"Oh, really? Then take it out and let me see!"
Chen Feng's lips curled slightly, speaking with a playful expression.
"Hmph, I'll take it out then. Fortunately, I brought our divine artifact today, otherwise you'd really look down on someone from a third-rate faction. Our Yan Hall takes pride in its heritage within the Ancient Martial World. Whatever other sects possess, we Yan Hall also have; and what others lack, we have as well. Today, I'll let you properly witness our Yan Hall's heritage!"
Ming Lun snorted coldly, and then focused his mind.
A burst of blue light flashed in Ming Lun's palm.
And soon.
A long sword, glowing blue all over, appeared in his hand.
From the fluctuation of its aura, it seems to be a low-grade divine artifact.
And the attributes, unexpectedly, are ice attribute.
As soon as this long sword appeared.
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped significantly, making people feel a piercing cold.
