Next was a longsword, translucent as if carved from ice crystals. Its blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, yet it emanated a bone-chilling cold that froze even the surrounding Evil Qi into frost.
There was also a long saber, red as blood. The blade was wide and thick, its edge glinting with a dark golden light. The spine of the blade was engraved with ancient flame runes, and its hilt was wrapped in Red Dragon Sinew. To hold it was like grasping a raging fire.
Magma seemed to flow within the blade, and its every tremor caused the surrounding Evil Qi to ignite.
What caught Xu Yunfan's eye the most was a pair of giant, ink-black hammers. The hammerheads were carved with patterns of mountains and waves, and the handles were wrapped in Jiao Dragon Sinew.
And then there was the longbow.
