When Gu Xi heard this, she felt that something was wrong.
"I once swore an oath to my Sword Heart. If I lost my sword, I wouldn't have to live in this world."
Xie Mingze's expression was full of mockery for himself. He looked at his hands in a daze. "If this hand can no longer hold the sword, then what's the point of keeping it?"
"Previously, I boasted that I was extraordinary and mocked you, but I didn't expect that the person who overestimated himself was me..."
"My Dao Heart is now lost, my swordsmanship has become empty. Wrong, wrong, all wrong!"
Xie Mingze threw his head back and roared angrily. He actually picked up the broken iron sword and pointed the tip of the sword at his heart.
Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone was shocked. No one had expected it to develop to such a state. They did not even have time to react.
Just as Xie Mingze was about to stab down, a hand blocked the tip of the sword.