From the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword emanated an unbeatable aura!
The ghost claw directly grabbed the blade of the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword. The next moment, thick white smoke appeared on the ghost claw, and the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword started trembling frantically.
It seemed to be using its own spiritual power to fight against the erosion of the ghost claw.
"What is this?!"
The voice was somewhat urgent, and the extended ghost claw was withdrawn after touching the Xuanyuan Wooden Sword, actually bleeding.
The bloody appearance made it look even more hideous.
"Xuanyuan Sword!" Yin Changli exclaimed excitedly.
He hadn't expected the Xuanyuan Sword given by Li Changqing to have such power.
But at this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword fell to the ground with a thud, leaving a ghost claw imprint on it.
"Ah!"
Yin Changli quickly picked it up, looking at the imprint left on the wooden sword, understanding that the Xuanyuan Sword, although it blocked the ghost claw, was also eroded.
