"Of course not!" Dugu Nian said with a radiant smile.
The dense mass of longswords that surrounded Ling Wushuang suddenly grew in momentum, flames spreading and rising from each blade.
For a moment, flames reached the sky, and the entire array platform was almost engulfed in fire.
Boom!!!!
Countless longswords swept down, directly targeting Ling Wushuang, and amidst the rising flames, a sea of fire waves formed.
Within this surging sea of fire waves, the sharp and bone-piercing longswords were also deadly moves.
This was the true technique of Dugu Nian!
Even someone as strong as Ling Wushuang changed her expression in the face of such an attack, no longer contemptuous but replaced by a hint of seriousness.
Without any hesitation, the scimitar was drawn from its sheath!
A cold gleam flashed, like a starlight twinkling in the night, or a morning sun slicing through the darkness.
