377 Ye Yun's field

"it's Xuantian sword array again. I'll play sword array with you, real martial sword array, kill." Seven purple swords appeared. With the control of Murong wind, they were surrounded directly. The sword array was shaking like wind, like phantom, like catkins, boundless. It quickly divided into seven seven seven forty-nine small sword arrays, completely isolating Ye Yun's Xuantian sword array.

the fight between the sword array and the sword array is completely out of the control of the master and instinctively. Ye Yun's head is down, holding the Qingping sword, and the light of the sword cuts the space directly. The sword seems to go beyond...