C392 Armaments Recognize Master

Holding the golden blade in his hand, Xiao Jian was overjoyed. Holding this golden blade in his hand, he felt so familiar and comfortable. It was as if this blade was an old friend that he had met a few centuries ago. This blade was simply a custom-made weapon for him.

Xiao Jian wielded the blade in his hand and waved it in front of him a few times. Then, a string of bird calls sounded out