Fu Huanjing encountered a rain of dust and swords for a day, but unfortunately Ruan Qingting was not around. It was a kind of fantasy scene of a martial arts master's major cultivation, and the dust and sand within a radius of a hundred miles rushed straight into the sky like a rain of swords.

There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and I have to lower my eyebrows when I see me.

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