After that, he took a deep breath, his forehead was still sweating, this fight, ever since Wang Lin started Xiuxian, was the first time he faced difficulty, his eyes flashed as he used gravity to form a big hand, grabbed the sheath and the flying sword, and examined them carefully.
“Wang Lin, it’s not that I didn’t want to get rid of the middle-aged man a moment ago, rather my yuan ying essence is limited, cannot be wasted a will, besides in the future you will have to look after your own growth, engaging in some life and death battles should do you good, no harm in it.” Situ Nan’s voice was serious which was rare.
Wang Lin nodded and did not speak, he was quite interested in playing with the treasure in his hands.
“This flying sword is quite curious, but just now this baby didn’t display it’s true potential, But compared to the flying sword, the real treasure is the sheath.” Situ Nan explained.