Fang Jianxin shouted, the ancient sword was unsheathed, the sword energy bloomed, and the sword intent roared wildly.

Thousands of sword energy burst out, and the space roared, like thousands of magical weapons, all at once.

Looking at the whistling sword energy, Mo Bei's eyes were calm, and with a soft whistle, the magic sword was unsheathed.

With the buzzing whistling sound, the Beichen Tiangang Sword seemed to have life, constantly jumping in the void.

The terrible sword intent bloomed, and the sword light soared into the sky.

The crowd stared at the Temple of Heaven, and there were sword lights inside, as if they were about to break through the heaven and earth and pierce the space.

For a moment, the Temple of Heaven seemed to have become a world of swords.

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Two different sword lights collide with each other and keep stirring.

Fang Jianxin's eyes were still sharp. After waving his arm, he turned and twisted, endless sword energy shot out.

Mo Bei also moved at this moment, the magic sword was in a straight line, and his steps also stepped forward.

He rushed directly towards the whistling sword energy.

Just as Mo Bei was only a few inches away from the sword energy, he suddenly stopped, stopped steadily on the ground, and drew a brilliant arc with his right hand.

"boom!"

A rainbow-like sword energy flashed away, dazzling and dazzling, instantly shattering most of the sword energy in front of it.
Chapter completed!