C569 Miserable Battles

"It really is a good sword." Tie Qian slapped his bleeding right cheek, his tone very calm.

"Of course I can unleash its strongest power in my hands!" The next second, a sneer suddenly sounded. Pathless swung the black wooden sword in his hand with a disdainful expression on his face.

When Tie Qian heard this, his cold eyes couldn't help but shiver