"What do you think of this sword?"
The old man held the sword and shouted,"this is a senior true treasure. There is a Dragon carved on it, and the soul of a flood Dragon is stored inside. It is called the Dragon slaying sword!"
"Good! Good treasure!"
Tang Hao's eyes brightened. The more senior true treasures he had, the better. He could use them to self-destruct when necessary, and he could give them to the Taoist masters when he had no use for them.
"Fellow Daoist, catch it!" The old man directly threw the sword over.
Tang Hao's morale was boosted when he received it. He charged forward for some distance.
Then, he laid down on the ground, looking like he was about to die.
"Senior, I can't do it again! Just you wait, I'm going to burn another mouthful of blood essence. " Tang Hao patted his chest and ignited a mouthful of blood essence. Then, he charged forward again.
"Fellow Daoist! Hurry up!"
The old man excitedly shouted and cheered.
