"Sword Immortal Zhantian, you damned traitor, how do you still have the face to show up?"
The moment Yue Bufan saw Sword Immortal Zhantian, boundless killing intent and fury welled up uncontrollably in his eyes.
To be honest, his relationship with Sword Immortal Zhantian had been decent. To some extent, they were almost like master and pupil, and friends as well. His enlightenment in the way of the sword could be said to come right from Sword Immortal Zhantian standing before him.
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