The green-robed old man's duel encapsulated eight hundred years of the Martial World's grace. After the duel, the Divine Weapon wooden sword, elevated by the legend of the Sword Madman, hovered in the air and then steadily landed beside Li Guanyi.
The wooden sword was simple; its blade lacked the opulence of the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd and the Chi Xiao Sword.
The blade bore many pits and depressions, and on it were small seal script engravings, reminiscent of those on Li Guanyi's Qiushui Sword, naturally emerging with a slight sharpness.
[Longtu].
Short Sword Qiushui.
Wooden Sword Dragon Map.
The old man in the green robe strolled over, but he no longer had the unmatched sharpness he once possessed. Instead, he carried a trace of old age. Murong Longtu drew the wooden sword and tossed it to Li Guanyi.
"I've enjoyed it, my martial arts and Sword Dao have reached their peak."
The Old Swordsman smiled and said, "Let's go."
