Zhou Yan's hand grasped the void, and a jet-black sword light suddenly fell into his hand.
The blade of the Broken Worry Sword was drenched in blood, and as it fell into Zhou Yan's hand, the blade trembled.
With this trembling, droplets of blood, like fish scales, formed into a wave-like shape, continuously seeping into the body of the sword.
This Broken Worry Sword could even absorb a thread of essence blood from those it slew!
This was a vicious weapon, a Sword of Slaughter!
Zhou Yan felt an unparalleled exhilaration within himself, as if the murderous intent in his heart had been magnified boundlessly.
But this influence, just as it appeared in Zhou Yan's heart, was instantly suppressed by his determined will, quelling this unspeakable murderous thought.
This time, facing the peerless genius aura at the Sword Intent First Layer Heaven with four Qi Jie, Zhou Yan felt considerable pressure!