What a child.
Enveloped in flames.
Truly like a Demon Child descending to the world!
The Flame Three-Pointed Blade in his hand whirled ferociously.
This was no ordinary weapon.
It was personally refined by the Great Saint Yellow Wind on the Sun Star, combining a myriad of solar essences and Sun Essence Gold over ten thousand years.
Weighing five thousand catties.
The blade's tip split into three prongs in a 'mountain' shape, the middle prong resembling a sword and slightly taller, the side prongs a bit lower, both edges sharp beyond comparison.
At the end of the handle was a triangular iron pommel.
With the blade in hand.
"Hey!"
Stabbing and twisting.
Truly skilled and fiercely brave.
The young child, as a Combat General, effortlessly overwhelmed General Gongsun Qi, causing him to continuously retreat without the power to resist.
"Haha!"
"Gongsun Xiao'er, you can't even defeat a child, why not go home and suckle instead!"
