The situation at Changping couldn't be delayed. With such a fast-flying magic weapon, it was naturally faster than flying on a sword. Even though Wang Hao was a little unhappy, he couldn't say anything.
The disciples of the Sword Sect cheered when they saw that he had no objections. They boarded the spiritual boat and looked around curiously.
It wasn't that other sects didn't use flying magic weapons, but whether it was in terms of size, appearance, or speed, they weren't as good as Ye Xuan's 'A Leaf Skiff'.
Their grand exit from the city had attracted everyone's attention. Many people raised their heads to look at the shadow that quickly passed by, and their eyes revealed a look of surprise.
"What a fast speed! What kind of flying magic weapon is this?"
"A sect that can use such a flying magic weapon must be extremely wealthy."
