Continue, Venerable One!
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At this moment outside Hao Tian Hall, on the first arena.
Millions of three-foot-long blades were like a high wall that soared into the sky, rushing into the clouds from the ground!
It was placed behind Lu Changsheng.
At this moment, Lu Changsheng was like a king of swords.
The swords of everyone present, be it low-level cultivators or high-level sword cultivators, the sword at their waists emitted a faint sword hum!
The sword blade hidden in the scabbard was trembling non-stop!
It was as if they were worshipping Lu Changsheng!
This shocked the sword cultivators. They kept pressing down on the sword hilts to prevent them from rushing out of the scabbards!
Only sword cultivators understood sword cultivators better.
They knew very well what this meant!
Therefore, their reaction was even more shocking than the other martial cultivators!
This was an all-round suppression of the Sword Dao.