"If you have the guts, go find magical treasures elsewhere. Anyway, these spirit swords, we won't hand them over!"
"Any one of these spirit swords can become a terrifying existence back in Huaxia, like hell we'll give them up!"
The crowd began to shout.
Hearing this, Wang Ying looked somewhat angry and said to Wu Xian, "You three are no match for us, so you're rallying everyone to cause trouble? This stone was first discovered by us, and we busted it open, so naturally, the spirit swords that emerged are ours!"
"Humph, these spirit swords have already been bound to us with blood; taking them back will be useless for you. If you really dare to rob us, all of us will join to oppose you!"
Wu Xian said coldly.
The crowd knew Yang Tian and his group were cultivators, so they shouted: "That's right, we'll all band together against you. If you dare to act, we'll report to the lord of the continent and say that you broke the rules here!"
"How outrageous!"
