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"Willow Style Nine Swords, Sword Rising Moon …"

On the silent and empty empty field, one could only see Wu Hen at the center. A white sword light gradually rose, as dazzling as a bright moon.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, causing the surrounding space to tremble. Around the silver moon, there were cold arrows filled with a frosty chill. It was now high up in the sky