Hearing the Black Wings Demon's question, everyone turned their gazes toward Fang Xingjian.
Countless gazes gathered onto one spot, exuding an almost palpable pressure.
They held hope, desperation, anticipation, sneers... Everyone was waiting for Fang Xingjian's reply.
Everyone knew that in such a situation, even for Fang Xingjian it would be impossible for him to defeat the three great experts hovering in the air. However, recalling Fang Xingjian's earlier performance, deep in their hearts, they were expecting something.
Just then, Fang Xingjian took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and stood firm in his resolve.
With a swoosh, Fang Xingjian's left hand penetrated the area near his chest and abdomen, grabbed onto the longest rib bone he had, and drew it out slowly.
Holding a White Bone Longsword in his right hand and a White Bone Short Sword in his left, pressuring sword intent burst from all of Fang Xingjian's body.
Is Xingjian in a pinch? Things don't seem to be so easily dealt with this time around.
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