Be Careful with Sword Intent

"Sect Master! That evil star is piercing our mountain-protecting formation with a flying needle!!" The young disciple ran over with panic on his face. The sect master sat cross-legged and raised his eyelids slightly: "Concentrate and calm down. A flying needle is not a flying sword. There is nothing to be afraid of. Let him go." "But Sect Master..." The disciple cried sadly, "That needle is full of sword intent." Before he finished speaking, the mountain-protecting formation shattered in response.