"No, nothing." Qin Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

Fang Yu ignored Qin Lang and pulled the last layer of black cloth on the blade.

The true face of this sword was finally revealed!

Seeing this sword, Qin Lang's face changed.

It is different from the peerless magic weapon he imagined.

Fang Yu was holding a broken sword in his hand, with only one-half of the blade remaining and the cracks were uneven.

The sword body is rusty, especially the hilt, which has oxidized and turned black.

Due to rust, the blade of the broken sword looked dull and had no sharpness at all.

The broken sword reappeared at the light of day and did not make any sound.

It looks more like waste being disposed of at will.

"this……"

Qin Lang was stunned.

Qin Wudao attached so much importance to him that what he sent him from all the way was such a rusty broken sword!?

"It can still be used, it is well preserved." Fang Yu played with the broken sword, his eyes full of smiles.

After a while, he put the broken sword into his storage bag and walked out of the door.

"Master Fang, Master Fang, where are you going?" Qin Lang came to his senses and asked.

"I have been left with the sword for too long, so I have to use it and swing it, otherwise it will be ruined." Fang Yu said.

"Where are you going to practice swordsmanship? I'll go with you!" Qin Lang said with a straight face.

Having seen Fang Yu's superb swordsmanship, he wanted to learn something from Fang Yu.
Chapter completed!