Although Lin Zhiruo's scream was promptly interrupted by Lin Shu, how could he possibly hide the presence of a powerful calamity ferrying bandit in front of a Heavenly Sword Master?
Lu Yunsheng looked at Hong Jian in astonishment, laughing in disbelief. "They say that the Saints of Wanhua River Valley in this generation are noble and arrogant. Now it seems I've either misunderstood Wanhua Valley, or the rumors were exaggerated."
As soon as those words were spoken, the two elders of Wanhua Valley—Biyue and Yaoyue—remained expressionless, unable to retort, simply feigning indifference.
"Eighty percent!"
Just as the Azure Dragon Sword Sect swung its sword towards Yang Tian again, Shang Ren from Tian Jian and Lu Yunsheng from Jinghong Sword exchanged glances, each silently contemplating in their hearts.
As fellow practitioners of the way of the sword, their sensitivity to the Spirit of the Sword far surpasses that of ordinary people.
