"Human race slave, today is your death day!"
Jin Xuan became somewhat embarrassed and angry. A long saber appeared in his hand. The saber was seven feet seven inches long, engraved with a White Tiger Rune. Its sword light radiated a treasure-like glow, as if winter descended, transforming into vast snowstorms, freezing all void and severing all vitality.
"This saber is named Dongxue... Slash for me!"
The long saber slashed downward, resembling a heavy snowfall. The snow poured down, freezing the void.
This long saber is of the Eighth Grade, among magical treasures it is considered a supreme divine artifact, its power is unparalleled, and its combat power is terrifying.
With the support of this long saber, the combat power increases by three layers. A good weapon has a huge effect on the cultivator.
"Bring it on!"
