The power of the Sword Realm around us kept evolving, constantly taking forms advantageous to the opponent. Lu Xian's Sword Song of Parting Sorrow was like the first glimpse of the mortal world, while Sword Qi flowed from dawn to dusk.
But if anyone dared underestimate this dense, interwoven Sword Qi, they would end up like Sword Beitang just now—the moment they charged, they would surely fall into the web of love!
This was an extremely deceptive sword web.
"When I unsheathe my sword, clouds knot across ravines and ridges, so the Azure Sea Swordheart cannot bear to appear! Only pity remains, while the deep sky lies solitary and desolate; slaying the duckweed traces and chivalrous shadows, all in the same tune! My Dao! Unsheathe! Slay them all!" I narrowed my eyes, gripping the hilt with one hand and the blade with the other!
As I drew the Ancestral Dragon Sword, trailing beads of blood, killing intent spread forth at that very moment!
The Ancestral Dragon Sword's radiance was like the blazing sun. In the next instant, blood-colored light filled the sky like stars.
With me at the center, blood clouds filled the sky as I unsheathed my sword, as though they could drown every ravine and ridge!
This sword intent of the killing path, vast as the sea, spread endlessly like chasing the wind and pursuing the sun!
Seeing the towering baleful aura suddenly roil before me, Lu Xian could not help curling her lips into a cold sneer. She probably had never seen such a sword path before.
Moreover, the baleful aura continued spreading without end. Even the clouds seemed to have solidified, while the thick Swordheart of the blood sea seemed almost tangible!
Whoever stood before me would be slaughtered to the last!
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