Meng Changsheng, who was playing chess, glanced at Feng Lin, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately snatched the iron piece away.

He observed carefully, with a burst of ecstasy on his face, "It is indeed the White Emperor's Holy Sword. You have found the treasure."

"Is it very powerful?" Feng Lin asked strangely.

"That's right! This is called the best sword in China."

Meng Changsheng explained: "It is rumored that this was passed down from the ancient sect, the Holy Sword Sect, and was later learned by a wizard. He established another sect called the White Sword Sect."

"White Sword Sect?"

Feng Lin's eyes widened. He had saved Su Yi from the White Sword Sect several times.

"Yes, the White Sword Sect was considered a great sect back then and could compete with the Qiankun Sect. However, with the disappearance of the founder, it has declined. To put it harshly, it is now garbage."

Meng Changsheng handed the iron piece to Feng Lin, "See how the fit is? If you can learn it, it will greatly improve you."

"good!"

Feng Lin studied the above method carefully.

After careful study, Feng Lin became more and more shocked. Before, he thought it was a sword technique, just like Jinguji Akihui's fighting method.

But upon further research, it was Edgeworth.

To understand it simply, the Qi bursting out of the body can be transformed into the shape of a sword.

Thereby increasing attack power and piercing power.

No wonder the second master is so excited, this is simply a magical skill.

Ordinary people's Qi bursts out and is suppressed.

To put it simply, it's like a slap in the face.

Now he can turn Qi into the shape of a dagger.

With the same force, the puncture damage caused by a dagger is far greater than that of a slap.

At this moment, Feng Lin's cell phone rang again.

He found that it was Alice's phone number.

Suddenly, Feng Lin's expression condensed.
Chapter completed!