"I don't need it!"
"Swordsman!" The old man said indifferently."A swordsman just needs to be pure!"
"You're still too stubborn ... But it's your own path. It's your own path. It might suit you more!"
The Grandmaster didn't say much. Some people were like this, firm in their own beliefs, and dedicated themselves to walking their own path.
He did not care about any foreign Dao, no matter how strong it was ... This kind of person would either be a failure or be successful.
Whether longevity swordsman could catch up from behind and surpass some people to become the next level Seven venerable sovereign of neo martial artists ... No one could be sure, nor could they deny it.
Zhi Zun didn't say anything more and quickly said,"Go and find Empyrean terminus and the others."
"To see the Silver Moon King?"
"No need ... I just want to get rid of some trouble!"
