Ning Zifeng said with a serious expression, with a little excitement in his eyes.

He also wanted to join the war, but Zhou Xuanji had orders, so he could only hold back.

The wind sword appeared at Zhou Xuanji's feet, and the magic swords appeared behind him.

He held the Great Injustice Sword in his left hand and the Burial Heaven Migratory Sword in his right hand, followed by dozens of divine swords. The picture was spectacular, and the sixty-five second-generation disciples were excited.

"So many swords! The rumors are true!"

"The master is going to take serious action!"

"I'm so looking forward to it!"

"How to control so many swords?"

"Did you hear it? There are two ninth-level monsters ahead!"

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Chapter completed!