Suddenly, everyone seemed to see some incredible scene, and the expressions on their faces froze, and the cheers stopped.

I don't know when.

There was a sea of ​​swords above the sky, and the sea of ​​swords was as sharp as abyss, showing its sharpness. In just a blink of an eye, it completely overwhelmed the atmosphere of the painting and suppressed the hearts of everyone.

"this……"

The elders didn't bother to hate Gu Han anymore, and looked at the sea of ​​swords and were dumbfounded!

"There are also such sword cultivators?"

All the disciples of Linxian Sect were stunned.

"This is not a sword."

A disciple muttered to himself, "This is a terrible..."

Instead, the Linxian Sect Master had a sudden ray of color in his eyes!

Zhuang Yuchen's feelings are the most real.

Within the sea of ​​swords, the domineering sword intent flew everywhere, dispelling her painting completely. Although it was like a brush in her hand, it was heavy, making it hard for her to wield a stroke and draw!

Buzz!

In a flash.

The thousands of swords trembled lightly, and instantly turned into streams of light, as if the strong wind swept through the fallen leaves, sweeping all the figures in the painting into it. It was just a slight twist, and all the figures disappeared. The beautiful, real and illusory map of the country was also devastated, and under the sweeping sea of ​​swords, they were divided into pieces!

brush!

Among the sword intents, one of them happened to flow two times by Zhuang Yuchen, and the veil was divided into two.
Chapter completed!