Sword King Hall, Follow Me Out of the Sect

A sharp intake of breath instantly rose from the crowd.

Sword God Clan bloodline?

Did this bald man really have such an astonishing background?

Huang Yelang's expression also shifted slightly. This bald fellow actually came from the Sword God Clan? That was the sacred land of Sword Dao in the entire world today, its strength unfathomable. There were several living supreme Sword Dao experts alone!

No one knew just how powerful the Sword God Clan truly was!

Because practically no one dared become its enemy!

Just what was Xiao Chen's background?

Why did every friend who casually appeared behind him have such a terrifying origin?

"Ba Ge, they seem to have been scared stiff by your identity! Awesome!" Houzi said in a low voice, delight appearing on his face.

"Awesome my ass. You know my situation. I'm a paper tiger, useless as a hair!" A fine layer of sweat beaded across Ba Ge's forehead as he felt mountainous pressure bearing down on him.

It would have been one thing if he truly possessed that kind of strength, but like Xiao Chen, he was merely an abandoned child of the Lineage!

To be precise, he was far worse off than Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's parents had at least once come looking for him!

His father had died long ago, while his mother and younger brother had even tried to kill him last time!

"Brother, were you putting on a bluff?" Xu Potian transmitted his voice.

At that moment, the trio from the Heavenly Thunder Gang stood shoulder to shoulder with Xu Potian and Thunderstorm, facing Huang Yelang alone.

Though Ba Ge had spoken very softly, Xu Potian had still heard him.

Ba Ge's cultivation was too low for voice transmission, so he could only nod awkwardly.

They were all Xiao Chen's