C334 Regret

Hearing that, Ye Xiang directly threw the fifth-grade Soul Tool Sword he was holding to the confused Xu Lin.

"Shua!"

The long sword drew a long illusory tail in the air like a stream of light that had been traced back to a thousand years, and flew straight towards Xu Lin's side.

Xu Lin immediately extended his hand and grabbed the longsword, and then, focused his mind to feel the longsword