The Name of the Ji Family

"What kind of power was this..."

Qin Jun roared inwardly, utterly shocked. Looking at Hou Yi, Bai Ze, Li Si, and the Chongming Bird beside him, who could barely withstand the pressure, he found it hard to imagine just how powerful the Sword Master was.

The fifty Imperial Guard Army soldiers had already been blown away, and no one knew where they had landed.

The gale still howled. Dust and blinding light filled the space ahead, preventing them from seeing anything. The Sword Master floated high in the sky, the bright light reflecting off his face and making his expression appear even colder.

"Sword Master, this isn't over! Sooner or later, I will storm your Sword Court and kill you!"

The Demon Ancestor's furious voice resounded through heaven and earth, its echoes rolling on. He had clearly fled.

This time, the Demon Ancestor had come in his true form, yet he had still fled. It was obvious that the Sword Master was unimaginably stronger than him.

Qin Jun felt no relief at having survived. What came next was an even stronger Sword Master.

He did not flee immediately. First, if the Sword Master wanted to kill him, he could not escape anyway. Second, Yang Jian and the other two were still of unknown fate. He could not simply abandon them.

The intense light faded, but the air between heaven and earth was still filled with killing intent.

"Your Majesty, are we not retreating?"

Bai Ze asked softly, cold sweat covering her snow-white forehead.

The Sword Master's strength far exceeded her imagination. If they stayed, they would undoubtedly die.

"Retreat? How can we retreat? If we leave, we leave together. We must take Yang Jian and the others with us!"

Qin Jun said solemnly. His words shook Bai Ze somewhat.

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