C2083 The Iron Hand Trap
"Whoosh!"
Just as Qin Yuan was trembling, the short sword lying in the Wooden Box suddenly shook and flew towards him. Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment. He quickly grabbed the hilt of the broken sword and held it tightly in the wooden box in front of him. He was shocked. "Could it be a legendary spiritual weapon?"
While Qin Yuan was overwhelmed with shock, Sunn Lizheng, who was in front of him