Summer Chen felt that time had passed for a long time, but when he opened his eyes, he found that his body was not broken by the sword breath, even when the sword entered the body, there was not much pain, just a bit of pain like a needle.

Subsequently, the broken sword seemed to have completely disappeared, and summer could no longer sense the broken sword.

"What's going on? Didn't the sword break to kill me?

After careful consideration, Xia Chen felt that the sword-breaking did not really carry murder. Otherwise, he would have died long ago and his blood would have no effect on the sword-breaking.

"Master."

Suddenly,...