C438 Disciple Sparring

Qin Feng slowly pulled out his sword. Suddenly, he felt an unusually powerful force contained within.

It seemed to be an existence that surpassed ordinary true qi.

However, perhaps because he had been carrying the sword for a long time, there was actually a layer of rust on the surface of the sword.

Guu Bei came closer and looked at the sword in Qin Feng's hand. He slightly narrowed his eyes