This is the true power of the Western Frontier sect!

"Please tell me what went wrong with my sword technique?"

The person standing in front of Han Muye was the young man who had previously demonstrated his sword technique and was said by Han Muye to be wrong.

At this moment, he stood ten feet in front of Han Muye. His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth. His hand was firmly on the hilt of his sword, as if he would draw his sword if Han Muye did not explain clearly.

Lu Qingping moved and stood in front of Han Muye.

In the Zhenling treasure shop, all the people were squeezing by the window sill as they quietly stuck their heads out.

They were watching.

"Senior Sister Lu, let me settle it."

Han Muye spoke calmly, then walked forward.

Lu Qingping placed her hand on the hilt of her sword and looked at the young man in front of her warily. If this person dared to move, she would definitely draw her sword immediately.