On the day of Yingzhou's attack, the senior brother was at a critical juncture in forging his sword. If he succeeded, there would be one more sword master to help the building collapse; if he failed, the nest would be overturned without eggs left intact.
Xia En heard the buzzing of the swords in the sword-making pool.
And the senior brother she hated the most, his brows were furrowed, he was sweating, and he was about to give up all his previous efforts before he saw it.
The eldest brother's efforts can't create a sword soul.
Such karma, she thought.
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Everyone knows that the chief of Yumen Mountain is born with a sword bone, but they don't know that his junior sister also has a sword bone, and the bones are fused with the sword, and the sword soul is born.
On that day, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The new sword master was soaked in white clothes with blood. He stood silently outside the Thirty-Three Mountains with one sword and one person, invincible.
Everyone on Yumen Mountain was overjoyed, congratulating the Sword Master and the sect.
However, after that day, Mensheng Yu could no longer draw his sword.
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