C52 Broken Sword

Wu Yue's heart started to tremble. He bowed to the old man and walked quickly to the pile of broken swords. He reached out his hand to grab the sword hilt and exerted a little force.

*Crack!*

After a sound that sounded like the roar of a dragon, a broken sword appeared in Wu Yue's hand.

The sword had already been broken from the tip. It was only about two feet and eight inches long