Evil Sword, Yue Lian!

It was a gray, ancient sword.

Xu Xiaohe had been eyeing to it for a long time.

From the first time he saw it, he had the intention of pulling it out.

It was completely different from Su Qianqian's "Tomb City Snow". As a famous sword, Xu Xiaohe felt that Gu Qingyi's sword was even more mysterious.

If he didn't have "Perception" and only used his spiritual sense, he wouldn't even be able to detect the slightest aura in the scabbard.

After Gu Qingyi opened the scabbard for the two of them, he slowly unsheathed his sword under everyone's gaze.

"Hum..."

The sword's blade rubbed against the scabbard, producing a series of excruciating sounds.

Everyone was also looking forward to seeing the true appearance of the famous sword.

However, they didn't expect that there would be bandages around the sword when it was pulled out!

Xu Xiaohe didn't move, "..."

Was someone afraid that the sword would catch a cold?