A full ninety-nine-eighty-one sword!

The sword rain was like a giant disc spinning behind Yue Huayi, spinning rapidly in the air, leaving behind silver-white afterimages.

"Tianya Ling Sword Rain?!"

Looking at this domineering move, the Great Elder on the stage suddenly stood up from his seat excitedly, his eyes full...

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