Seventeen swords flew out in reverse, ignited by the Divine Fire.
The moment their bodies were fully enveloped by Divine Fire, a bloody line appeared on their owners' necks.
Lu Xun's Sword Qi was so fast that it shot out from the sword sheath, instantly reaping their lives.
The swords hit the ground, and so did the bodies.
Lu Xun sat on the paper crane, flying forward about ten feet.
The foreign race next to him could hardly resist moving back a little.
The ruthless, bloodthirsty, and mad foreign race was also stunned by the sight they had just witnessed.
This incredible strategy induced fear in people!
They instinctively tightened their grip on their treasures, fearing that their weapons would also mutate.
Ye Sui'an glanced at Lu Xun and thought to himself, "Elder Lu, as a Natural Sword Embryo, his skill in controlling the sword is becoming more sophisticated."
