The sword falls, the sword breaks!

Wang Feng slowly fell from the void and looked at the stunned middle-aged man quietly.

At this time, the middle-aged man's pupils were constricted, and his eyes were staring at the stars in the void. He was shocked by Wang Feng's sword.

This sword is flawless and indestructible.

"Is this sword called the Flying Immortal from Heaven?" It wasn't until a long time later that the middle-aged man looked at Wang Feng and asked.

Wang Feng nodded. He was a little out of strength at this time. This sword cost at least eight-tenths of his profound energy. If it weren't for the strange state caused by the flowing fireflies on the other side, he could quickly absorb this divine drop from the ancient land.

He was afraid that he had exhausted his profound energy at this time.

"Did you create it?"

"No, it was created by our sect elder Ye Gucheng! Our Immortal Sect currently has three sword masters. Each of them has created his own set of swordsmanship. Each set is no worse than this sword!" Wang Feng shook his head.

He shook his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!