C78 (2/2)
In the next moment …
He was dressed in a yellow robe and looked to be in his forties. Carrying a broken blade on his back, he gave off a domineering aura, as if he was the strongest person in the world. Formless blade qi sliced through the air in all directions, causing the space to distort.
Ba Dao, do you want to keep the treasure to yourself?” Suddenly, another cold shout sounded out, and immediately after, a bright sword light descended from the sky, from within it came a blue-clothed swordsman, imposing and imposing, his entire body overflowing with the aura of a transcendent being, his skin was crystal clear, flickering with a dazzling luster, a head of shiny black hair was parted in the middle, and hung onto his shoulders on both sides. His eyes were sharp like lightning, causing one's heart to palpitate!
A simple and unadorned sword with a scabbard is strapped to his back. It's a sword beam about ten feet long and as thick as his thumb. It swirls continuously, emitting a draconic hum. This is a peerless swordsman!
”Clear Sky Sword Saint — Zhuo Qingyun!” Qing Yun Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun was a famous peerless swordsman in the martial arts world. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, in terms of cultivation in the way of the sword, only the white-clothed Sword God Bai Wuji could firmly suppress him. The other Sword Cultivator s could only do the same!
Of course, the yellow-clothed swordsman was not simple either. Huang Tianba, the leader of the Tyrant Blade Sect in the Sky Tyrant Mountain Range of the Danyang County was one of the few Knife Repair in the entire county. Twenty years ago, he had already condensed his spirit bone and entered the Martial Master Stage.
”Brother Huang, Brother Zhuo, what fast footwork! I almost couldn't keep up with you two!” In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of them. This person looked to be in his early thirties, and his appearance was extremely extraordinary; his eyebrows were sharp, his features were handsome, and his pitch-black eyes were as black as ink, as if they were endless abyss. One would feel as if they would be sucked in if they looked for a while longer, and his skin was not pure white like snow, but as smooth as jade.
An invisible force enveloped his body, causing people to be unable to get within ten feet of him.
”Xie Wang — — Yu Wuya!” Huang Tianba frowned once more. A single Qing Yun Sword Saint like Zhuo Qingyun was enough to give him a headache, but now there was the Evil King Yu Wuya. This matter had become troublesome to deal with!
The Evil King Yu Wuya was both righteous and evil, he was one of the top expert in Dan Yang County.
At this moment …
”Rumble!”
It was a black haired middle-aged man, about forty years old, with an extremely rough appearance. He was nearly ten feet tall, with a head full of messy black hair that covered his entire body, and his hair was extremely thick, reaching to his waist, twisting and turning in the wind like a demon god! ”Within his eyes, a faint demonic light could be seen. It was as if the light of annihilation from the Three Calamity and Nine Calamity was brewing in his eyes, casually sweeping around and giving off a terrifying pressure like a mountain!
”Black Demon — Murong Jue!” At this moment, not only did Huang Tianba's eyebrows scrunch together, even the normally indifferent Zhuo Qingyun was starting to change color.
In order to cultivate a devil art, he had once massacred all the people in a town, regardless of whether they were old or young, women or children. His methods were as bloody as those of a demon!
It was unknown whether it was a coincidence or deliberate action, but Tyrant Blade Huang Tianba, Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun, Evil King Yu Wuya, and the Black Demon Murong Jue were all standing on their own sides, their spiritual senses firmly locking onto Yang Fan, tightly surrounding him and making him impenetrable!