As he spoke, a sword energy slowly gathered in Zhang Wangqing's hand, and then his hand shook slightly!

Tear!!

Rags were flying all over the sky and falling from the sky.

The long sword also finally manifested itself.

The three-foot green front is as thin as a cicada's wing, shimmering with frost and reflecting the cold light.

The entire long sword is pure white, like a square of autumn snow, and just one look at it seems to make people forget their emotions.

But Su Changge captured a piece of information.

"Tianshan Divine Sword Sect?"

That was something he made up at random. In the end, his teacher was from this sect.

In the end, before disappearing, the teacher said that if he met someone from the Tianshan Divine Sword Sect.

If you don't break the opponent's bones, don't call him his student!

Su Changge shook his head and smiled.
Chapter completed!