Tch, in other words, even if she got it, she actually admitted it!!!
The entire audience fell silent.
Suddenly, from the sixth floor above.
"So you really got it...."
The voice came from a platform on the sixth floor.
At this moment, it was Yuwen Huaji standing there.
That day, this person was supposed to be seriously injured, even if not dead, he should have been severely wounded. But now he seemed full of vigor, with no signs of injury on him.
Of course, more importantly, behind him, there were two attendants dragging a long-handled broadsword.
This was a Guan Sword.
But it was not ordinary.
The dragon pattern coiled on the blade shone brilliantly, with a fiery red sharpness at the edge, like a True Dragon spitting fire pearls.
"This is the Shanglong Pass."
There is a sword known as Shanglong Pass.
It cuts through iron like mud, with the majestic power of a dragon.
One slash to go through the pass, one dragon to break the mountain!
