he forgot to ask the Sword God to send him out.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a bit depressed.
Buzz!
At this moment, the Wushang Sword in Lin Feng's hand shot up into the sky, swiftly flying into the distance.
Lin Feng grabbed the Wushang Sword, being carried by it as he flew towards the distance as well.
"Big brother, don't set me up, alright?" Lin Feng's face turned pale with fright.
Because the Wushang Sword was flying towards the direction of the exit, where three terrifying existences were guarding.
Wouldn't flying over like this cost him his life with a single slap?
Thinking about this, Lin Feng truly felt like crying but had no tears.
Lin Feng hurriedly summoned the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower to protect himself, ready to rush back should things go wrong.
