C416

"Three Thousand Swords Killing Array!"

A cold berating voice suddenly rang out. The youth who seemed to be standing above the myriad of sword glows suddenly spread his hands. At the same time, several illusionary hand seals flashed out.

On a rough look, there were ten of them. Ten of them were moving at lightning speed, as if they were spirits, and were drawing lines between Ling Jian's fingers