C444 The Iron Was like Mud

Hearing Shukui's words, Su Jiuming became interested as well. He looked at the Wyrmsbane as if he was looking at a swordsman, not a sword. It gave him a soul.

Then, Su Jiuming took the sword. Ever since he dripped his own blood on the sword, he had yet to truly cooperate with it. Today was an opportunity.

However, there seemed to be nothing nearby that could be used by Su Jiuming to slash