Jian Siwang

As her said, Lin Lin pointed at the podium, more precisely he pointed at the item Ning Huo was holding on the podium.

"The next item is a sword." While saying to everyone, Ning Huo on the podium started to remove the red cloth covering on the table. The cloth was opened, and a sword that was blood-red, and only half a meter long appeared in everyone's eyes.

“Jian Siwang!”

As the crimson sword came into everyone's sight, everyone started to exclaim, and a long sigh rang out among the crowd.

Not excluding anyone, all of them who looked at the sword in front of Ning Huo, they all looked at him in disbelief.

On the podium, Ning Huo who saw everyone's shock smiled slightly and said, “Yes, as you all know, this is Jian Siwang. A sword from someone who was once a legend on the Changlong Continent.”

Jian Siwang?

Hearing the name, Lin Tian tried to look at the blood-red sword that Lin Lin wanted and started to frown.

Not for what he was a little surprised, he was just surprised because what Li
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