The bald-headed elder from the Heavenly Profound Sect was dumbfounded as he looked lost in his seat. They had long forgotten about the sword intent last night due to the intensity of the sparring today.

But everyone looked at Lin Yun, who was surrounded by hundreds of swords plunged into the ground. The swords looked like servants bowing down to him. At the same time, this scene proved what happened last night was real.

“Damn it. Why is it him? How is this possible?!” Yuwen ...