With the Hidden Blade drawn, who dares to compete!
Ye Xuan gripped the sword in his right hand, and held the blade in his left.
The terrifying Sword Power and Sword Momentum weighed heavily on Ye Xuan's body.
At this moment, Ye Xuan seemed to transform into a War God, his aura overwhelmingly strong and domineering, almost invincible.
"I never expected the Hidden Blade Sword, which disappeared more than twenty years ago, to reappear."
The old man with gray hair and white beard gasped in shock.
And at this moment.
Standing atop the peak of West Yan Mountain, Liu Canglan's expression changed drastically upon seeing the crimson Sword Light.
"The Hidden Blade Sword of the Ximen Clan... More than twenty years ago, the guy who killed my wife and child... actually gifted such a Divine Weapon to Ye Xuan."
Liu Canglan was exceedingly furious inside, and he said harshly.
"Liu Canglan, today, I will use this sword to chop off your damned head!"
