There are not many swordsmen still wielding swords.

The sword cultivator who couldn't draw his sword didn't leave the city, he just died here.

Those people are all his senior brothers, senior uncles, and senior uncles... But at this moment, most of them are already dead.

Yu Xiyi's eyes were filled with tears. In the past few years, he had spent more time in the world than in the Sword Sect. He had not seen these people a few times, but this did not mean that there was no affection between them.

The leader of the Sword Sect held out his sword, and then he took the time to say, "How's the situation in the General's Mansion?"

Yu Xiyi calmed down his emotions and briefly explained what happened there.

The leader of the Sword Sect smiled slightly, "So we can still win?"

Yu Xiyi said: "I never wanted to lose."

The leader of the Sword Sect smiled, cheered up a bit, and said with a smile: "Since you are here, then block some big monsters for me. My sword has not been able to move freely for a long time."

Yu Xiyi nodded.

"By the way...you guy, save some strength and don't die here. The Sword Sect may need you to watch over you tomorrow."

The leader of the Sword Sect stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the sword's edge and said: "After all, when it comes to using the sword, you still have to beat me."

This is probably the most relaxing time in the life of the Sword Sect leader.

Yu Xiyi muttered: "The sect leader just took up more time to practice swordsmanship."

The Sword Sect leader laughed heartily.

The next moment, a majestic sword light rose from the sky.

At the same time, another sword light with a slightly weaker but equally majestic momentum appeared and followed closely.
Chapter completed!