On the Nine Mystic Mountain, the bell rings loudly

Tang Ming was about to refuse when Han Muye took out another jade bottle. "Senior Brother, please pass this bottle to the Myriad Sword Patriarch."

Tang Ming nodded and took it.

It did not matter to himself. But it was not appropriate for him to reject it if it was to be passed onto the Myriad Sword Patriarch.

Although the gift was small, it meant a lot. The Myriad Sword Patriarch might not value this pill, but he valued this thought.

"Senior Brother Tang, please tell everyone to be careful. The Three Qin Sword Sect is like a cornered beast. It's very dangerous." After Tang Ming kept the pills, Han Muye spoke again.

When he sheathed his sword just now, he found out from the sword that the Three Qin Sword Sect was indeed in a desperate situation.

However, they were still prepared to fight to the death and escape to the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.

There might even be changes in the situation of the battle.