Chapter 1225

Hua Xixue was still standing in a standoff with that rusted, oversized iron sword. She had not yet launched an attack, and consequently, she had not suffered any backlash. The other sword cultivators beside her looked at her with awe; they had never realized it was even possible to do it that way. Unfortunately, they lacked Hua Xixue’s patience and focus. Inside the stone wall, there were many fine swords; there was no need to hang oneself from a single tree. Hua Xixue was different. In her eyes, the Thunder-Clap Immortal Sword was not worth as much as this rusted iron one—after all, this thing was designed specifically for defense. The Thunder-Clap Immortal Sword’s primary merit was its immense offensive power; once unsheathed, it would trigger a sea of thunder, terrifying in its might.