A total of seventeen Sword Cultivators attacked Lu Xun.
Among them, nine advanced with swords, lunging towards him, while the other eight employed the Art of Flying Sword, standing in the distance and launching their swords towards Lu Xun.
Without exception, regardless of whose sword or from which direction it came, they all stopped at the same time!
The scene seemed to freeze!
However, from the veins bulging on some of the Sword Cultivators and their facial expressions strained with all-out effort, it was clear that this was not a static scene.
Lu Xun stood in the center of the arena with a Sword Sheath in his hand, held behind his back,
He didn't intend to use the Sword Sheath. The Sword Sheath was his arsenal, housing countless Sword Qi. If he used it, he was afraid it would frighten them, leaving lingering fears afterwards.
The small sword within Lu Xun's Sword Heart was particularly excited, emitting sounds of sword hums that were not audible to most people.
