"Bah, bah, bah..."

The small sword passed through each tree without any hindrance, as if it was passing through the shadow of the tree.

Wherever it passed, trees exploded to pieces.

Chu Zhiyuan was even more surprised. It seemed that it had already blown the trees to pieces without using any force at all.

This power is far beyond imagination.

After playing for a while, Chu Zhiyuan reluctantly took back the small sword.

When the sword is activated, two small characters vaguely appear in the pattern, named "Thunder".

Such a light little sword is actually named Thunder.

But considering its speed and power, the name seems to fit.

Chu Zhiyuan held the small sword in his hand and shook his head with emotion.

Among the many flying swords, it is the real flying sword.

After thinking for a while, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, activating a certain technique in the Yuxu Sword Sutra.

The small sword in his hand slowly faded away, as if a clear sword shadow was reflected in the clear cold pool.

Chu Zhiyuan gently pressed it towards the Dantian.

It penetrates into the Dantian.

A small sword appeared in the vortex of Dantian, which was the Thunder Sword.

This is right, this is the real flying sword.

…

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the black iron sign.

The black iron plate looks ordinary, with no strange patterns and ordinary material.

But the fact that it can stay and not be corroded and disappeared by the evil spirit is enough to prove that it is extraordinary.
Chapter completed!