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Li Changye, Wang Minghao Arrive

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All the swords returned to the hands of the people.

Everything seemed calm and serene, and peace was restored.

If not for the fact that everyone was staring at Ye Ping, it would seem as if nothing had happened before.

At this moment, Ye Ping opened his eyes.

He ignored the gazes of the crowd and instead looked at Su Changyu ashamedly.

"Eldest Senior Brother, my aptitude is poor and I haven't been able to comprehend the sword intent, please forgive me."

Ye Ping was full of shame and was indeed about to comprehend the sword intent, but he somehow felt that neither the Four Thunder sword intent nor the Heavenly River sword intent was suitable for him. Hence, he ultimately chose not to condense the sword intent.

However, after he said that, the hundreds of thousands of cultivators fell silent.

The Qingzhou cultivators were bewildered.

Xu Qiubai was speechless.

The Qingzhou City Lord was confused too.

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