"Hahaha..."
The three clowns laughed madly.
Even Gao Si joined in with a strange laugh.
Honestly, they had never seen someone act so pretentious.
Zhang Bin had a wicked smile, thinking to himself that he finally won and could win a precious treasure from him. If he asked for his Gold Spirit, would he give it? Or would he turn hostile and gang up on him?
Qi Duo Tian Gong finally brought his gaze back from the white clouds in the sky and cast it on the sword in his hand.
Then he froze like an idiot, how could this be possible?
How could this be?
It was my sword that broke, and my sword was an incredibly sharp high-grade magical artifact!
How could a high-grade magical artifact not cut through an ordinary weapon?
Isn't this defying the rules of artifact refining?
"Head of Qi Sect, now, tell me, who exactly won?"
Zhang Bin asked with an evil smile.
"How on earth did you do it?"
Head of Qi Sect didn't answer Zhang Bin's question but instead jumped up to ask.
