"I wouldn't have dared to ask, but it's exactly what I wanted."
Yang Jing took the Demon-slaying Sword from his Storage Bag.
"Wait, you're going to use that Demon-slaying Sword for Magical Combat?"
Li Weixin was alarmed. He knew Zhang Peishan's Power was considerable and feared that Yang Jing's overconfidence would cause him to crash and burn.
"I also have the Canglang Sword, but my Magical Power is too low to refine it."
Yang Jing drew the Demon-slaying Sword and held it level. Having been an Independent Cultivator, it would be unwise for him to reveal a Flying Sword. As for the Canglang Sword—the one he could openly admit to owning—it was one of the finest Tier One Flying Swords and required at least a Late Stage Qi Cultivation to refine.
So for now, the only weapon he could openly use was the Demon-slaying Sword.
Zhang Peishan immediately activated his Magical Artifact, first conjuring a golden Spiritual Light to shield his body.
