On the table was a bronze short sword.
The short sword was rusty and looked ordinary. There was no sword intent or sword qi hidden within it.
However, Wang Jian did not underestimate this short sword.
On the contrary, his eyes shone with a terrifying light.
The Sword Thearch suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Luoyang."From the looks of it, this sword wasn't forged by Cult Master Chen. I wonder if Cult Master Chen has gained any enlightenment from it? Could it be that Chief Yan cultivates sword techniques because you are the master of the sword path, Cult Master Chen?"
Chen Luoyang had an indifferent expression on his face.
However, he had been staring at Wang Jian.
When he heard the other party's words, his tightened heartstrings finally relaxed by half.
Wang Jian had probably never seen this bronze short sword before.
The heavens had taken pity on him, and Head Cult Master Chen was about to break out in a cold sweat.
