Sacred Sect: Dragon Sect (3)

"Aren't you going to admit your defeat? If the Tranquil Blue Heavenly Flame landed on your body, you wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

Xiao Ran drew his lips with a cold smile as he stared at Qiao Fuzi.

Qiao Fuzi had a huge change in his expression. His body trembled while the palm that was gripping the Despondent Sword grew pale.

An elder below said with a gloomy face, "We lost! Fuzi!"

"Fine!"

Qiao Fuzi gritted his teeth as he inserted his sword back into the scabbard with an awful look. He threw a death stare before he hurled the sword to Xiao Ran.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Ran took over the Despondent Sword with thrills.

Inborn Spiritual Weapons were precious treasures, even in the Sacred Clans.

"The Inborn Spiritual Weapon coupled with the Heavenly Flame has pushed the strength of Xiao Ran close to a Pinnacle Inborn! That's the suppression of equipment. Just like a cannon matched against a gun!"