章節 135: Bloodshed in Lan Yuan Valley

Many years later, one of the juniors in Nine Provinces Number One Group asked Song Shuhang how he felt when he first experienced riding a flying sword (saber).

Song Shuhang only answered with two words: cold feet!

With a whoosh, the blade light of Su Clan's Seven took him and Sixteen into the air at a jaw-dropping speed.

In the blink of an eye, they were flying high up in the sky.

When riding the flying sword, Song Shuhang felt no sense of security, as it was all empty around him except the glimmering blade light at his feet.

In fact, there was a layer of invisible energy blocking the fierce wind when they were riding the flying sword (saber)—this was arranged by Senior Seven so that Song Shuhang and Sixteen could ride the flying sword more comfortably.