It was a weapon that looked extremely sharp. A cold glint flashed, and Laxman involuntarily took a breath of cold air. He hurriedly asked, "Where did you get this weapon? Impossible, I saw clearly, you definitely didn't bring any weapon. How did this blade appear? I won't be mistaken."
"There are many things you don't understand." Li Yifei smiled faintly, the True Qi Blade spun in his hand, creating a flourish of blade flowers, showcasing his proficiency.
Laxman shook his head repeatedly, saying, "I can't be mistaken. You definitely weren't carrying a weapon, but now... this is an illusion, it must be an illusion. You can't scare me."
"Wake up, this is not an illusion!"
"No, no, it must be an illusion, I have to break it." As Laxman said this, he jumped out of the room, waving the long blade in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, three flashes of blade light rushed towards Li Yifei.
