In this game, Chen Bufan was obviously at a disadvantage.

But it doesn't involve winning or losing.

Because Chen Bufan was not injured, he just didn't have Feng Canyun's skills.

That's all.

"Boy, you're almost there, but you can play a good fight. It's so comfortable to have a chess match." Feng Canyun laughed loudly, unruly.

"The good show is still coming, I don't know what you are happy with." Chen Bufan took Xuanyuan in his hand.

"Come on, let you see my weapon." Feng Canyun pulled out a long sword for some reason.

The blade is blue in color, which is no different from the ordinary long sword shape, and is similar.

But the long sword is extremely violent, as if it has a demonic aura. Once it is taken out, it gives people a deep fear and a lot of pressure.

Chen Bufan still felt very palpitations when he reached such a state.

"Boom!" The heavy rain was like a rush, and the lightning and thunder were even more unscrupulous, as if the sky had opened a big hole, pouring out the surging river.

"Boy, can you admit it?"

"This is..." Chen Bufan hesitated and was not sure.

Because this knife is not inferior to the Xuanyuan Sword at all.

It is also a product of the same period and has a close relationship with the Xuanyuan Sword.

Disappeared for thousands of years.

"I guess you should have guessed it?" Feng Canyun was slightly proud and gently stroked the long knife, just like a peerless beauty, as caring as if she was so caring.

"It is called Minghong Dao. When the Xuanyuan Huangdi Golden Sword was released, the raw materials remained. The high temperature had not dissipated at that time, and the cooling was self-shaped."

"Because the sword intent is too strong, it will retaliate against the sword holder. When Xuanyuan is about to destroy it, Minghong's sword turns into a cloud magpies and disappears into the sky."

"It is also a mythical thing, no worse than Xuanyuan."
Chapter completed!