Zhou Xuanji took out the two swords and examined them closely.
The Holy Light Redemption Sword was a golden sword. Its blade was quite wide, and there was a pair of feathered wings at the quillon, making it look quite imposing. Zhou Xuanji could not help but wonder if this really was a sword of redemption.
After all, he felt that it was incredibly destructive.
As for the Snakeskin Sword, the blade had snakeskin-like patterns and the hilt was a bit curved, making it look like part of a black snake's body.
Zhou Xuanji stepped onto the Snakeskin Sword and started to fly while holding the Holy Light Redemption Sword.
The others noticed the noise coming from his direction.
"Those two swords seem to be new," Han Shenbo said out of curiosity. One could tell at a glance that the Holy Light Redemption Sword was no ordinary sword.
Xiao Jinghong nodded and smiled, "Today, Revered Teacher turns 22 years old."
