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With just five swords, he injured two top-level senior Lords, leaving everyone in awe of Shi Xiaole's strength.

The city lord and disciples of Lele City, who were still dashing across the river's surface or secretly observing underwater, were so startled they didn't know what to do.

"How could you possibly have such power?"

The face of the Eight Fingers Mysterious Lord turned ghostly white as he stared intently at Shi Xiaole.

"Disappointed, aren't you? I won't let you slaughter me as you please."

Barely at the middle stage of the Heavenly Sword, naturally, Shi Xiaole could not injure the two senior Lords, and even in one-on-one combat, all he could do was draw with his opponent.

But don't forget, his spiritual power has reached the ordinary Divine Barrier Realm level. Combined with the Yi Sword Skill, the attack patterns of the two senior Lords in his eyes were full of flaws, as simple as a high school student solving middle school math.