Ye Qiubai frowned slightly, though he said nothing.
Yuezheng Chi stood at the very front of the formation. The moment his foot stepped onto the spot strewn with the withered bones of sword cultivators, the countless swords hanging above stirred into motion at the sound!
Swiveling their tips in unison, they pierced toward Yuezheng Chi and the others amidst a harsh, shrieking whine and a flurry of rushing wind!
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