Just after releasing the sword, countless changes have already been anticipated.
This is Xia Daoyun's sword.
Xia Daoyun, surrounded by countless Flying Swords emanating a majestic Sword Intent, glanced at Lu Qingshan and said flatly, "I am not like Bai Shuang Sword Master with such trifling skills. Watch this sword carefully."
Watch closely... Lu Qingshan, knowing Xia Daoyun's temperament, immediately held his breath and focused, preparing himself.
In the next moment, thousands of bead swords, wrapped in icy water mist, seemed to truly merge into one, becoming a single sword.
A gigantic sword, formed from the bead of Sword Qi, was held in Xia Daoyun's hand just like that.
Xia Daoyun held this sword with a virtual grip in her right hand and slowly pressed it downward.
The beads of Sword Qi seemed to be about to fall heavily, ready to engulf Lu Qingshan.
Seeing this situation, Lu Qingshan's expression finally turned solemn.
