”no, lower the sword!”
zhang tianlong looked at ye hanxin and the way the nangong cherished the sword, shook his head and pointed out his voice.
he is not the kind of person who likes to meddle, but because he also has the intention to help nangong cherish soft progress.
”huh?”
the south palace cherishes the soft and the leaf ld heart listens, turns his head, looks at zhang tianlong.
”our lord. that's how the sword came out. ”
ye hanxin looked at zhang tianlong, some puzzled voice asked.
after all the battles, zhang tianlong will not doubt zhang tianlong's intuition. it was only that although her practice was a little worse than that of the lord god of their swords, the movement of the sword would never be worse than that of her.
”can you pare with her?”
zhang tianlong only asked with a slight disdain, although he was not very good at making swords, but there were not a hundred or dozens of sword masters who had fought each other, and he had reached a very keen level of intuition.
”they have perfected their sword**anship, which you can pare with?”
although he did