C505 The Secret of the Scepter

The carving on it was lifeless and lifeless, and Yang Ping could vaguely make it out with her eyesight. However, on the picture of the sun, moon, stars, and flowers, there was a blade mark.

With just a single glance, Yang Ping felt an astonishing blade aura.

Such a powerful saber, such a powerful expert. Even after a long time, the spirit of the saber was still imprinted in the blade