As for another magic sword, the scabbard is black and has an elegant form, it has a greater reputation.

Hundreds of years ago, famous heroes from all over the world gathered with Huashan to talk about martial arts and swords. One of them emerged from nowhere, overwhelmed the heroes and won the title of "the world's number one sword".

This person is Xie Tian, ​​the founder of Divine Sword Villa and the first ancestor of the Xie family.

Later, many masters of the Divine Sword Villa emerged in all dynasties. Every owner of the manor was a famous swordsman in the world, but no one was as qualified to wear Xie Tian's Divine Sword.

Until Xie Xiaofeng appeared.

When he held the black-scabbed ancient sword symbolizing the glory of the Divine Sword Villa again, Xie Xiaofeng's expression was complicated and finally turned into a long sigh.

Xia Yunmo picked up Yan Shisan's sword and said, "The magic sword is in hand, let's go."

Xie Xiaofeng pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

As soon as the words came to an end, the man was like a flying sword, and his black robe was floating, and the man had disappeared.

Xia Yunmo's toes point a little, and a white light swayed in the air, and he had disappeared into the lingering clouds.

"Divine Sword Villa, on Cuiyun Peak, who is the best in black robe and white robe?" Xie Xiaoyu looked at the two of them from afar and murmured softly.
Chapter completed!