Ye Linglong suppressed the injuries in her body and spoke.

"Thank you."

Li Qingzhi and Hua Feng responded and followed him.

On the side, Tianjian Ruoye followed silently.

Ye Linglong led the way, and the four of them walked towards the sword pool together.

"Heavenly Sword, the battle just now is not like your style."

On the way, Li Qingzhi spoke seriously, "In the end, if you hadn't relied on the suppression of your cultivation to barely deflect Ye Linglong's sword moves, you might even have lost."

He didn't want to rely on his cultivation to overwhelm others, but in the end he still relied on his superiority in cultivation to barely win. Such a hesitant fighting method was not the character of Tianjian at all.

If Tianjian continues like this, its strength will only become weaker and weaker.

"Um."

Tianjian Ruoye nodded silently and did not deny it.

When two people are talking.

Ye Linglong took the three of them to the Ye family's sword-making place.

Jianchi.

The fire was burning fiercely, and there were thousands of swords standing around, each one extremely sharp.

And among the thousands of swords, a blood-red divine sword stood. There were many cracks on the sword, making it look like a broken sword.

Around the entire sword pool, the sound of clanging iron could be heard endlessly. Hundreds of swordsmiths were constantly forging swords. If they didn't suit their liking, they would destroy them immediately.

When the three of them arrived, their eyes were all focused on the divine sword in the middle of the sword pool.

Even a novice like Hua Feng, who knew nothing about swords, could still see that the sword in front of him seemed unusual.

"What's the name of that sword?"

After Tianjian Ruoye saw the divine sword in front of him, he could no longer look away and asked with blazing eyes.

"Protect the world."
Chapter completed!