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Lower Luo Plains.
The sky was dim and heavy. Sword light rose and fell in the gloom. A man in black stood quietly in the dark wind, holding a bronze sword.
Brilliant light still flowed along that bronze sword, as though it had only just cut down the dharma body of some Merciful Ones. The blade shone with dazzling radiance. Rolling sandstorms and drifting dust light swirled before him, while the sound of earth and stone splitting rang out on every side.
He held a patch of ground by himself, surrounded by clusters of black wind. Not far away, Daoist Master Zhusheng stood with his sword held crosswise, stabilizing the endlessly roaring purple-red light.
Kuiqi's expression remained calm and his gaze cold. On the other side, Ning Wan was even more silent.
The Supreme Yang Dao lineage had already committed all of its forces in this great battle.
Aside from Ning Wan herself, there were Tinglan of the Purple Smoke Blessed Land, Kuiqi and Houfu of Xiukui Dao Gate, Yushui of the Chen Family, Zhaojing of the Li Family, Zhusheng of Shahuang Kingdom, Daoist...
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