The yin and yang elders each received a blood-red blade from Zhao Hai. The blood-red blade was very thin, and the edge of the blade was blood red. It was as if a blood-devouring demonic beast was squatting there, looking at the person in front of it with its blood-red eyes, ready to jump up and devour him at any time.
The two elders nodded. &Quot; you're indeed very old. I've long heard that the unallowing sect has many demonic blood weapons. I heard that these weapons can absorb the enemy's blood Qi during battle. If it's true, then it's true. &Quot;
&Nbsp; Zhao Hai smiled. &Quot; master, I'll give this saber to you. Each of you will have a saber. In the future, you'll be even more powerful when you face your enemies. &Quot;
