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The will of the Great Desolate sword intent was condensed in the palm of Luo Xingchen's hand.

His five fingers were shining brightly.

The first sword shadow emerged from his fingertip and pierced through the heavens and earth.

"Sou, sou, sou, sou, sou ?"

The other four fingers also shot out four sword shadows. At this moment, his fingers were like swords!

"Bang bang bang ?"

In an instant