Xuanxiao ignored Ge Qing completely, instead casting his gaze around and sweeping it over each of the Soul Formation stage cultivators in turn.
"Today's business is a private grievance between myself and this sect. I must ask you all not to meddle; otherwise, do not blame me for being ruthless."
With a wild laugh, Sun Xiang slapped his storage bag, and eight purple Flying Swords instantly shot out. The moment these Flying Swords appeared, they radiated a monstrous sword qi.
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