Like the Tianhe Sword Sect... it is a hole in the head...

As for what we need to rely on Lu Dongxuan's sword as a sustenance...

Since you are learning the Pure Yang Dao, if you can't even get your master's sword, where did you learn your Taoism?

You know, they have left six flying swords in this small world!

Top of Mount Hua.

Zhao Yang, who bought Fei Jian, directly destroyed the sword scripture, which had no words left.

Afterwards, I saw someone pressing the evil intention between my eyebrows.

The next second, countless bronze inscriptions exploded from their bodies and began to pour into the evil sword body.

Countless lights and shadows surge out.

The spirituality of evil intentions begins to grow almost visible to the naked eye.

The magical splendor of swords began to grow from the first three inches.

One foot.

Two feet.

Three feet...

It only slows down until it grows to about a meter.

The buzzing sword kept ringing, and the evil intentions kept trembling. With its sharpness, a sword seal was drawn between Zhao Yang's eyebrows.

Sword Seal!

The inherited sword seal of the Pure Yang series!

With this sword seal, he is considered to be the true inherited disciple of Lu Dongxuan!

"Huh...this is...over?"

Feeling the two sword seals on the eyebrows began to conflict, Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!