"Young Master Lu, please hold your sword properly. I'm going to slash." Ye Feng immediately woke Lu Xianzong up from his beautiful dream.
Lu Xianzong held the hilt of the Zhan Lu Sword with both hands and let the sword face up. "Chop."
Cheng Fei'er and the others also watched curiously.
Ye Feng slowly pulled out the decorative knife from its sheath and slashed at the 'Zhan Lu Sword'.
Clang!
There was a crisp sound as metal fell to the ground.
Everyone hurriedly looked down. It was the half blade of the decorative knife in Ye Feng's hand.
This Zhan Lu Sword was actually real?
Cheng Fei'er was shocked. Did Ye Feng make a mistake? This was really embarrassing.
Lu Daoquan originally thought highly of Ye Feng, but now, he started to look down on him.
This kid's flowery words almost scared him. He didn't expect him to be an embroidered pillow.