In this land of the human world, the Supreme Weapon is already a supreme treasure, and even many ancient Immortal Sect clans and great religious holy places may not be able to produce one.

However, this young man actually controls more than two hundred supreme swords!!

"Gulu."

Xia Chen swallowed hard and his lips trembled slightly.

He simply could not imagine what would happen to him once these two hundred supreme ancient swords were thrust at him.

"Ling Xiao!! I told you, I can help you!!"

"I don't believe you."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his expression extremely gentle.

Immediately, he waved his hand lightly, and the ancient sword suspended above his head turned into a torrent of swordsmanship, slashing through the heavens and crashing down towards Xia Chen and the immortal body.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, even the Lord of Eternal Calamity showed a pale look on his face.

There is a millstone above and a sword flow below!!
Chapter completed!