"I think so too." Zhang Yancheng nodded and said, "As the saying goes, only by carrying a Dao Sword can one reach perfection. If I use the Demon Slaying Sword often, I will one day obtain the strength to kill the Demon Emperor.
Junior Sister, thank you. If not for you staying by my side, I probably would have collapsed long ago. Moreover, the reason why I could find the Demon Slaying Sword was because of your help."
"Senior Brother, this is what I should do." Yang Luo blushed and lowered her head. She seemed to be a little shy and did not dare to look directly at Zhang Yancheng.
"Hehehe! Ridiculous!"
At this moment, a cold laughter came from the forest.
This voice carried a bone-chilling aura that made one feel fear.
"Who is it?!" Zhang Yancheng held the Demon Slaying Sword and took a step forward. He shouted, "Who is it?!"