Zui Baichi saw the black mist approaching his hand bizarrely, having no idea what the black mist was, and was so scared that he wanted to pull back the broken sword in his hand.
But no matter how hard Zui Baichi tried, the broken sword didn't move at all.
Zui Baichi was dumbfounded, and seeing that the black mist was about to cover his hand, he hurriedly pulled it back.
"You, what kind of trick is this?" Zui Baichi was extremely terrified.
Ye Guichen tossed the broken sword onto the ground: "Your title of 'One Sword to the Throat' can be discarded now. Hehe, a swordsman without a sword, is he still a swordsman? Like a person without a soul, merely a walking corpse, do you still wish to fight?"
Zui Baichi's face turned extremely ugly upon hearing this.
Ye Guichen was right.
Once you cultivate the sword, it never leaves your side your whole life.
Once it leaves, it's akin to losing your soul, how can you possibly have any fighting power left?
