Some of the weak ones were scared back, while some stubborn ones dodged the sword and circled around Qu Shang, exuding a pitiful aura.

This instantly reminded Qu Yan of a line...

"I am willing to marry the Marquis, even if I am a concubine."

She shook her head violently to get rid of these words, but Qu Yan couldn't help but smile.

He quickened his pace and stepped out of the door, followed closely by Chengren, and Qu Shang finally calmed down his Fire Spirit Sword, which was eager to chop other swords into pieces.

After the three of them left the sword tomb, Qu Shang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It feels like entering a brothel.

Exhausted.

"Do your swords have names?"

Chengren suddenly asked as he was taking them flying, so that it would be convenient for him to go back and look up relevant information.

Qu Shang and Qu Yan paused for a moment because of this body. Qu Shang paused for a moment and said to Cheng Ren, "Fire God Sword."

As expected, just like the feeling it gives people, the name is very domineering.

Chengren's heart was shocked and he thought so.

Then the two of them looked at Qu Yan, asking with their eyes.

Qu Yan also asked the sword, which had become one with her, in her heart. After a while, she said with a complicated expression, "She said she is still young and hasn't been named yet."

After that, the three of them fell silent.

This sword should have existed for at least as many years as the Jitian Sect has existed.

Is this still called young?

"Ahem... Well, then you can give her a nice name yourself."

After clearing his throat, Chengren said to Qu Yan.