Zhenxianzong, an independent courtyard where disciples live, a cold sword roared out, and the pen fell directly on a stone not far away.


    Boom!


    The stone held by one person is instantly exploded into eight parts, each of which is neat and impartial, just like the one marked by a ruler.


    The young man stood with his sword closed and his eyes lit up.


    Elder martial brother, Shen Wang!


    After yesterday''s breakthrough, I watched the sword marks and finally realized the thirty-six movements of Zhenxian this morning