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"[Moon Frost Cold]... Scholarly Sword... A long-lost strike!"
The Scholarly Sword couldn't help but chuckle softly. Under his palm, a few misty white, crystalline ice flowers formed.
"Look at the face of the Scholarly Sword."
Someone exclaimed in surprise, "It seems that [Moon Frost Cold] does indeed have a significant effect on Scholarly Sword himself!"
Some attentive individuals had already noticed that among the weathered brows of the Scholarly Sword, more ice flowers had formed, and the face of the Scholarly Sword had become a pale white.
"Exquisite swordsmanship, truly worthy of someone from the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm!"
Ye Xuan couldn't help but utter a few exclamations of amazement, deeply admiring the swordsmanship displayed by the Scholarly Sword at this moment. But even so, Ye Xuan would not easily admit defeat.
No matter how strong the enemy, it can all be... broken with one sword!
This is Ye Xuan's principle, and more so, his way of life.
