Tian Weiyi was not in a hurry to attack. He took out a white silk scarf like a magician and used it to wipe the blood off the corners of his mouth. Then the silk scarf was ignited and burned up.
The other three watching him were all petrified.
When Jiang Chen was just thinking whether he should say something sarcastic, he saw the enemy show a sharp sword. It was a very pretty sword, even resplendent. The wide sword handle was made of a very precious steel. It had a golden luster. It was over four feet long. The blade was made of some black metal, painted with the starry night sky. It was mounted with seven gems that were laid out end to end. They formed a constellation.
"The Seven-Star Sword!" Jiang Chen and the other two were too excited to sit still as soon as they saw this sword.