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In the northern world of Zuling Field...

There was a rock mountain that was almost twenty thousand feet tall in a vast desert, and in the mountain were wind caves, releasing wicked power, covering the mountain with bizarre clouds.

Sword Saint Jiuyou walked to the desert, and he said, "Come out."

Whoosh! Luosha monks rushed out of the wind caves, and there were a hundred thousand of them.

More than sixty of them had wings on their backs. They dashed toward Sword Saint Jiuyou, flapping their wings.

Each of the Luosha who had wings was a saint.

Sword Saint Jiuyou wasn't intimidated at all. He glared at the Luosha monks, and sword Qi gushed out like waves that were hundreds of feet tall and crushed all the Luosha monks.

Meanwhile, Sword Saint Jiuyou grabbed a saint sword and rushed into the group of Luosha saints.

Every time he wielded his sword, a saint was slain.