It was not cold.

Although Fang Qiu was standing at the foot of the mountain, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing in his face as if he were standing in the icy sky or a snow cellar, enduring the biting cold wind like a blade.

This was the sword Qi on Sword Mountain.

"What strong sword Qi."

Even Fang Qiu couldn't help exclaiming as he looked at the huge Sword Mountain. "If Sword Fanatic is here, I'm afraid he won't be willing to leave ...