severed arm before a smirk spread across his face. He then dissolved into a cloud of black mist and vanished into the sword in an instant!Soon, the long sword broke free from the old man's hand and...f humming sounds. Endless sword intent erupts at this moment!Chen Ping looked at Feng Wuhun, a smirk plastered on his face!Although Chen Ping's state of cultivation seemed unchanged at this time, the...