Fang Yu noticed something was wrong with Qin Lang, raised his head and glanced at Qin Lang, wondering: "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing." Qin Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

Fang Yu ignored Qin Lang and pulled away the last layer of black cloth on the sword blade.

The true face of this sword was finally revealed!

Seeing this sword, Qin Lang's expression changed.

It was different from the peerless magic weapon he imagined.

Fang Yu held a broken sword in his hand, with only half of the blade left. The cracks were uneven.

The sword body is stained with rust, especially the hilt, which has been oxidized and turned black.

Due to rust, the blade of this broken sword looks dull. It has no sharpness at all.

The broken sword was seen again without making any sound.

It looks more like discarded waste.

"this……"

Qin Lang was stunned.

Qin Wudao paid so much attention to it that what he sent all the way was such a rusty broken sword!?

"It's still usable and well-preserved." Fang Yu played with the broken sword, his eyes full of smiles.

After a while, he put the broken sword into his storage bag and walked out the door.

"Fang, Master Fang, where are you going?" Qin Lang came back to his senses and asked.

"The sword has been left there for too long. It needs to be wielded, otherwise it will be ruined." Fang Yu said.

"Where are you going to practice swordplay? I'll go with you!" Qin Lang said with a straight face.

Having seen Fang Yu's superb swordsmanship, he wanted to learn something from Fang Yu.
Chapter completed!