My disciples are all geniuses

"What was that just now?"

On the top of a mountain, an old man with a sword on his back stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of solemnity. He came from afar and didn't expect to encounter such amazing power in such a place.

As a sword cultivator, he would never mistake the smell of "sword".

The source of the previous power must belong to a sword, which contains the unique sharpness of a sword!

Could it be that a magic sword appeared here?

But why was there such a big noise, but it disappeared in a moment.

This matter needs to be reported. There may be a magic sword in this area, or perhaps a peerless sword cultivator!

In addition to this old man with a sword on his back, many strong men came from all directions to explore here.

After that, Master Chen Liang immediately left the area with two disciples.

The previous noise was too big, which would inevitably attract the attention of some strong men, who might not be opponents he could deal with now, so it would be better to evacuate early.

"Master, can you tell me the name of that sword?"

Xia Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and she looked very interested.

After all, it was an innate sword soul, and maybe she had some resonance when she saw the sword.

Master Chen Liang thought for a moment and said, "Ask the sword."

After all, it was all question marks.

[Tell - should it be named "Ask the sword\