Wang Ran's right fist turned white with his eyes locked in the other party's movement.

"Slash out, even in a desperate situation, you must slash the last sword at the enemy."

The words of the owner Zhou’s former words suddenly appeared in his ears, and his tone was ups and downs.

"Slash the last sword"

"The last sword..."

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, Wang Ran closed her eyes instead.

"Go and feel the wind, feel the sword, feel the flow."

Hold the sword in your right hand, put it on your left waist, and make the sword drawing action.

"Master Zhou, by the way, this is to draw the sword, draw the sword... Isn't it necessary to draw a sword? The moment the sword blade is unsheathed, then slash out the sword and strike?"

"Do you know that you can't rely on external objects? What should you do when you don't have a scabbard?"

"Ah... But in this case, how can we understand the sword drawing skills?"

"If you imagine, just think about it. If you imagine there is a scabbard around your waist, it really doesn't work. Use your left hand to circle it and use it as a scabbard."

A great move of the Unsincere Sword Technique.

"The key to drawing a sword, cutting iron, sword pressure, fuse together, quickly draw the sword. Well, that's probably the case."

What Director Zhou said, "This is probably the case." We ordinary people understand that we can do it.

Opening his eyes again, Chu Xingren ran suddenly.

Plop!

Plop!

The heart trembles and blood rushes.

Then this sword...

"Draw the sword—Jinghong Banquet!!"

The long sword was pulled out and a white light emerged!
Chapter completed!