In the sky, three black-clad martial artists stood there, their faces completely obscured, their voices cold and eerie.
This sword truly startled Ling Xiao.
Because this attack was utterly terrifying, far more powerful than the attack of the Fengmo Shengjian.
What exactly is the identity of these black-clad people?
He was puzzled endlessly.
However, one thing was certain: these guys should be martial artists cultivated by the royal family of the Tianhai Empire.
Otherwise, they couldn't have appeared at this time.
"Crocodile Demon Guard!"
Fengmo Shengjian also trembled with cold, suddenly looking at these three people, instantly becoming alert.
He quickly put away the sacred sword and stepped back.
The three black-clad men nodded, and one looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Shaw Little Monster is one of the Heavenly Sea Seven Little Saints of the Tianhai Empire, strong and gifted. I hope you can spare his life."
"What if I don't?"
