Li Fuyao loosened his black hair and whispered: "Senior, this is your sword."

Bai Zhihan shook his head, "This is your sword."

He added, "Lend me to use it."

Li Fuyao didn't say anything anymore, but just took two steps back.

Bai Zhihan looked at the black hair, took a step forward, and reached out to hold the black hair.

In an instant.

A sword sounded across the sky.

If the sound of the sword to Qingqiu can be heard by everyone in the world, and it can also convey a message that the swordsmen in the world will go somewhere.

Then Bai Zhihan's sword sound only has one meaning.

That's when I'm back!

who I am?

I am Bai Zhihan, I am the last sword embryo in the world, and I am the strongest swordsman in the Tower Realm that year.

So when I stand here, no matter who it is, I should retreat.

When I want to kill someone, no matter who it is, I will die.

Bai Zhihan held the black hair and an unprecedented powerful sword energy emerged from him.

So at this moment, this sword embryo from six thousand years ago, climbed the tower realm swordsman.

Come back.

The last sword embryo in the world made an extremely strange move, which was to lift a sword and cut a gully on the ground.
Chapter completed!