Nightmare

The morning mist of the Taixuan Sword Sect always carries one-third of the sword intent and seven-part coldness. In the martial arts arena of the outer disciples, Su Yan was bending down to collect the scattered sword spikes. His fingers are slender, but his movements are very agile. Those damaged sword spikes that are disliked by his brothers can regain their luster after tossing them over and over in his hands for a while. "Su Yan, come here and grow! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.