Chu Zhiyuan smiled as he took it: "Thank you, Sect Master."
He didn't use Super Sense. With the feeling of a Spirit Venerable, he could sense that this knife was remarkable.
Unlike his previous flying knives, this knife had a unique aura.
He tried to inject Spiritual Essence, and the flying knife instantly became as light as a feather, merging completely with his Heart and Spirit.
With a thought, a beam of light flashed, and the flying knife had already shot out, extraordinarily fast.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at the flying knife suspended in the air and praised, "What a good knife!"
The three of them looked at the flying knife hanging in front of the wall, just an inch away from piercing it, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"What a good sword technique!" Zhang Ji Yuan praised.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It's the knife that's good. Sect Master, what is this knife called?"
