The Nanxizhai Sword Formation is formed.

Chen Changsheng stood inside.

Just like many battles in the past.

But tonight, all the swords turned back and pointed them at him with the sharp tip.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes.

The three thousand swords vibrated and buzzed, as if they were struggling.

Since leaving Zhouyuan Sword Pool, he has been in love with Fengyu Swords, and this is the first time this happened.

Zhu Jian received his intention, but was unwilling to obey.

But after all, this is his sword.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish!

Three thousand swords fell from the night sky and attacked Chen Changsheng like heavy rain!

Tang Sanshiliu's face was very pale.

Ye Xiaolian covered her mouth tightly.

The cinnabar mole on the little black dragon's eyebrows is extremely red, and the vertical pupils are full of violent anger.

However, Xu Yourong still didn't look at him.

She was still watching Wang Zhice.

Wang Zhice finally moved.

The sleeves moved slightly.

But the next moment, he did not raise his left hand, but let out a soft sigh.

Everyone, including him, saw an incredible scene.

The swords suddenly stopped when they flew around him, still in the air.
Chapter completed!