Sixteen Years Old, Golden Glory Sword!

Having heard that the Sword Monarch was deal with Sword God Zhou seriously, all the guests mourned for Sword God Zhou silently.

  Xiao Jinghong's brows knitted even tighter. He began to worry about Zhou Xuanji too.

  That sword Qi that soared into the sky was so powerful. It was close to invincible.

  Could Zhou Xuanji really deal with that?

  Everyone in the hall began to chat with one another and did not take Zhou Xuanji seriously.

  Those who were not qualified to step into the hall were anticipating Zhou Xuanji's performance.

  Disliking the old and favoring the new was the nature of most people.

  The Sword Monarch came to fame for a long time. Many hoped that someone could threaten his place.

  The extraordinary Sword God Zhou had great hope!

  All the paths up the Sword Monarch's Pinnacle were filled with people. There were even many cultivators levitating in the air and looked at Zhou Xuanji.