The wind of murderous intent swept across, Lu Yi stood in the air, his white clothes fluttering.

He chuckled and said, "I'm afraid seniors won't be able to do it."

Afterwards, Lu Yi stepped into the void, his expression gradually became sharper, seals formed in his hands continuously, the formation pattern flickered, and the increasingly terrifying spiritual pressure dissipated.

clang clang clang!

A series of swords sounded, and the stars in the sky seemed to be imprisoned by a large array, turning into swords of stars, and the swords of stars were densely packed, forming a long river.

in the sword

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