Suddenly, the family rose up and swung their swords, one into two, two into three, three into ten million. Countless swords were like flying stars of the Milky Way.

Yixiao'er whistled, Xuanbing swords brushed to the ground, and the sword burst into flames, laying a tight swordscape around him. Countless swords of the family flew down and slid in all directions as soon as they touched her sword.

This swordsmanship of the family is truly shocking. Swords and swords meet, and the sounds of thunder and rumble in the air are endless. The swords of the slippery side hit the hard floor of Longevity Square, leaving pits. In a moment,...