Seeing this, many people undoubtedly became more puzzled.

What's more, he looked at Yu Yun with pity and sympathy, as if he was looking at a corpse.

Whoosh~

However, just when the attack of Fen Tian and others was about to fall on Yu Yun, the elegant and graceful figure between the Milky Way finally moved.

The long sword in his hand danced instantly.

The sharp blade reflects the scorching sun and cold light.

Like the scythe of death, it quietly passes through the world here.

In just an instant, the place where the eyes entered was already filled with endless sword light.

It was as if an incomparably bright rain of swords had rained down on the entire world.

In the rain of swords, there were dots of falling red, seas of clouds churning, and solitary smoke lingering.

Seeing such a bright and strange scene, everyone present was stunned.

In the eyebrows and eyes, there is a strong shock.

"This... is this a sword technique?"

"Why, so beautiful and moving?"

Among the crowd, countless people raised their heads with emotion.

Even Mike Jones became obsessed after seeing this kind of swordplay.

So beautiful!

This is not a battle at all, but an unparalleled visual feast.

Just like a magnificent woman performing a peerless dance between the sea of ??clouds.

It is also like a master of traditional Chinese painting, taking the sky and the earth as the picture scroll, and using the long sword as the ink brush, swaying Fang Qiu between the sky and the earth, splashing ink and flowing colors.

The radiant sword brilliance amazed countless people in an instant.

And when everyone was in a daze, a cold and refined voice sounded immediately.

"Yunyan Sword Art~"

"The first sword, Merry!"

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"Second sword, White Dragon!"

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"The third piece, Leng Yue!"

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After accumulating power for a short time, Yu Yun held the long sword and slashed three times in a row. JrNovels.com