Falling Into the Underworld

"Di Shisan, take this sword of mine."

Jian Wushuang smiled faintly, and the Blood Mountain Sword in his hand glowed with a faint blood-red light.

He held the Blood Mountain Sword with both hands and raised it high. Suddenly, a large amount of sword principle universe origin seemed to be attracted by it and surged toward him.

Jian Wushuang's sword was still in the process of brewing.

However, the process of brewing shocked everyone present.

"Does Heavenly Sword Marquis really have a stronger swordsmanship?"

"It seems so."

"Just looking at the process of brewing, the power of his sword is extraordinary."

The surrounding spectators were staring at the scene.