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An ordinary treasure sword, even when used in battle, would only be a bit thicker, a bit heavier, and a bit harder. There wouldn't be any gouges of blood on it.

Not only did the swords contain grooves of blood, but the blades were not even in shape. Instead, they showed a kind of protruding, prismatic shape, which resulted in two long grooves extending from the hilt all the way to the tip of the swords.

There were a total of four slots. The place where the slots were made was a faint purplish black color. They were dark and gloomy, as if they had penetrated deep into the sword, causing it to exude an endless, ruthless, and bloodthirsty killing intent, as if it wanted to drink up everyone's blood.

The cold made Helian Manqiu feel goosebumps rise all over her body. The sharp edge of this treasured sword did not seem very sharp. There was only a heavy feeling.

The sword had just come out of its scabbard, and a towering murderous intent and bloodlust filled the entire tent, causing people to tremble in fear.

The sword was originally a dead object, but in Helian Manqiu's eyes, this treasured sword that was willing to give it to Xuan seemed to have a life of its own as it spoke of its thirst for blood, indifference to life, and bloodlust.

The chill was bone-chilling, and the killing intent permeated the air. It was as if too many souls of the dead were screaming and begging on this treasured sword. The purplish-black color in the blood slot. It was unknown how many people's blood they drank in order to leave behind such a color and aura.

This was the treasured sword with the densest killing intent and bloody aura that Helian Manqiu had ever seen.

If an ordinary person were to see this sword, they would probably step back, not daring to even glance at it. At this very moment, she discovered that the Autumn Water Heaven Sword that she liked very much was nothing compared to this treasured sword that Gan Zhixuan had.

Her slender fingers flitted across the sword. The sword seemed to be slightly throbbing as she eagerly drank the blood.

"Young General, the master's sword cannot be easily unsheathed."

Gui Chen lightly sighed as he spoke. His master's treasured sword had never been unsheathed, so he would definitely drink the enemy's blood before being willing to return to the scabbard.

If the blood was insufficient, the sword would be dissatisfied. It would ring within the sword sheath, reminding the owner that it had not drunk enough blood yet. This was a treasured sword that thirsted for blood. Only on the battlefield would it be drawn out, allowing this treasured sword to drink the enemy's blood.

"Good sword!"

Helian Manqiu said in a low voice. Her fingers lightly skimmed over the blade of her sword. Killing weapons were the sharpest treasured sword she had ever seen.

If she had a sword like that …

Holding the treasured sword, one of his hands felt a little tired and the other felt a little better. This sword was too heavy. Even if he were to give it to her, she would at most be able to play a few tricks with it.

Only a great general like Gongfu Xuan, with both arms with the power of a thousand kilograms, could freely wield this treasured sword and use it to kill enemies while wearing it on their ribs.

Wasn't this person too heavy?

The Autumn Water Heaven Sword was still the best. Not only did it cut through iron like mud, the most important thing was that it was light enough. It was convenient for her to use.

Perhaps in a few years, if she grew up a little, she could use this sword that was willing to give up to Xuan to kill a few enemies. She would probably be tired to the point of choking.

As expected, a woman's innate strength couldn't be compared with a man's, especially a perverted one like Gan Qianyu. Otherwise, it would just be too much for her.

However, she could learn the forging techniques of this weapon. If her subordinates had such a treasured sword in their hands, how much damage would it cause to the enemy?

Un, it is worth considering. I have not come here to see the Mysterious Treasure Sword for nothing today. The bloody groove could actually be forged on a sword's body. Even if it wasn't refined iron, if it was used on a normal treasure sword, it would at least be a killing weapon.

The corner of his mouth slightly curled up. He wanted to see how this brat would deal with this situation. His treasured sword would not drink blood, and it would not return to its scabbard.

Helian Manqiu, with both hands on her sword in her lap, turned the wheelchair out of the tent. She looked at her master and wanted to stop him, but seeing that Gan Yubai was still, she lowered her head and did not say anything.

Outside the tent, the guards' gazes fell on the treasured sword on Helian Manqiu's legs, revealing surprise. Why was the young general so casual in taking out his sword sheath to play with his master's treasured sword?

His master's treasured sword had never been touched by others, nor was it allowed to be touched by others!

"Young General, I pay my respects to you."

His gaze landed on Gan Yuxuan's sword: "Young General, why did you take out your master's sword?"

"Can't I?"

Helian Manqiu shrugged her shoulders. It was just a treasured sword. It wouldn't matter if she took it out to play for a while, right? Moreover, she was not playing around. Rather, she wanted to study this treasured sword.

The Great General raised his eyes and looked deeply at the tent. He lowered his head and did not say anything. He had heard that the Great General's' Ten Thousand Slash 'had never left his body and would never let anyone else touch it. Even the Emperor had never taken his sword away from him.

His Majesty had bestowed upon him the decree that the great general was willing to bring his sword into the imperial court and pay his respects.

Although this special authority had never been used by the Emperor many times, this decree showed that he was willing to accept the position and prestige of the Emperor in the Empire of Great Hengkong, as well as his fear of the Emperor's desire to win him over to his side.

In the Great Hengkong Empire, the only person who could bring a sword and a weapon into the imperial court and pay homage to the Emperor was only Gonggong.

Even when several princes entered the imperial court, they could not bring their weapons with them. One could see how much the emperor of the Great Hengkong Empire trusted him.

The ten thousand slain, the ten thousand slain will drink their blood!

Gan Yuxuan's blade had a ruthless reputation, it was called the "Ten Thousand Slashes". It was unknown what its original name was, but the people all knew that the great general had given the sword below his ribs, that it was a ten thousand slashes, invincible.

Once out of the scabbard, he would drink blood, and if he did not drink the sword, he would not return. Drink the enemy's blood, behead the enemy!

His gaze sharpened as he stared at the Ten Thousand Slash on Helian Manqiu's legs. How could the young general take out this sword?

How could that lord possibly let the young general take out the treasured sword that he loved so dearly, that he never left his side?

The killing intent made the late spring sun lose all its warmth. What did he mean by his hand was that it was trembling slightly? Who would not feel a chill and awe from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the sword of the great general?

Only his young general was still laughing as if nothing had happened. This treasured blade that could kill gods without anyone even glancing at it was placed horizontally on her lap, as if it was only a jade flute that could be lifted and played at any time.

"Master's Ten Thousand Slaughter refused to return to its sheath until it has drunk all the enemy's blood!"

"I guess so. The sword's bloody aura is too heavy, and its killing intent is too heavy. Uncle Yi, is there any living thing? Whether it's pigs or ducks, bring two over for this evil sword to drink. "

"Does the young general not know of this ten thousand man beheading?"