"Where did you get the sword? Mine is also a high grade sword. " Mo Dachang said.
"The old master gave it to me. Therefore, I, Yan Beitian, can kill a martial artist of the same level as you with this sword. Are you convinced?" Yan Beitian threw his head back and laughed.
"Master, can you also give me such a treasured saber?" Mo Dachang asked.
"Of course you can. People like Li Liao, Dongfang Ming, and Luo Yiwu are all equipped with this saber." Tang Wen said.
"This is nothing, look at this vest ..." Luo Yiwu threw away his outer robe, revealing his bulletproof vest as he entered the arena,"give mo Dachang a knife and let him cut."
Mo Dachang leaped up and pulled out a knife from the knife rack in the training ground to slash at Luo Yiwu.
Creak ...
Luo Yiwu was forced to retreat from the impact, but the saber did not manage to hurt him.
Mo Dachang was angry. He increased his strength to 70% and slashed.
