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Just one breath is enough.

Tens of thousands of top-grade magical flying swords with ancient styles, pitch black bodies, and sword bodies flowing with cold starry luster are suspended in the void in an orderly manner.

Complex star runes flashed faintly on the sword and then disappeared.

Thousands of swords are suspended in midair, and the sword energy is restrained.

However, there is a solemn and majestic aura spreading out.

It was like a silent killing army waiting for orders.

Yu Ci Zhenren squatted in the distance with a wronged look on his face, transmitting energy to the Guiyuan Core.

Seeing the sky full of top-grade magical flying swords that had just been refined, he was secretly shocked.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these top-grade magical weapons and flying swords are spiritual weapons.

It was limited by the materials and therefore could not break through to become a spiritual weapon, but in terms of power and quality, it was no different from a spiritual weapon.

Knowing that Bai Jian’s cultivation is extremely high.

But it's not possible to refine tens of thousands of flying swords at once, right?

It is easy to refine 10,000 flying swords, but the difficulty lies in doing it at the same time, which is extremely mentally exhausting.

She couldn't even refine tens of thousands of flying swords at once, let alone refine the White Sword so easily.

It's as easy as breathing.

"Pervert!" Master Yuci pouted and muttered softly.

When I was in the Cang Yun Realm before, I had to compare myself with those geniuses, and it was inevitable that I would feel inferior at times.

Now that she has become an immortal, there is such a 'Sword Holder' in the immortal world, and she compares herself with the 'Sword Holder'.

This comparison made me feel even more inferior.

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Bai Jian looked at the "sword formation" that he had created in an instant and waved it expressionlessly.

Buzz!

Ripples appeared in space, and tens of thousands of brand-new top-grade magical flying swords disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

After doing all this, Bai Jian patted his face, as if brushing off a bit of dust.

There was even a hint of disdain in his indifferent tone: "It's just a pile of junk... enough for that kid to play with for a while."

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Earth Star, the core of the formation.

Lin Fan held the ten brilliant, chilling, top-grade magical flying swords in his hands, his fingers trembling with excitement.

The eyes under the cloth were bright green, like a hungry wolf seeing the fattest lamb.

"Enough, enough! Old Ancestor, these should be enough. I will definitely blow up that demon fairy incarnation so much that even his mother won't be able to recognize him! Hehehe..." He couldn't wait to pull out half of one of the long swords. The cold sword light reflected on the corners of his grinning mouth, as if he was already imagining the splendid scene when he detonated it.

When has there ever been such a prosperous war?

In fact, he told the ancestor that he needed a top-grade magical sword.

Because he felt that the ancestor certainly had no shortage of top-grade magical weapons and swords.

In the past, he had only played with magical long swords, so it didn't matter whether they were top-grade or not.

As a result, the ancestor came up and stuffed ten into his hands!

Who can stand this?!

Zhang Yibai knew what Lin Fan was thinking as soon as he saw Lin Fan's expression.

I couldn't help but remind him, "Xiao Lin, use it sparingly! This is a top-grade magic weapon! It's not a firewood stick on the side of the road!"

"I know, I know!" Lin Fan said perfunctorily, but his eyes were fixed on the sword in his arms.

I have already started thinking about which one would be more suitable to give as the first "big gift".

Chen Huaian is very anxious now.

He kept clicking the restock button in his e-girlfriend's store.

Click at least 10 times per second.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Restock!

[Top-grade Magical Flying Sword] Status: Restocking... (99%)

The progress bar suddenly grew very fast, and Chen Huaian's eyes widened.

Here it comes!

Just as he had the idea -

Buzz!

The store interface suddenly refreshed!

[Top-grade magical flying sword] Status: In stock! (Stock: 10,000)

Ten thousand?!

Even though Chen Huaian was mentally prepared, the number still shocked him so much that his pupils shrank slightly and his heart beat violently.

The last time we had 10 in stock, we replenished it with 10,000?! How can you replenish it like this?

This electronic girlfriend store... is a bit too arrogant.

This is not replenishment, this is direct wholesale!

