"But that is not my All in One Sword."
What did this statement mean?
Jing Jiu had just admitted that what Jian Xilai comprehended and learned was the essence of the All in One Sword passed down from the founding grandmasters; why did he make such a statement now?
It was deathly quiet on the long street, and so was the sky. The rainfall halted and the clouds ceased moving, and the people didn't even dare to breathe.
Was it possible that Jing Jiu's sword work had already surpassed the founding grandmasters of the Green Mountain Sect? Or at least he thought so?
The Elder Sun felt it absurd and attempted to laugh, but he restrained himself from doing it. It was because he was the Immortal Jing Yang and Peng Lang showed a great deal of awe and respect in his eyes.
Jian Xilai didn't laugh either. He looked at the countless raindrops halting in heaven and earth with squinting eyes.
