C617 To the Peach Blossom Gate.

"Hehe, that small dagger of yours really did drop a person. Do you recognize the material of that flying sword?" As Yang Xin thought about it, he could not help but find it funny.

In the past, he still wanted his own flying sword, and this flying sword was better than Fang Xi's.

In Yang Xin's understanding, the highest level flying sword could approach the speed of light