He suppressed the shock in his heart, and tried to maintain the calmness of an old ancestor on his face. He quickly swept his finger across the storage bag, and the movement left an afterimage, as if he was really taking out more stock from the bag.

Swish, swish, swish——!!!

This time, it was no longer the flashing of sword light, but the real sword energy soaring into the sky!

Countless dazzling sword lights containing powerful and sharp energy, like a galaxy bursting through a dam, instantly gushed out from Chen Huaian's storage bag! Densely packed, thousands and thousands! The entire depth of the earth vein was instantly filled with cold sword energy, as if it had turned into a huge sword tomb.

These swords are simple and uniform in style, and are a deep meteorite black in color.

The sword is slender, and the blade is flowing with a cold light.

They are not piled up in a disorderly manner, but are suspended in the air neatly like well-trained soldiers.

The tip of the sword pointed downward, vibrating slightly and making a low humming sound.

Thousands of swords are suspended in the air, and sword energy is everywhere.

The gathering of solemn and sharp auras almost split the space of the earth veins.

"hiss--!!!"

Zhang Yibai gasped, his eyes widened, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Fuck you!" Gu Changsheng stood up with his mouth wide open, an egg shoved into his mouth. The expression on his face was no longer one of shock, but of dullness and bewilderment. He looked at the sword formation that blocked his view, then at Chen Huaian who looked "calm", and his mind went blank.

And Lin Fan...

The ten long swords in his arms fell to the ground with a clang.

The whole person seemed to be under a spell, frozen in place.

Under the cloth covering his eyes, it seemed as if two solid green lights were about to penetrate.

Nailed firmly on the suspended black sea of swords.

The hideous smile on his face froze completely, and then slowly, little by little, opened up into an exaggerated, almost ecstatic arc. An undefined "ho ho" sound came from his throat, and his body trembled slightly with extreme excitement.

sword!

Hehehe!

So many swords!

Hehehehe!

They are all top-grade magical flying swords!

So many!!!

"Ancestor... Ancestor..." Lin Fan swallowed his saliva, stared at Chen Huaian with burning eyes, his voice dry and trembling, "You... you call this... 'a little' inventory?!!"

"Yes." Chen Huaian said calmly: "Is what I said the same as what you thought? Look at your achievements!"

He chuckled, and was quite satisfied with the top-grade flying swords floating in the sky.

Where can you find such a good deal for just ten thousand top-grade spiritual jades?

You know, a piece of top-grade Heavenly Essence Jade Marrow can produce tens of thousands of tons of top-grade spiritual jade.

Ten thousand high-quality spiritual jades are nothing but a drop in the bucket.

"Use them. Don't worry about wasting them." Chen Huaian waved his hand casually. "With so many top-grade magic weapons and flying swords, it should be enough for you to snatch the remaining top-grade heavenly essence jade."

He thought that Li Qingran didn't even need to come out.

Maybe Lin Fan would just go all in and take it all away?

It would be best to kill the incarnation of the demon fairy once and for all.

"Don't worry, old ancestor!" Lin Fan was just about to thank the old ancestor for the gift.

Suddenly, I felt the breath of heavenly essence and jade marrow coming from the formation.

Zhang Yibai and Gu Changsheng's faces changed, and they immediately focused their minds and immersed themselves in the control of the formation.

Chen Huaian turned around and was about to remind Lin Fan, but suddenly he was stunned.

Ten thousand swords hung in the air, in dead silence.

There was a humming sound as if the sword's edge was vibrating.

Lin Fan stood under thousands of swords.

His eyes were covered with a cloth strip, the corners of his mouth were raised in a crazy arc, and a suppressed growl came from his throat.

“Ancestor!”

"The junior is leaving! Hehehehe!"

Boom!!!

A terrifying sword intent suddenly rose up from the depths of the earth.

It did not come from the ten thousand swords, but from Lin Fan himself!

The heavy and violent pressure from the void mixed with some kind of destructive sword intent was like an invisible tsunami.

Instantly broke through the layers of isolation restrictions set up by Zhang Yibai!

It violently tore through the ground and rushed towards the incarnation of the Chenniu demon fairy...

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