Zhang Muchen cupped his fists and said, "I'm Zhang Muchen!"

Lin He also clasped his fists and said, "Lin He!"

"Please!" As Zhang Muchen spoke, he had already taken out a magic weapon from his sleeve.

The magic weapon is a small black sword.

Very compact.

This small sword was carried by Zhang Muchen close to his body and was always maintained with his own body temperature and essence.

This little sword is called the Thunder Sword!

Lin He wore a Sumeru Ring on his finger, and he also took out a magic weapon from the Sumeru Ring.

It was also a small sword, but the color of the sword was completely red.

There are also runes engraved on it...

Chen Yang had sharp eyes and immediately saw that these runes were not simple.

This small sword has been blessed by an expert...

It's obviously Chen Tianya's handiwork.

"Hey, Zhang Muchen's cultivation level was originally not as good as Lin He's. Now his magic weapon is also far inferior, so he will definitely lose!" Chen Yang thought to himself.

Before the two men were about to start a fight, Chen Yihan spoke again: "Lin He, don't take his life!"

"Yes, young master!" Lin He replied.

The scene before them was very novel and incredible for Qin Yunshuang and Luo Tianyao.

The world they live in is a world of high martial arts. They also know that magic exists in the world, but they have never encountered a magic master.

Now, they finally met a master of cultivation in this ancient east.

And soon, they are about to witness a huge competition in magic power between master practitioners.

Lin He and Zhang Muchen both had serious expressions on their faces.

The next second, the two of them were running their magic together.
Chapter completed!