Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

fellow cultivator for a favor.""What's the matter""Please give this sword to the Shenxing sect." The man raised the blood-stained long sword in his hand.Lu Ye's heart skipped a beat, >In other words,...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.as not real, he could act without fear.He had a vague feeling that when he could block that single domineering sword strike, would be when he had truly mastered the first form of the Overbearing Blade...