Two old men with long hair stood up with dignified faces. One of them, dressed in a white Tang suit, put a light touch on his waist, and then he had a bronze flying sword with a faint cold light in his hand. In a blink of an eye, the flying sword turned into a two finger thick three foot green front.

but another old man took out a fan. As soon as the fan came out, there was a breeze in the big box.

feeling the breeze, Chen Tianming could not help but look at the fan in the old man's hand curiously. A folding fan can drive the...