C1110 Thirteen of Swords' Enchantment

"Sorry for troubling you, Fellow Daoist."

The Crane Immortal Old Man cupped his hands. He knew that he could only rely on Bai Xiaobei to get out of this place.

"Sorry for the trouble, Brother Bai." The three thousand swords had very weak self-defense abilities. The Sword Cultivator s were all focused on killing and lacked the ability to survive.

Bai Xiaobei took out a small pagoda