C272 Puppet

"Turn around!"

The anxious Jin Aojue once again formed another seal, but discovered that he had actually lost control of the flying sword.

"This... "This..."

"That's impossible, right?"

Qu Zhantian laughed indifferently, he gently raised his hand, and his flying sword also rose up into the sky, slowly approaching Jin Aojue.

"You used the flying sword that I refined against me