Yang Xiao's heart shook at these words; he never expected that his Second Martial Uncle, who had been sitting motionless, was because his legs were severed, and the one who did it was the Sword Lord!
"Show me the sword." The voice of the usually calm Second Demon Taoist trembled.
Daoist Mingyue received the ring-headed saber and placed it in a large copper tray, squatted down, drew open the curtain, and sent the sword inside.
Seizing the moment when the curtain was pulled open, Yang Xiao stealthily glanced inside, yet still couldn't clearly see his Second Demon Uncle. It was hazy inside, as if obscured by some mysterious force, and he could only make out a vague silhouette of a tall, thin person.
Tall and thin, because even when the Second Demon Uncle was seated, his height was almost similar to Senior Brother Qingfeng.
