Upon hearing Dao Ying's words, the Divine Blade Sect disciples behind him acted immediately, swiftly moving toward Long Chen's position. In the blink of an eye, they had completely surrounded him.
Long Chen's piercing gaze swept over them. He was unfazed, his eyes still filled with a chilling cold. Just one glance sent a wave of fear through their hearts.
Seeing this, the Divine Blade Sect disciples narrowed their eyes, a cold, murderous intent emanating from their bodies. They quickly circulated the battle qi within them, condensing it into spheres in their palms before infusing it into the sharp long sabers they held.
The next second, they swung their long sabers in unison. Streams of Sword Qi swept out, forming an energy ripple that coiled around their sharp weapons.
"Whirlwind Sword Formation!"
