The flying sword that Chen Tai Zhen had forged was an embryo for an eighth-rank flying sword, and the player's ancient silver small sword clearly could not be of such a high rank.
However, that pure to the extreme sword qi could not be feigned, indeed surpassing any flying sword that Ye Rong had ever seen, even exceeding those few inside the Golden Treasury Water Mansion.
A sword in hand, shatters all laws of the universe!
This ancient silver small sword inexplicably made such a phrase float into Ye Rong's mind.
This player pointed at the Iron Arm Fighting Ape, the ancient silver small sword suddenly accumulated endless sword light, grown from three inches to the usual size of a flying sword. Then, with a whoosh sound, it crossed the distance with only a vague trail of silver sword light left in the air.
