Yunxiao frowned and said,'you know about this sword, too? Or do you know his background?"
Lu Huafeng's eyes flashed with a hint of struggle, but he still replied honestly, yes, this sword was once owned by my family's ancestor. There are records of it in the ancient books.
"What?"
Yunxiao was taken aback. The answer was too surprising.
Lu Huafeng's body trembled at this moment, and all kinds of expressions appeared in his eyes, as if he was trying to break free from his restraints.
Yunxiao's face paled, and cold sweat broke out on both sides of his temples. It was extremely difficult for him to control an eighth-tier Alchemist with his ability, but Lu Huafeng had just finished refining a furnace of turtle snake purple jade pills, and his soul power had been greatly damaged. Coupled with the fact that he had lost his mind due to the shock of Lu Huafeng's strength, he had been struck by the eye technique.
