It was made by Feng Shaoyu's grandfather himself. This is simply incredible and unimaginable.

"It's broken..."

The elders of Hidden Sword Villa in Tianque, as well as a group of young leaders, all had dark faces.

"How the hell is this possible!"

Zao Wuji was stunned on the spot and uttered a curse word, feeling an unimaginable shock in his heart.

Gu Zijing opened her mouth slightly and was speechless. This was really weird.

From his perspective, he couldn't tell what the reason was.

Turning around, his eyes met Jiang Yunting's. The other party shook his head, not knowing why and in disbelief.

It’s over!

Feng Shengling was dumbfounded. His face was pale and his legs and feet were trembling.

This is the sword that Grandpa made with his own hands. It took hundreds of years to successfully make it, but it was actually broken by Nirvana himself in full view of the public.

This would not only be a slap in his grandfather's face, the entire Hidden Sword Villa would be greatly affected, and its reputation would be greatly affected.

"Oh my god, what's going on?"

"The Tiangang Sword actually broke. How come it broke when it was perfectly fine? This is the Shuangyao Saint Weapon!"

"I can't understand it, it's so weird."

"That's outrageous!"

After waking up, the entire viewing platform exploded, and endless noises continued to sound.

Good guy!

The young man in white, Yun Feng, was dumbfounded and exclaimed several good guys in succession.

Feng Shaoyu opened his mouth wide and was completely stunned. He looked at the bare hilt and was dumbfounded.

Lin Yun looked at the other party coldly and said: "The swords made by your grandfather are rubbish, and the swords made by your Sword Hidden Villa are rubbish. Why do you ask me? Is this enough?"

"I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting your grandfather, and the entire Hidden Sword Villa. What I'm saying is that everything is rubbish!"

"That's why I want to borrow swords, both supreme holy swords and furnace-baked swords."

"The sword you forged at Hidden Sword Villa is not worthy! Feng Shaoyu, this is my reason, is it enough?"

Snap!

Lin Yun's words were like a storm, like slaps in the face, mercilessly slapped on Feng Shaoyu's face.

Feng Shaoyu's face was pale, he was extremely aggrieved from being slapped, and he was so angry that his whole body was about to explode.

How domineering he was before, how miserable he is now!

Why?

Isn't it enough that your grandfather is trash?

Lin Yun looked at Feng Shaoyu, who was obviously panicked, and shouted in a cold voice: "Don't think I have a temper, give me shameless things, is that enough?"
Chapter completed!