With the Spirit Dragon Sword in hand, Ximen Chuixue gave it a casual swing, sending out an absurdly massive blast of Frost Sword Qi.
The sword qi, dozens of meters long, carved an astonishing sword mark into the snowy mountain.
"It's so... so huge!" Han Shanzhong couldn't help exclaiming in surprise at the scale of the sword qi.
"They say mages have the highest damage output, so Ai Si should be our convoy's hardest hitter. But from the looks of it now, Ximen Chuixue's damage output is no worse than Ai Si's," Lin Feifei said beside him, nodding.
Indeed, Ai Si's strength lay in the power of his third-tier Explosive Flame Mage Sequence.
And Ximen Chuixue? Having obtained this fourth-tier Uncanny Artifact, his strength had also improved dramatically.
In terms of destructive power alone, he seemed no weaker than Ai Si.
"They're our convoy's show-off duo, after all. Without enough damage output, how could they keep showing off?" Luo Fan said.
His words made Niu Dagang and the others burst out laughing.
The show-off duo? That really was an apt description.
"This sword and I were destined for each other. I am most satisfied."
After casually testing the Spirit Dragon Sword's effects, Ximen Chuixue nodded as he spoke.
Even though he forced himself to maintain his cold demeanor, he couldn't suppress the delight on his face.
After all, for someone who called himself Ximen Chuixue, the weapon he wanted was naturally a sword, not a saber.
The Green Edge Blade was good, but for a swordsman as chilly as snow and as cold as ice, a sword was naturally the best fit for his image.
"What a shame. After switching swords, your long silver hair turned black. You don't look as handsome as before," Niu Dagang said, shaking his head